Kizz got a buttload of stuff uploaded this weekend. go. Have a cookie lookie!
Had a great day yesterday. Went to my play committee and had some good things to say and picked up two new ones. Boeing-Boeing and Sealed For Freshness. This endeavor is turning into great fun and networking!!!

After I had already decided not to do anything but clean the house in preparation for Dad’s arrival on Tuesday, I got a call from the redhead asking me to help he and some of the comedy set to film a short. it was FUN!!! There were two other girls and he and I, plus the camera/director/man. I played the waitress. One line. But hey, it was FUN!!!!! have I mentioned that? FUN!!!

We were shooting on the patio of the bar where they do Monday night comedy…it’s closed on Sundays and turns out, no one had the owner’s number, but what the hell. We’ll be in and out in an hour and no harm no foul. . .

until right in the middle of a shot the fire alarm goes off inside. Then the firetruck shows up. then the OWNER shows up and the guys start their bumbling explaining away and all is cool and we are losing light by the second and finally…that’s a wrap. The whole thing edited is about a minute. if that. but silly fun. Not a bad way to spend a Sunday afternoon!!!

Today is gearing up and gathering things and putting together Fall Fest. It’s Saturday night. The WonderFam is coming into town, so that’s exciting! I love this event. I love gathering folks in one place and everyone playing and relaxing by the fire…good stuff.

Ok. I have to get ready. Happy Monday, ya’ll!!

Thanks for everyone who’s text/written/called to check in on my sanity this week. It was kind of a rough one, complicated and full of more questions than answers. But whatever, right? The worst part of it was I succumbed to chips and dip. real. not low or free in the fat area. and ate an entire california pizza kitchen frozen crispy crust pizza.

the whole thing.

How long to does one have to fight age old vices before one wins??? do they ever go away? God. It’s been a long long long time since I’ve binged like that. and yes, gross. I felt like shit. Still kind of do. So now, am fighting the urge to do a major cleanse. Another old old vice. Instead, I’m working on being normal. Breathing in and out on a regular basis. Going to the play committee this afternoon. Heading out for some Frontier Time and prepping for Fall Fest next weekend.

I went to see another play last night. World Of Mirth. Produced by the group at Ghostlight. The lead was freakin amazing. Quite frankly, there was only one other person in the cast who was as engaging as the lead. Everyone else paled. Even people I’d seen before and know their work to be solid. Pale. Pale Vampire Pale. (Oh. new ep of TrueBlood tonight!) Like this guy…seriously folks. He spent the ENTIRE SHOW in a dunk tank. caged. center stage. contained. and I was meta-mor-ized (as my friend M’lynn’s friend says!)

So, if you are local, please. Do yourself a favor. Get down to Paseo the next few weekends and catch a viewing. Support the local theatre. If anyone is interested in going, I’d go with you. not next weekend, but the next Friday, possibly?

If you aren’t local…I really freakin wish you were.

ps. I netflixxed Damian’s British mini series The Forsyte Saga.

i fell asleep during the first ep.

saltine dry.

but pretty pretty boy in a top hat and using his own dialect…makes for a reeeeeeely good No Pantie Sunday!

Happy Friday ya’ll!

It’s going to be a grand one, and an even better weekend. I am busy, but by my own hand. All social and it includes friends and family and laughter and a new bed and new friends and stringing lights on a creek bank!

What’s on your plate?

Went to the theatre last night. The script is a “world premier” one that apparently was a winner at this theatre’s original script competition. Oh my, there was some editing needed. But a new friend of mine was in it and she looked STUNNING. My soul for those red shoes she wore in the first scene. Anyway, my friend and I were kind of commenting about a bit on stage, and out of nowhere the lead SAYS HER NAME. in the context of something like this, “while i was caught french kissing Rhoda behind the bleachers” and we both stopped and our eyes bugged out, and I mouthed, “are you fucking kidding me? did he just say your name?” and people know her because she is the A.D. of another theatre here and it was an almost sold out audience of about 90-100 people and I just ducked my head into my lap and started to laugh.

and then she snorted.
loudly.

that laugh.
that laugh where I’m choking all of the sound back but am sobbing uncontrollable. (some of you have seen this once or twice. I’m just sayin’)

OH my god. It was worth sitting through that thing for that moment!

and isn’t that what life is about? those moments that take you by surprise, and outshine all of the murky muck and make you laugh until you snort. or cry. or both? it’s affirming. A little gift from the Universe that says, “you’re doing things right. here’s a snack.”

