Talk.....Whispers....

My voice is gone and my throat still hurts like crazy!

Yesterday's performance was incredible, the cast party was fun--although I pretty much had very little voice at that point.

I went for the couch pretty early and watch a movie. The rest was badly needed.

Today I drove out to Dallas for a Management Meeting. I took a CPR class this morning with a Vietnam vet as the instructor. He's also a fire fighter/paramedic and a sheriff deputy/chaplain. He's on of those older guys that teaches old school and doesn't really care if he offends or not. I was very interested in what he had to say....and he didn't hold back.

I struggled through the afternoon presentation and felt my head drop once. I was ultra sleepy with the lights dimmed and the owner of the company talking with a smooth, slow voice......

When I got home this afternoon with the kids, I went for the couch-hollared at the younger one to change into her tumbling outfit and then I might have konked out. When I woke up I felt terrible-almost to tears that my older one took care of the younger one and they had to feed themselves. This is one of those rare times when I would like to put down my independance and let someone take care of the girls and me. Then again......

So back to the couch I go. Dinner for me was some ice and a frozen veggie serving.

Mood: Exhausted.

Opening Night...

ROCKED!!!!

I had the best compliment EVER after the show by an audience member. A lady came up to me and said she didn't like me.....then she followed up with...I didn't like your character! I'm sure I like you, but your character wasn't nice!!

That was cool!! Plus..my ending scene (which is my favorite) was AWESOME!!!

My grandparents came and liked it, my mom came and gave me three thumbs up.....yes, don't poke fun at my mother, she has three thumbs-she can't help it!

Good day.

AWESOME performance by all. Incredibly smooth!

Come see it, come see it!!

Mood: Excited.

Cat On a Hot Tin Roof

Come see it!!! (Click on pic to enlarge.)

Facebook invite with some more info here.

Off 380 players website with info here.

Mood: Inviting.

We have a show!!!

It went fantastic tonight!! Incredibly fantastic!!! I am sooo excited. I have always been excited to be a part of a show but this one feels extremely great.

Media night was tonight and I'm not sure it could have been any smoother. It was fantastic.

Update on my costume....the director is a genius. She does not get near enough credit for her big brains!!!

I'm so excited....we have a show, we have a show......We have a SHOW!!!!

Come see it!!!

Tomorrow you'll have to miss me....opening night....here.... we..... COME!!!

Mood: Thrilled!

Cold

Head cold is now full blown. You know it’s bad when I’m popping pills and drinking Dimetabb straight from the bottle. I’m fairly positive that I do NOT have the flu. I’m basing that entirely on the fact that I got the flu shot.

 

My costume is a mess. I tried to fix it last night and only made it worse. It doesn’t help that I don’t have any energy whatsoever.

 

I’ve got Dayquil, Halls Cough drops and DM Elixir spread out over my desk. My brain doesn’t feel fully functional today.

 

Last shared piece: my throat feels like someone took a blow torch to it. There’s nothing like some good nostril drainage to get one going in the morning.

 

 

Mood: Longing (for my bed).

Cop out.

I'm not sure I'm spelling that correctly. I'm halfway considering not posting until Friday night after the play or maybe Saturday around noon when my tired body finally rolls out of bed. It's busy, I have two kids at home, six more on stage and one fake one on the way for a couple of hours each night.

For the most part of today I've felt icky in a sickly kind of way. I'm not completely positive I'm going to make it through all of rehearsal tonight. Sore throat, headache, no energy whatsoever....and my fever is going up and down. Ugh.

For now....must work on the costume I've made a mess out of.

Didn't I tell ya I whine alot....well this is the spot my whining goes to.

Mood: Dragging.

My week.

I'm getting sick and I know it.

#1 I've been sneezing and sniffling my brains out for almost a month now. I've gone through a whole box of Advil Allergy....and Zyrtec....oh and that other stuff I used between the Zyrtec and the Advil that wasn't that great.

#2 I attempted to give blood today, but was denied....I had a fever and my iron was too low.

#3 Now I'm freezing and my back hurts really bad. I think the advil I took earlier has already worn off.

But it's all ok because....well....I'll think of something later. For now, I shall take more advil and go to bed.

Mood: Frail.

The Good, Bad and the Ugly.

The nemisis: She drives me crazy. The mention of her name, the thought, the sound of her voice just makes me cringe. Big Big Big time. Directly she has never done anything to do me harm, but indirectly her actions have affected me. I think her constant negativity has made her to be yukky in appearance. She is also not a bright person at all and proves it within seconds of opening her mouth.

Tonight, I actually had to make a late night call or two and go on a rant about her. Generally I try to be a calm person, but I think my something over flowed tonight. Now that I'm back to being calm and rational, I feel kinda bad. Hey, I said kinda.

The female crush: Not in a you-know-what kind of way. It's hard to explain, but she's the one that I'm drawn to with no funny business going on. She's smart, pretty, well spoken and carries herself well.

She is the one that I see or meet up and just fumble for my words, don't know what to say and just feel all giddy silly around. Today I almost crossed her path but took a different out of the way path just to avoid her. I feel bad, my I didn't want to feel like a goofball by tripping over all my words again and feeling as if I were an idoit.

