Garage Sales

Had a lovely day garage saling with friends. :) Now just entering some contests. Going to hop in the shower in a bit and shave my legs. not sure if I'm wearing a skirt or not, but I get to see my man tonight. :) Even if it's just for a few hours.

ugh

having a bad day. just everything's building up. all the drama from the current show im in, the one i'm teaching, having this stupid kidney infection when I thought I was done with all that crap, having to spend a lot more money then I budgeted for a friends wedding and not knowing where in the world that money is going to come from. i haven't seen my boyfriend in like 4 days, and i just need to hug him. and once this crap show is over, it'll probably go back to once a week, and how the hell am i going to deal with that? aaaaargh! i'm so done with drama. i'm sick of it on every level, but i have certain obligations where if someone is doing something dangerous or illegal i have to bring these concerns forward and apparently that makes me satan. whatever. screw it.

What are we singing tonight.

I have been a bad bad blogger.

I haven't posted at all. Things have been crazy but overall really great.

Crazy in love. Can't say more until the shiny is official. ;)

Wizard of Oz opens this week. Love so many people in the cast and crew, it's going to be an adventure.

Mini-me is having a blast being on summer break.

I've been teaching theatre to kids again too, and that's been the highlight of my summer to be honest. I love theatre. I love teaching. I love kids. You combine all three and I'm ridiculously happy. It's fun.

Hope you're all having a great 4th. I need to take a shower and then we'll be heading downtown for fireworks. My brother's coming over too with his best friend. Also my man, his cousin and some of his friends. It should be a good time.

I'll be entering more contests soon. I've just been too busy lately.

Zydrate comes in a little glass vial..

Hey guys,

sorry I haven't been around. Had to have my gall bladder out, and have had a few complications with infection. Been rehospitalized once since the initial surgery and now I'm home taking pills and not moving. I feel really bad because there's a funeral for a wonderful woman today and I don't think I had better go. Everything hurts so much and I don't want to take any focus off of her. I just wish I could be there for my boyfriend though, it's his Grandma.

My kiddo wants to cuddle. This is accomplished with a barricade of pillows so he doesn't hurt me. lol. It's me, his Easter Bunny and the Oldies station right now. We're having a great theological discussion about Joseph and his mean ol' brothers who threw him in the well.

Rough Week

My boyfriends Grandma died. I'm so sad. She was such a cool lady, and I'm here for him, but we're just all so busy. He's helping move 3 different sets of people this week including all of his Grandma's things. I'm helping our mutual very good friends with all the packing and what not, and will be watching my GodDaughter while her parents are getting all the big stuff into their new house, which is even closer to mine, so that part is cool.

Watching a neat jazz documentary with Dad. He just ran out to get the very last pack of cigarettes. Then I'm quitting. That's the plan anyhow. I gave up soda and haven't had any for a Month.

And hey I've been a vegetarian since I was 12.

I'm pretty good at giving up on stuff if I decide too. I just have to convince myself that cigarettes are the factory farm of my lungs.. or something. I don't know.

Just checking in to see how ya'll are doing.

I'm getting a lot of info ready for the next charity auction I'm going to be working on, getting the base work down at least. Going from there.

My son is probably going to need medication for his adhd. He's having such a difficult time. He's SO smart, but he just can't seem to sit still. He's at a 2nd grade level for reading and nearly a 2nd grade level for math, and he's turning 6 in a couple of months. Socially though, he's behind, because he just can't sit still and understand his space vs. others space.

Any Mom's out there gone through this? I'm so torn about my options.

Theatre.

Theatre is a huge part of my life.

All I ever wanted to be my whole life was an actress.

I had everything right in line to be one too, but then I got sick, and then my Mom got sick, and so I came home to Minnesota from New York.

Then I got knocked up.

Then my Mom died.

And here I am.

I wouldn't trade my son for the world. He's the best part of my life and I'm so grateful my Mom got to hold him before she died, and that I have pictures of the two of them together.

I really miss performing though.

I work with a community theatre, and perform there and have had some really fun roles. I also serve on the board of directors and will be teaching theatre education this summer, which should prove to be really fun.

My son has inherited my love for theatre and is in a production of Oliver! right now, and I've also joined the board of directors for the childrens theatre that he's performing with.

I've worked on the administrative side since I was 18, doing non profit work, mainly in fund raising and silent auction work.

I just really miss being on the stage more then one show a year.

What did you want to be when you grew up? Are you still doing that, or any part of that?

Random Monday

Every now and then when I need an excuse to not do something I go to wikipedia and click the random article button on the left hand side until I find something interesting. Here's what I found today:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stan_Bolovan

Stan Bolovan is a Romanian fairy tale collected in Rumanische Märchen. Andrew Lang included it in The Violet Fairy Book.

A version of the tale also appears in A Book of Dragons and A Choice of Magic, by Ruth Manning-Sanders.

[edit]Synopsis

Stan Bolovan's wife was sad, though they were prosperous. Finally, she confessed that she was grieved that they had no children. Stan visited a wise man and begged him for children, and ignored his warnings about feeding them all. He returned to find his wife delighted: they had a hundred children. Soon, they found they could not feed them all, and Stan set out to find food.

He found a flock of sheep and hoped to steal some, but a dragon stole animals and milk from the flock. He asked, and the shepherds promised him a third of the flock if he rid them of the dragon. He met up with the dragon and said he ate rocks by night and flowers by day and would fight. He set a contest: he squeezed buttermilk from cheese, and the dragon tried to squeeze it from a rock, and had to own he was better. The dragon offered him service with his mother, who would pay him sacks of ducats.

The mother set them to trials: her son threw a staff as far as he could, and then it was Stan's turn. First, he told the dragon he was afraid that he would kill him with the force; then he claimed to be waiting until the moon got out of the way, at which the dragon, who prized the staff as his grandfather's, threw it back instead. The mother then sent them to fetch water, and Stan could not have carried the skins she sent, but when he said it was too much bother and threatened to carry the stream instead, the dragon carried them for him. The mother then sent them to gather wood, and Stan started to tie trees together, declaring he would carry back the entire wood, and the dragon brought back wood for him, before he uprooted the forest.

The mother told her son to crack open his head in the night. Stan hid under the pig's trough and was not harmed. They gave him gold to go away, which he could not carry, but he said he wanted to stay in her service, because his friends would be ashamed of him, to carry so little; they urged him to go, and he went on the condition that the dragon carry back the gold for him.

He did not want to go all the way home with the dragon, so that it would not know where he lived, but his hungry children came running, and were so hungry they shouted for the dragon's flesh. It dropped the gold and ran away.