well. I am thankful it IS Friday.

My plumbing is at a stand still. My backyard is torn to hell and back, but the problem is deeper than the digging machine. The yard is soo wet that the little digging machine he had was sinking. A bigger digging machine would just get stuck to the point of no return. We must pray for dry and warm weather so that this sty will firm up and we can get it fixed.

Stormy is hurt. His back right foot…it’s been that way since Tuesday, and it seems that he’s walking on it more, but he’s limping more too. Make sense? He has also chosen to step outside and disappear. The day I decide to take him to the vet, he vanishes. So. There’s that.

First night on stage was about as much of a clusterfuck as wrangling cats. But we’ve adjusted. Tonight we’re better. Every night we’re better. We were taking notes at 11. Home and in bed before midnight is foreign to me right now. We are all tired. We will be ready to open the show, and the show will be ready when we open. Can’t ask for much more…

Hoping for some appointments today. My book was skim, but tomorrow is a rocking good day!

Have a little lookie at the armageddon that is my backyard. I am mournful. Will it EVER be pretty again? Will we ever gather and laugh and enjoy? Today…it seems hopeless. But I’m a hopeful girl, so we’ve got that going for us.  well. I cant upload. the pics on my comptuer are too big. i’m annoyed. and have to get ready for work. so just trust me, it’s nasty back there.

Happy Friday, ya’ll.

we didn’t finish till 11 last night. which meant I got home by 11:30 and to bed after midnight. I dont have to go in until later but jeez. I’m tired. However, it is really starting to get fun. It’s coming together, and we are all just zinging along and starting to actually ENJOY this! I’m still jacking up a few specific sections…LORD this thing is written in a way…eyeroll. You’ll see. But tonight we move to the stage and the magic begins…

“They” were here, marking my sewer lines yesterday. There are little flags in my back yard. I’m assuming that the plumber will be here to begin the digging today. Hoping the weather holds. We’re getting snow in the southern part of the state, but it shouldn’t make it up to the metro. I’m almost in desperate shape with the laundry. I hope this gets fixed SOON. or that I have some time to hit the laundrymat!!! perhaps that is how I will spend Valentines day, after I go to our first tech!

I made a roast yesterday. One of the bits that my dad gave me from his freezer. Happy Meat. Good stuff. and you know how I cook…things in the pantry were getting slim so instead of my usual onion soup mix and mushroom soup I had potato, carrots, onion and about a half a glug of red wine! Lots of spices, gobs of garlic and let it go all day on the slowwwwwwww speed. I walked in last night and almost wept. The house smelled so good, the food was ready. (of course I shoved it down in like five seconds before leaving to rehearsal) but it just made me sooo happy.  Slow Food. Hot Meal. Something I can eat for a day or two and not have to worry about meals…so today’s Love Thursday is dedicated to my crockpot!

Happy Day, Yall!

That described me yesterday. Sick and tired. I was nauseous all day and all night long Monday. Never slept. Drainage. Bleargh. I know myself well enough to know that when I get run down I go down. Way down. So I stayed home yesterday. I have major guilt for rescheduling my clients, but I had to do it. I slept most of the day. I baked cookies for our bakesale at work* more later* I picked up the house a little.

Dad arrived last night and we went to eat some yummy pizza before I headed to rehearsal. We’re in run-thru’s now. The entire show. We’re supposed to get out of the rehearsal space and onto the stage tonight, but it looks like it’ll be tomorrow. We’ve made great strides the last two nights. Cohesive and back to being fun…hopefully we can build on that night by night and be super ready by the 19th. We are allegedly in line for another “big storm” at the end of next week. I hope…well. We all know what I hope.

One of our girls at the salon is adopting a baby. We’re having a bake sale this week to help with the costs…twenty thousand dollars. That’s the cost. GAH. So if you’re in the area, stop by, throw a few bucks out for some cookies or snacks, and let’s buy us a baby!!!

I’m outta here. Coffee with Dad this morning. Working this afternoon/night. Bring on the hair banging.

PS…digging on the sewer line allegedly begins Thursday.

Another super busy Sunday. I DID get to sleep in. and I think I slept pretty well, I’m still really tired but feel semi-human. I have rehearsal at 2, so I will work lines and stuff around the house till then. Rehearsal this afternoon, then Superbowl party this evening. My Colts are playing! it’s a big big day! Lot’s of friends coming to the bar to watch and have fun! Yay!