The ugly: Whether its with a good or bad person, either way the ugliness can be drawn out of me. Now how do I let that happen? That is when I feel like a social experiment gone wrong: 1) Doesn't play nicely with others. 2) Has trouble interacting with others.

Mood: Introverted.

Birthday Shout Out.

Did you know today was Flickr's 5th birthday?

I'll be.

My bad, Flickr. Happy birrfday!

Mood: Belated.

Happy Love Fest Week

I called and canceled something that was ordered for Valentine's Day. I halfway considered letting it go through to its destination just to save myself the phone call and then changed my mind. That was depressing.

"Yes, Hi, Merchant of The Love Store, I need to go ahead and cancel my pre-ordered gift of love. Yep, that one. No, no, ma'am, looks like my love won't be called for this year. Yada, yada, yada......Yes, ma'am, if I change my mind, I will call back."

Speaking of wonderful romance. If you have something to say to your Valentine and don't know how, then try one of these.

Mood: Blah

Twenty Two

Today's wrap up:

I didn't get pulled over today. That is a good day for me.

A very special grandmother made her delicious tuna helper just for me. That was the sweetest thing ever.

So my dinner of a tuna fish sandwich, chips and a beer was almost the best meal ever. Why the heck am I drinking a beer? It's kinda yucky. Do these things get old? It's causing me to lose the lingering taste of my sandwich. Good bye beer.

My dog is outside my window, snoring. Loudly.

I'm tired.

I'm ready for you to rock me to sleep and sing me a sweet lullaby of how wonderful I am.

The title of 22 wasn't a mistake. It was my strange mystery for the day. You're welcome. Hang around and you'll get more strangeness from me.

Mood: Waiting.

Weight Update:

I refuse to discuss the 2 pounds that I put back on over the last week. I blame the diet commercial with the Hungry character. He’s just so cute!!

Mood: Gainful

Nice Monday.

Monday's time sheets are done, I've got a grilled chicken wrap settling nicely in my belly, and I have five minutes left in my lunch half hour.

So....lucky you, you get to hear just a smidge bit from lil ole me.

I should be running lines in my head, but I'm scared to over rehearse. Is that really possible for a blonde like me?

This week is dress rehearsal week at the stage and I'm starting out this week on the tired, worn out side. (Note to self: get more rest on the weekends.)

I have family and friends confirming their required/requested/begged presence in the audience. I am excited. My grandparents are even stopping back by to see it. They came to see me in Curious Savage and requested show dates for my next appearance.

OK-now go to this website and decide which performance you are going to attend. If you are nice, I might even grace you with my autograph after the show. I'll use my fake-pregnant belly as a make-shift shelf just for grins.

Mood: Reminding.

Youtube entertainment.

You can find the song for a dollar minus a penny on the good old itunes.

Mood: I like different.

Complaint Department

Dear t-shirt selling website,

I would like to pronounce, for the record, that I am not too pleased with you right now. As I look over my shoulder at the cute little shirt I bought from you, I have a big problem with it....its TOO little. When you say woman's medium.... exactly what do you classify as medium? You have done the ultimate wrong to me.....you made me feel .......*Gasp*......fat!! And we all know I am .....*sigh*......not a ......*deep breath*.....a size.....LARGE!

I ordered the woman's medium and it fit my daughter. My ten year old daughter. Don't mind me....I was just hopping to feel good about myself by actually buying ME something to wear after losing ten pounds. Ten pounds!!

Adios, Mr. T-Shirt Selling Website,
See if I visit you again!!!

Mood: Bloated, maybe?

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Here is how I just ended my lovely weekend.

It kind of reminds of last week. Here.

Now what's that contraption called that lets you control your desired (legal) speed. Oh yea...cruise control. I'm not sure my station wagon is equipped with that.

Mood: Slowing Down.

Oh. No. Dog in sickly ways.

Both dogs were tested for heartworms out of routine. We have never done this before but the vet strongly recommended this after the last visit.

Benji has tested positive. Izzy negative. Izzy has been prescribed heartworm prevention, but Benji is currently waiting on more blood work to be sent to a lab in California. Then its suggested for him to undergo treatment and will stay at the vet for a week. I understand the treatment is very rough on the dog. I'm not sure I could put him through that.

The vet might have said a dollar figure out loud that infected my heart. I didn't argue because I had little girl tears traveling down sad faces beside me. There's still good reason to be optimistic over this, but there's no telling how bad this is since he's not been tested before.

If you have a dog....GO get it tested. Now! Read no further....leave me and call your local friendly vet.

Not good. I don't deal with broken hearts very well.....especially of my children.

Mood: Feeling Pain.

Busy day.

-Dogs to vet for heartworm tests.

-Costume search and resewing fake pregnant belly.

-Lines, lines, lines.

-Birthday party for kids to go to.

-I'm working a jog in there somewhere. Maybe.

-And tonight......we wine with cards. Yum!!!

-Until then.....check out my twitter. I'm gonna post a pic of my new t-shirt.

Mood: Busy.

Babies, babies....

I got a text message from a friend stating they gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

Five minutes later I got another text from another friend asking for prayer for a pregnant mom not able to hear a heartbeat.

What a happy scary world we live in.

Mood: Sweet and Sour.

David After Dentist

Funny Video. Kid goes to dentist to get teeth pulled, doc gives him drugs and dad films.

Mood: Giggling.