good grief. I slept for five hours when I got home yesterday, then wrote the post, then tried to unpack a little. That was just depressing so I quit about a quarter of the way through. I made a healthy dinner and watched some of my DVR’d tv and some new stuff last night. My jury is now somewhat confused on True Blood. Ehh. Could be the mushy brain I was watching with. Earl and the Office I loved though. Laughed out loud. and I needed that because leaving NY and Chrome and Kizz and now Seth is in that mix…I get the Plains. (blues…it’s a line from August Osage County)

Anyways, in typical Scorpio fashion, when in a Plains state, we either go for a vice (but I didn’t feel like drinking. and I broke up with smoking. and I’d already eaten.)or go to sleep. I went to the bed at 8:30, tried to read some bookclub book and gave up at 8:45. I slept through till 1:30 then right back to sleep till 6:30.

I was New York Tired. It’s not just a feeling…it’s a state of mind.

So here we are today! Friday!! Sambo woke me up, happy to have me home. He brought me a semi-live bird yesterday and when he let it go it started FLYING AROUND MY HOUSE!! It landed in the spoon rest which was in the sink, and Sammy was just looking and crying until I took his fool head and put it right on top of the bird which he chomped and we all went outside. Gah. thanks kids. mommy loves you too….no more pressies please.

The coffee is good, the morning is bright and beautiful. I’m excited about work. I’m excited that USC got beat last night!! OU was number 2 after them in the polls so this is good good good.

Does anyone know if we will watch a debate tonight or not???? What the hell? I get that it’s Code Blue time and all hands on deck, but shit. You can’t just not show up. It’s 90 minutes. Go. Talk. Leave. Frustrating….and has anyone seen Palin’s interview with Katie Couric? I’ve seen only clips, then Katie’s assesment of the interview….pretty interesting. Keeping her shielded from reporters is one thing I don’t agree with. BUT if that’s your game plan, use that time to polish her skills. Clearly this is not in the cards. I’ll reserve further commentary until I get through the entire interview.

Guess what was waiting on me when I got home? My Michael Phelps Olympics dvd, that’s what!!! Thank God M’Lynn was taking care of the house and the livestock…the precious cargo was in good hands in my absense. I’m all over this dvd possibly tonight if we get no debate. Hell. If we GET a debate even.

Have a great Friday, ya’ll!! It’s good to be home. My case of the Plains will diminish soon. It always does.

What are you doing this weekend?

Oh me oh my oh.
Home. Today was brutal. But we’ll go backwards.

Yesterday.

If you recall, we almost killed ourselves with Tuesday, which made Wednesday morning a late one. We were all moving slow. Kizz had taken the day off of work so that we could play. After getting ourselves together, Mgirl and Mandrea took off for their own private NYC adventure. Kizz and I headed into the park by her house and started on headshots. We took lots and hopefully there are some that will perfect for auditions!! We headed into the city and ate at our beloved Edison Cafe then headed over to the theatre to see August: Osage County.

Oh. MY. GOD!! It was 3 hours long. 2 intermissions. Kizz and I were in the LAST ROW of the theatre, backs to the wall, and it could not have been better. It was AMAZING. I will be in this show at some point in my life. Hopefully to play the older sister, and again when I’m even older to play the mother. I saw Estelle Parsons play the mom. You may well remember her as the mom on the Rosanne show. LORD she was good. It was highly emotional, and simultaniously funny. Some of the words went so fast through my brain and straight to my heart that I was crying, but couldn’t really place a finger on the exact scene that tuned me up. Whew. A lot to ingest into my brain but I was at my own personal buffet and ate and ate and ate.

Good thing the next stop was WW meeting with Chrome and the Prophet. I’d been trying to see Chrome’s leader for awhile now, and was so glad to get to sit in on a meeting and get motivated about it all over again. This woman was great. She threw out some spicy language and lots of laughs and inspired us in between. My weigh in was bad. In the last two weeks I’d gained 5lbs, but whatever. I’ll own that. There are a lot of factors including the plane ride, not being really hydrated (it’s hard to drink water in NYC) the ice cream from the night before and the french toast with corned beef hash for lunch that day…eh. whatever. I am so glad I got to do that with my girl though. She has been so on target with this and looks sooooo good. Inspiration all around.

We met up with the other three and had a few beers, to catch up on our days, (the girls bought every H&M out of stock!!) then split off again. Chrome Kizz and myself went to see Spring Awakening. It came out I think sometime last year? or I know I wanted desperatly to see it last year, but ran out of time and money. So, we got great seats, with Chromes deep discount and holy fucking shit it was awesome!!