In other news. Tragic…my sewer line is completely brokedown. I have water backing up from the washing machine in the garage. My plumber came out, and the digging starts this next week…(during the next snow storm…) I’m at a restricted water level. No dishes (thank goodness the dishwasher is clean and I have just very few so that’s not bad) No laundry, but have had many friends offer up their machines. Flush when you must, and sparce showers…we’re looking at either 500.00 or 3000.00 and won’t know until we dig. Sigh. I am going to attempt my own taxes this year and see what kind of refund I’m getting. I have 1500 already going to pay off a debt. That’s first. Whatever I have leftover, (please GOD let me have some left over) will go to the plumber, and I think I will try to borrow the rest from a bank. Maybe go for some sort of consolidation loan and get the credit cards finished, with a little extra for the pipes. I don’t know. I’ve been walking around in a daze, mumbling prayers and walking into walls because what the HELL does someone do that is in my situation??? Where does it come from?

I think this plan is the most logical. It does however nix off any of my trips for the year that were getting paid for out of the bounty…

I don’t want to whine. I’m getting sad. I just wanted you to know that my plate is…once again…FUCKING FULL. I’m cleaning it as best I can.

I’m going to focus on the play, and really just try to ignore the rest until there is something I can DO about it. Until we know.

So…ok kids. I”m out. Coffee. Lines. House picking up. Cereal. Bills. We’ll see how this morning goes…then off to work.

What a guy! This one? He’s one of the best. One of the urban legends. One of the smart ones, that comes with a side of cute and awesome. My Obi Wan. Friends from another life…and making the most out of this one. My dear boy? Happy Birthday! I love you! You. Are. Family. You are my Guy # 3.

I’m thankful for many things today.

I’m thankful that I don’t go in until 10, so I got to sleep a little extra. We didn’t leave till 10:30 last night. But it was a solid, fun night off book. I’m in really good shape. My scene partner is getting there. I had to lay out something, and feel pretty good about the way I phrased it. He is NEVER serious. Clearly by the amount of time he’s spent with the script…but he will break character, and cross eyes and just act stupid in the middle of a scene when he’s struggling for lines. Defense mechanism? perhaps. but it throws his concentration off and we all fall off the wagon and it’s a vicious circle. I made the claim last night that I personally couldn’t work that way. That it was harder for ME to retain lines when we’re all grab assing around and could we all just get serious about it while we’re still doing line work. I think he got it.

I’m thankful for some more appointments on my book today. Bring it on. Tomorrow is a full day as well. Putting the tips in the bank bit by bit.

I’m thankful for your beautiful comments. You do more than Jerry Maguire me. You lift me and carry me.

I’m thankful for the snow melt and a titch of sunshine today. Yes. Yes more snow on Monday…but I’ll take today. I’ll TAKE IT.

I’m thankful for Superbowl Sunday. It’s going to be a great evening with friends. GO COLTS.

Happy Friday ya’ll.

I had a client yesterday, a regular who is usually very quiet and reserved. She’s beautiful and talented and one of those women who really has her stuff together…her relationship, her longterm realtionship has hit a rough spot, and because it’s my job, and I offer myself freely in this capacity, I listen. Her man, at one time in his life was studying for the priesthood. The kind with no wife and kids. Just him and Big J along for the ride. He left, having so many other desires for his life such as a wife and kids. Understandable. He has recently confessed that he feels like perhaps he’s being called back. To the church. Where she isn’t welcome. In that way.

And I’m not saying this here as a nanny nanny boo boo, look at her how jacked up she is. Not at all. I’m stunned because prayer IS my go to reaction. I pray daily. Constantly. Sometimes I catch myself praying subconciously. But what do you do…if your go to guy…is the other woman?

It just really made me think about relationships. They are hard. They are. Once you finally meet someone they hold some trials!  But mostly? I really come to believe that they are 90% LUCK. Meeting that person, just the MEETING of them..Do you believe in luck? Do you believe in soul mates? THE ONE? or The Many? This internet dating is at the very best entertaining. It is. At the very worst, it can be a little discouraging. The same faces. The same sites. All of them either uninteresting, or uninterestED.  However! HA HA HA!!! My head is up. It’s an adventure. I am “talking” to two new guys…and so far they are interesting! Me Likey!  One guy has been a snot and I was amazed at how it pissed me off in a flash…and then I remembered how much power the DELETE key holds! Muahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Suckit dude.

I have felt very stressed surprisingly calm about the lack of money this week. I’ve got some good appointments on my book today, I’ve snagged some NEW clients that I think will be regulars. If I can hold on until wedding season…crossing fingers…I’m so thankful for a director who has worked around my schedule for rehearsals. I haven’t had to leave work early ONCE yet. and won’t until next week…so that’s a blessing.