Kizz gave us all a nice little snack over on 117 Hudson. Go look and read, please please read the Ryan Reynolds post. It’s worth the time. That guy is FUN-Knee.

I hope you get lots of snacks today.

Here’s a few for my own self…

As Gert so succinctly put it in the last comments post…We’ve got to get me over this and under Damien.

Well yes. Yes we do. And you aren’t the first to ask about George…Carrie described him best as a Chanel suit…never goes out of style.

So…I give you…new flavors, and old classics.

And then there’s Chanel…

So, the debate last night? It was ok. It wasn’t what I guess I’m itching for…everytime McCain spoke in that condecending tone of voice I wanted to scream. The word goodies will always and forever have an icky connotation for me now. Obama was steadfast as usual. Tom Brokaw, bless his heart was more of a kid wrangler with the time limits. and the audience? They must have been threatened within an inch of their lives if they show ANY emotion on their face…I’m ready for voting. Seriously.

Anyone else got the whelms? Over or under? I’m going back and forth between the two, never just steadfast at whelmed.

My heart is really heavy today because…well, I poked the bear and got what I asked for. Way back when, there was a girl at work who was my friend. Ours wasn’t a friendship that was perfect, and trended more to the parental side with me being the parent. Her words. Not mine. We’d been together since the first day of hair school. Well…for many reasons, she’s moved elsewhere with her life and just as effectively moved me out of it. This is not what I’m bemoaning. Totally in sync with my concept of forever and limited windows of time with relationships. The thing is people…when she left, she burnt so many bridges, burnt so many friends, really made things more difficult and ugly for her and everyone around her. Throughout all of that, I tried really hard not to go into the muck. Yes, she’s a difficult personality. But she never personally attacked me, so a lot of that crap, I could forgive. Plus, I just don’t carry around extra junk anymore. So I blessed it and let it go.

She’s about to deliver her first child in a few weeks and after several attempts and rebuffs at contact, I finally wrote to her and the response was…typical. Apparently SHE is completely hurt. SHE doesn’t understand my actions, how I could do that to HER. Bla bla bla, it’s hard to hear her from way up there on the cross.

I was so wrong about her. And I’m sad sad sad for her. I’m not angry at her for feeling what she feels, totally her choice. I mean, at first, knee jerk reaction, I was angry. What the HELL?? I was the one who took the high ground with her. I was the one who just blew it all off and forged ahead. what the hell does she have to be hurt over??? But then I calmed down and realized she can feel whatever she wants to. It’s perfectly her m.o. for relationships. I am just kind of heavy over it, and I guess, needed to work through it.

I do think that forever, the concept of forever is really just one day at a time. I’ve thought that waaaaaaaaay back to the first ex. I think possibly we all get a finite window of time. That some things are only ours for awhile. So maybe she and I were only supposed to get a few years. The end. But you all who know me know how I feel about goodbyes….not my favorite.

Gah. Shake it off.

Guess what I got in the mail this morning? The last two dvd’s of the first season of LIFE!!! So I’m starting my day with some verve and slurp. It’s Humping Day after all…good GOD for a redhead in blue…sigh.

Yeah, remember Monday when I said I’m done I’m done I”M DONE!?!?!?!?
i’m still done. but it’s harder on this day. not easier. Gah.

I’m home for the evening. Felt a little of the funk today and have decided to forgo a watch party for the debate in favor of the couch and soft clothes. I’m geared up for it though…hopefully we’ll get ourselves a dose of The Sork.

I need some West Wing in my life.