Now, I know that some of you know me. KNOOOOOOOOOOOW me, know me–so this won’t come a a surprise to you. But when I get full…mentally, emotionally, spiritually, any -ly you can think of, I just keep taking it all in. Gorging myself. Fat girl at the buffet kind of thing. Until it starts to leak out. Then once the leak happens, it’s a full blown flood.

I cried pretty much through the whole second act, then had just the tinest of meltdowns outside the theatre in front of The Actor’s Cathedral. (fittiing) The tears continued to flair up about three or four more times on the way home to Brooklyn…and shit, as I type this, kind of again!!!

I love that city so much. It holds two humans that are sooooo much a part of my heart, and a new friend who I loved spending time with. It feeds my soul. I am full.

So anyways, we get home to Brooklyn, and get our shit packed and take a little nap. I think I slept about an hour. The car service came at 4:45 to take us to the airport. This is the brutal part. Our first flight took off at 6:20 and took us to St. Louis. The second one at 8:55. I was home. HOME in my drive way, via a stop to the wallgreens to get catfood and the SONIC!!! for an ice tea, by 11:11. Appropriatly enough.

I fed the cats. Said hello and I’m home. Got caught up online just a bit then crashed on the couch till about an hour ago. Rest. Rest is good.

I still feel a little fragile. It is a great tragedy in the world that all of the people I love don’t share the same zip code, or live on the same street, or are independently wealthy enough for surprise weekend visits. But we make the most of it.

So, gentle readers, tomorrow life returns to “normal” Work continues, the weekend approaches. I’ll be overdosing on the cd of Spring Awakening all the while trying to get my “sea legs” back. I feel out of touch…there is a lot going on in the world. Debate or no debabe? Wall Street (i was there a LOT this week!) bailout? Missed the president1al address. So I’ll be playing catch up.

Now…I’m going to attempt to bring in my suitcase, start laundry, and figure out what the hell I’m wearing to work and having for dinner!!

I heart N.Y.

the end.

Yesterday almost killed us.

I’m not kidding.

We walked so. freaking. much. And the thing is, we got everything covered on our list but for the Met. So I’m proud of us. And with all the walking, we only kind of put on our cranky pants once and frankly, we were HUNGRY!!!

We started our day out yesterday on the subway heading over the Battery Park. Check out Lady Liberty and work our way up the island, hit the financial district, and go from there. Well. My navigation system was set to DumbAss so we got off the train three stops to late. Gah. So we got off at City Hall and walked down to the park. . . oh and since FuckingPalin was in town every corner we turned was blocked by the police, and maybe it wasn’t her, but it was SOMETHING and damn it was hard to figure out how and where to walk. But we did it. Pictures to come from that. hopefully. We then motored upwards and found ourselves on Wall Street looking for that elusive bull. We never found it. Oh well. We did find Ground Zero. now, I’ve been on the outskirts, on the inskirts but have never gone into St. Pauls to see all the memorial stuff. We did and the first thing we saw was a big huge banner that says To The People Of New York And To All The Rescuers Keep Your Spirits Up Oklahoma Loves You!!!

This is surrounded by mementos, and photos and all kinds of displays from that horribly scar.

Let me just tell you. These three girls lost it. Tears. Flooding emotion. I almost had the ugly cry. It lasted the whole time we were in there and when we went outside the back to regain some composure, the minute we went back in…tears again. I wasn’t prepared for the deep, deep feeling. I just wasn’t.

I was so proud to be from Oklahoma.

Moving upwards via the subway, which we were navigating like natives (thanks to Rogers’ map from last year!) we got off around the area of Chrome’s work. We had to drop off her phone charger. Of course, remember where my navigation setting was…we had to walk a little. gah. But we found it and after dropping it off, we discovered a lovely little children’s bookshop and cupcake making place. yes. Mandrea and I had ourselves a pretty little cake…which was actually prettier than it tasted. But the bookshop was like the one in You’ve Got Mail. So sweet. I found this book! And bought three of them. They were signed by the illustrator, so that was coool!

Continuing forward we found ourselves at the Flatiron Building.

In the building was the flagship store for Jo Malone
Chrome had told me about this at wine night and so we mosied inside. So nice and gracious. We all got complimentary hand massages. I smelled like a combo of gardenia and lime. Delish. MGirl, the girl who has an amazing amount of rage for the rose…smelled like roses all day. Mandrea was orange blossom and ginger honey.

We got onto the train after that and smelled the whole car right up. Kind of funny.