Kids…I needs me some SUNSHINE!!! It’s raining/snowing here again. We’re above freezing. So that’s good, but we’ve got another storm coming through this weekend. Fraggle ROCK! I’m sick of it. I need some sun. I need some pretty pretty blue sky. I need a good mental health day!!!

or more coffee.

Here’s today’s NFTU, and as usual it’s pretty awesome!

First, Misti, completely forget about who, how, and when. Then, decide only upon what you want, the end result, with as much clarity as possible. I’ll shuffle the deck, the magic show will begin, and jokers won’t be all that are wild.

Gosh, you’re so much fun to watch when you read these things.

Deal,
The Universe

A few things of boo before the hurrah!

Being closed the last two and a half days of the pay period…turns out…gives you a paycheck that won’t cover the mortgage. I have it covered…but this month we’re paying bills one by one. And possibly calling some to say, “please let me be a little late” Sigh. Oh this Life thing…man. What a ride, eh?

Rehearsals are…better. I’ve worked my ass off and feel about 89-90% offbook on act one. And when I’m working lines with the girls at work? I am SOLID!! I am SHE-RA!!! HEAR ME ROAR!!! then I get to rehearsals and I’m with my partner and it’s stop. go. stutter. stop. sputter. go. go go go go SCREEEETCH. flop. sigh. fuck.

frustration reigns.

In the dating pool…still trolling. There are a few new ones that I’m talking to…we’ll see. My favorite one gave me a fabulous email. Note the email address at the end of the letter. . . FIRST let’s read todays NFTU:

Every day, Misti, someone new falls in love with you.

Sometimes many more.

You can’t deny it,
The Universe

and now…this.

Hello Gorgeous,
Feb. 2, 2010 – 4:05pm

Hello Gorgeous,

How are you doing this beautiful evening???
I think i must say you look so adorable ,i never thought there were still beautiful women like you in this world anymore, believe it or not you are fascinating plus you have a nice profile and i would really like to talk to you and get to know you better perhaps there might be sparks between us or probably have something in common, if you think it’s a good idea and you are interested and you just wanna give it a try.I’m always available on this e-mail address ineedwomanformarriage@yahoo.com

J.

’nuff said.

Woo Hoooo!!! Back in the saddle again! Up and at ’em, coffee is brewing, I’m READY for socialization and working and making money today! I am going to hit the gym here in a bit…Let’s get back on this horse! The schools are all still out today, but we ARE above freezing…barely…but hopefully the melting will begin. We are getting more weather this weekend. Gross.

I’ve decided that Old Man WInter can suck it.

I’m ready for spring. And pretty flowers. And budding trees. And planting my garden. I talked to Che, she’s fired up about doing a big garden out at the Farmhouse, with Gert’s help. Sounds lovely. I think we’re all interested in doing something along those lines…

Rehearsal was better last night. I discovered how to record on my phone, so we recorded a few scenes, which I will listen to while on the treadmill today. We’ll get there…thanks for the support though! You’re awesome!

ok kids. I don’t have a whole lot to report. Hope your Tuesday is fabulous.

Well, I’ll tell you one thing. I learned a great deal about myself, and old habits and how I feel. For some crazy ass reason, I decided to jump head first off the wagon I’ve been happily riding. Everything I did on Friday/Saturday…I have not done all month or longer. I drank too much. I smoked ciggarettes. I ate fast food for the hangover. I ate meat. I drank a real coke.

and I felt horrible. so horrible that I had to cancel plans that I made with Chris and Cindy. So horrible that after rehearsals yesterday I still felt just drained and had to forgo a birthday party of my friend.

Sigh.

So. Today. Today I’m better. I have been detoxing with lots of water and good nutritious foodstuffs. I have decided that I dislike greatly the Morningstar maple breakfast sausage. Im not saying that I’m never eating meat again. I’m not saying that at all. My family always buys and shares with me their fresh stuffs…which sounds great right now. I was just really really amazed at how badly eating like that took me out at the knees.

and I used to eat that way EVERY SINGLE DAY.

EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I would have some fast food or grab something fast or whatever. Gross. and I feel guilt. not because I ate meat. but for what I did to my body, and how it made me feel.

I feel stressed about lines and the play. We open in 18 days and seriously should be way more advanced in rehersals than we are…and the director isn’t too worried but I am. SO…I’m getting off here and turning off the tv and getting my script. Tonight we’re meeting early for extra line rehearsals and I’m hoping beyond hope that I can walk in solid. Really really solid. and in general I am but my scene partner isn’t which tends to throw me way off…gah. It’s a vicious circle of gloom and doom.

Send me some light over here, folks.