It was a busy weekend.
Race for the Cure on Saturday. It was awesome! Team WOW was in full effect and we all felt good for joining in. Gert’s kiddo, Noodle, raced her first one. She proclaimed at the beginning that “she was beating all of us” not realizing that there were something over 18,000 participants! A few of us went to brunch after to slop up some delicious and mimosas. Home to nap then I got up and went to a mini-high school reunion at a local watering hole.

We’ve all met up recently on Facebook, and decided to gather for facetime. I was really nervous, those same old feelings of “what will they think of me, do I look ok, what do I have to give to this round table meeting” were there and the minute I got to the table, they flew out the window. It was just fun. Twenty years ago, this group would have never gathered. That was awesome.

Today I got up for a hair class in Norman. It was BORE-ing. with a capital BORE. But whatever. I was busy dealing with the people inside my head…busy figuring out the course of my life and if that course will include someone…

Most of you know I’ve been harboring some feelings for a certain guy and while our friendship has bloomed and blessed abundantly…it’s not going in the direction that I would really really like for it to go. SO…I’m saying when.

No more time in my head. No more reading between the lines. No more. Just no. And that sucks. Mostly because it sends me back to that place where I second guess myself and feel vulnerable and wonky. Where I wonder did I make this all up? Am I able to create something out of nothing? Did I do that??? gah.

And the answer is –quite possibly–but quite possibly not. It doesn’t really matter anymore. It’s not what I want, and that is answer enough. I want more. Better. Greater than anything previous.

So I say when.

I’m glad for this decision. It’s been a year of reckoning and choosing and deciding for me. Big stuff. I’ve delt with the ex-husband. finally. yes. and it is good and it is fine and that’s all I’m saying about that. But I’ve done some metaphysical house cleaning and feel really good about that. I don’t want what is coming to me to be tainted by sins of the past. Fresh start. Clean slate. This thing…that I’m saying when to…I don’t feel as strong about it as I think I should but everyday is more knowledge and more growth. everyday will be easier.

So that’s where I am today.

it’s another busy week for me, including the debate, working, theatre, birthdays, weekends full of visits and meetings and helping get ready for fall fest.

How’s your day?

As per requested by Kizz…here’s the link to donate for my team in tomorrow’s Race For The Cure.

Kizz has been busy putting up pics on her Flicker site. Go. Have a cookie lookie. The one that is captioned “this is what Zelda looks like when you’re full of shit” cracked me smooth up.

Just got home from seeing the final dress of The Laramie Project. I’ve never seen the stage production nor the movie. I was not blown away. Some of the words were beautiful. The entire project is something that I like thinking about…this creation by the Tectonic Theatre Project…this group of people who created this…piece that tells a story and while the object of the story does not…it lives on. THAT I love.

There’s some backstory on the theatre company that I can’t say anything about here that fully puts into place the reasons for some of the shaky bits. I wasn’t blow away by the acting and in fact, was downright annoyed by two actors. Gah. SERIOUSLY?!?!?! THEY are working??? jeez.

In other news I went to weigh in today. If you remember, last week at NYC and the meeting led by The Prophet, I had a gain. A freakin FIVE POUND gain. And I owned it. I owned the hell out of that french toast and corned beef hash covered in syrup that I ate for lunch that day, as well as the ice cream the night before and the jr mints (a low fat candy since 1949) and dark chocolate peanut m&m’s I ate at intermission. HOWEVER…I didn’t FEEL five pounds heavier. So my point is today, from NYC scales to OKC scales I have lost 6.8 pounds. From OKC scales three weeks ago till now 3.8 or some such. Whatever. It’s a loss. 6.8 is almost unbelievable. The most I’ve ever lost in one week is five. So whatever. I’ll take it. I WILL TAKE IT!!!!

Gert got good news today. She’s over on Hysteria Lane gluing herself back together. Thanks for the love and light. Now, I want you to send more over to Chrome tomorrow. She’s got a day.

It’s 11:30 and I maybe will have some company tomorrow and need to pick some things up around the house and do some cleaning and figure out what black I’m wearing tomorrow. Have a nice night and a Happy Friday!!!