We headed up to the park to find the Dakota and Strawberry Fields.
I found a great John Lennon book on my first day of book buying and have been kind of hopped up on it since. This should have been an easy part of the day since I’ve been here more than once, been to the Dakota more than once, been to Strawberry Fields MORE THAN ONCE.

Navigation Setting: DUMBASS!!!

we apparently got off the train, came above ground and walked right the fuck past it. Straight up to 81st. gah. Then we turned (because I said so) and walked thru the park. Well, not THROUGH the park per se. We walked on the street that goes over, that is walled in by big rock walls that don’t let you INTO said park. So. We walked over to 5th avenue. Turned and got back into the park. Walked across again, found the Dakota. Found Strawberry Fields. And walked BACK over to 5th ave to catch a bus. Good. God.

Took the bus down 5th ave, saw all the shiney shops and went to meet Kizz and Chrome for a bite before theatre. ESPN zone was the mothership for Madchen. She, being the sports lover that she is, was in her happy zone.

We met Seth at the theatre, he got to use the fourth ticket. (ROGER–THANK YOU SO MUCH FROM ALL FOUR OF US!!!) Young Frankenstein was a fun little show! The first Broadway taste for Mgirl and Mandrea. The second for Seth. It was a big big show. Lot’s of show. The singing and dancing and sets were grand. We laughed. It was Mel Brooks to the nth degree. A fun night to be sure.

As we got out of the show, said our goodbyes, I discovered that (remember the setting was at DUMBASS today) oh yes. I’ve lost my metrocard. This is the card that lets me ride public transportation. GAH. In 8 or 9 trips, I’ve never done this!!! Oh well. After a little panic, I regrouped, Mgirl found herself a slice of pizza, I found an ATM and we got our asses back to Brooklyn.

none of us moved in our sleep. at all. Today, it’s 9:40 and we’re still sippin coffee, noshing on hummus, no showers have been taken, and we’re all sucked into the Today show.

Yesterday…almost killed us…and we worked HARD for our Happy.

However, it didn’t. And it was totally worth it.

Today, we split up. Kizz and I head to our day, the girls head to shopping. We are seeing August: Osage County this afternoon, and tonight Chrome, Kizz and I are seeing Spring Awakening.

I.
Love.
New York.

and I love these women. and I love you.

well…thanks everyone for not telling me how stupid I was yesterday with the wrong title and oh yeah. Kalen’s birthday is TODAY. good grief. we will blame it on the travel and the class and the fact that my brain was THIS CLOSE to exploding.

Had just the best best best time last night. Kizz hosted a little gathering in which my friends got to all gather. Chrome was here and I gave her the most rockin fringe EVER. (that’s what we fancy hair types call bangs.) She brought Vanessa and Nancy and they were both amazing women. Seth came and I cut his hair and he gave me coloring books for which I am so giddy!!! This man is FUN-KNEE.

We had snacks and cream cheese deviled eggs and good wine. We laughed and laughed and had just the best time.

We are gearing up for another day of seeing everything our eyeballs can hold. About to walk out the door. Tonight is Young Frankenstein. Seth might get to come too. Wahoo!! Ok. shit. the girls are ready now so I’m outta here. Ciao baby!

Oh and by the way, Stupid Ass Pailn is here today. Brushing up on her U.N. ass kissing. Don’t worry. If we see her, I”m sure something innapropriate will come out of my mouth. What makes this day any different from another?

Today is Sweet Kalen’s birthday!! she’s a work girl…not to be confused with working girl…some of whom we saw last night! Anyways, she’s one of my favorite people and I am say that I’m missing her day, but will be celebrating here with her in mind!

This afternoon when we get out of class, we’re treading thru the dregs of Canal Street to buy knockoff purses, and other crap we cannot live without. I’ll also hunt for a supply house to get hair stuff for tonight’s hair bangapalooza. The best part?

THE DEVILED EGG OF THE DAY PLACE IS FOR DINNER TONIGHT!!!!

I wish ALL of you were here with me.

i really really do.

Oh sweet heaven above…we made it. We arrived yesterday around noon thirty. Mandrea, having survived her severe flight anxiety via a few chemicals was a little worse for wear but we managed to get to Brooklyn, get unpacked-ish, gear up for more seeing and headed to the Village. West village I believe. Magnolia Bakery for Mandrea, Biography Bookshop for moi, we saw somewhat of a protest of said bakery, complete with dancing girls and boys in drag. We found ourself Carrie’s Stoop. Yep. The actual brownstone used to film her apartment for SATC. It was an occasion. We dined at Cowgirl. We had margaritas and Chrome did her 30 second commercial for us that was brilliant. Twelve kinds of brilliant.

Today was class. Mind blowing, freak the eff out color class. I have more to say on that subject but we have a line for the computer. The class is great. I’ve already learned a whole shitload gob. And we have yet another day.

We did Yankee Stadium today. Took great photos. Bought some swag. Got back on the train and headed to Grand Central. More photos. Found beer. I was in great need of beer. My blood alcohol level had dipped dangerously low. We found sushi. Brilliant sushi. We had our first celebrity sighting. Bobby Canavale. Remember him? Will’s policeman boyfriend from will and grace. It was great. He was delicious!!

We have laughed. We have been social. We are all laid out on the couch and pull out bed along with the two cats and the dog.

It’s time for bed. We still have THREE WHOLE FRAKING DAYS!!!! I have three plays yet to see! holy fucking shit!!!

Tomorrow night I’m banging hair. two women cuts. one color. one men’s cut. All friends that live here. All friends that I love. I am happy to be in their company.

Ok. there very well might be a revolt if I don’t hand over the internt.

Ciao! more to come!

so. it’s here. I think i’m packed. all but the getting ready bits that will go in tomorrow morning.

Just got back from a delightful dinner with the Purple Pool Gal Pals. We ate, and had some cold beer and laughed and told stories. I excused myself early and stopped to get a little gas in Bella. I’m so grown up. Now, It’s a once over of the house, making housesitting notes for M’lynn and off to the bed. I think I’ll be able to sleep. I’m tired. My mind is racing but I think…I think I can.

The alarm will go off at 3am. What the fuck???? Yes. our flight was originally scheduled for 6:40, which is early, granted. However it was bumped up to 6am. which means get to the airport around 4:30 in order to get parked and toted to the terminal. Then the checking in and the security which shouldn’t be too bad, one hopes. Then…then I will breathe.

Once we land at La Guardia, I’ll call Kizz who will activate operation pick us up and away we’ll go!!!!

my mecca awaits.
I’ll be here sporadically, or frequently. depends. but I’ll be thinking of you, and wishing you were with me. I love you. and I love George Clooney.

The countdown has begun. For real this time. I’m pretty much packed. All the major things other than my tools from work for the class, and my getting ready stuff, and getting the house cleaned up and ready for M’Lynn to take care of mail and livestock, I think I’m ready.

Talked to Chrome for awhile last night and just got more calm about the packing and excited about the trip. I actually went to bed early and slept quite well. So that’s good.

that’s pretty much all I have to report! I’ll write more tonight and throughout the week. For now, must hit the showers.

Happy Friday, ya’ll!!!!!!!

Well, it begins tonight. I’ve borrowed a suitcase and done the laundry. I’ve made mental list after list. Today I will actually make a hard copy of said lists and when I get home will begin the packing.

This doesn’t really stress me out too much. It used to. I’d freak out and pack EVERYTHING. Every necklace, every shoe, every piece of something that I could possibly want just in case. I don’t do that anymore. The only thing that makes me nervous is my lack of cute clothes. I always have a small moment of anxiety about if I’ll measure up.

Yes. I know. Once I get there, it makes no difference. For the class, I need two somewhat nice ensembles. There’s a point though, when comfort overrides fashion. So I’ve got to find a happy medium.

COMFORTABLE SHOES!!!! I know. I’m all in for that one.

The weather looks about the same as it is here. Perfectly Fall. That makes me incredibly happy. Layers. Jackets. Nice nice nice.

I’m ready to be there. I’ve got most of the Race For the Cure details sent to Bonusmom. I’ve got someone lined up to be in charge of mail and the livestock. I’m getting off work at 4 tomorrow to get more stuff done before a dinner gathering with the Purple Pool Gal Pals, then home to fake sleep and up at the crack of ass to get to the airport! That’s the part that gives me fever blisters. The stress of not oversleeping, of getting there and finding parking and getting on the little people mover and getting checked in and getting thru security and THEN…only then do I somewhat calm myself.

Ok kids. I must gulp down more coffee, get myself in the shower and get to work. I actually have a full day! Yahoooooooo!!!

Have a blessed one.

oh yeah, are any of you picking up True Blood? it’s the new HBO series. I got HBO free for a year so I’m all over it. SOOOO good.

I freaking LOVE it. It’s like Twilight plus Anita Blake plus a little HBO delicious characters in one big fat burrito of vamp. DELISH!!