I have an amazing family. Wonderful and loyal friends. Two dogs that would do anything for us.
But I am also thankful for:
orange seeds
the space heater in my office
the down comforter that my husband had before I met him that keeps us beyond cozy on cold nights
green beans (because after 35 years I actually like them and the kid will eat them too)
the bedtime ritual for the kid
the mountain hikes I am minutes away from
Friday, November 27, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
resolution check in
Here were my new years resolutions. How have I been doing... hmmmm....
Finish the two big writing projects that I have on my desk. One got done, still working on the other - one and 1/2 months to go.
Eat better, feed the family better food. This is going well. Better choices. expanding the repertoire.
make a fantastic cake. I conquered butter cream frosting, fondant, but not the actual cake - but I baked bread!
exercise (of course...) hahahahahahah okay I am walking more
walk the dogs more doing better here
Take a vacation with the husband and the kid this did happen, but husband had to work a lot and I worked too. we suck. maybe the holidays will be better.
have at least one DATE a month with the husband - that does NOT involve an opening night or theatre or work FAIL
Spend more time with Friends doing better here
Use the telescope with the kid once. but now that it is dark at 5...
the backyard (nothing more needs to be said) - 1/2 done.
the kitchen (paint those cabinets and the walls) - guess what is going on the list for next year!
be better about money and really get a handle on the cash flow - out of credit card debt!
No more new TV Shows TiVoed!!!!! Big fail. Got addicted to a couple new things...damn the magic box
Less TV... less TV... less TV... more books - think the reading list will be better this year
Finish the two big writing projects that I have on my desk. One got done, still working on the other - one and 1/2 months to go.
Eat better, feed the family better food. This is going well. Better choices. expanding the repertoire.
make a fantastic cake. I conquered butter cream frosting, fondant, but not the actual cake - but I baked bread!
exercise (of course...) hahahahahahah okay I am walking more
walk the dogs more doing better here
Take a vacation with the husband and the kid this did happen, but husband had to work a lot and I worked too. we suck. maybe the holidays will be better.
have at least one DATE a month with the husband - that does NOT involve an opening night or theatre or work FAIL
Spend more time with Friends doing better here
Use the telescope with the kid once. but now that it is dark at 5...
the backyard (nothing more needs to be said) - 1/2 done.
the kitchen (paint those cabinets and the walls) - guess what is going on the list for next year!
be better about money and really get a handle on the cash flow - out of credit card debt!
No more new TV Shows TiVoed!!!!! Big fail. Got addicted to a couple new things...damn the magic box
Less TV... less TV... less TV... more books - think the reading list will be better this year
Thursday, November 12, 2009
the voice from above
Call from agent.
"What plays are you writing?"
I describe them.
"The 5 women one - comedy?"
Yes, but quirky, my reply.
"Send it to me ASAP. You're on my mind. I want to get you produced. ______ is looking for comedies."
Thanksgiving okay?
"Get it done."
Yes, ma'am.
Guess I know what I'm working on. Love those subtle kicks in the tuckus.
"What plays are you writing?"
I describe them.
"The 5 women one - comedy?"
Yes, but quirky, my reply.
"Send it to me ASAP. You're on my mind. I want to get you produced. ______ is looking for comedies."
Thanksgiving okay?
"Get it done."
Yes, ma'am.
Guess I know what I'm working on. Love those subtle kicks in the tuckus.
Monday, November 09, 2009
Juices
Hey there creative juices - where in the hell have you been the last 9 months? I loose my job in Feb... and have been waiting for you to arrive... I have done everything to get you to come play with me. And NOW you pay me a visit. I'm so pleased and honored to have you all here with me - but did all of you have to come at once?
I don't know which one of you to pay attention to first. I know I can't give you all the one-on-one time you deserve right now.
But, I promise that I will work with each of you - but ya gotta be patient.
One at a time kids.
Now, get in an orderly line in my brain and help me elect who goes first.
I don't know which one of you to pay attention to first. I know I can't give you all the one-on-one time you deserve right now.
But, I promise that I will work with each of you - but ya gotta be patient.
One at a time kids.
Now, get in an orderly line in my brain and help me elect who goes first.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
writing
A friend of mine is giving up the internet for a year.
I know.
Think about the implications of that.
But, then in dawned on me. 15 years ago, I lived in a different country with no computer and no cell phone. I had a scheduled time when I would go to a pay phone, call my parents collect, they would refuse the charges and then they would call me back. Depending on the name I used, they knew which public phone to call me back on. I would chat with them for about 20 minutes and that was it.
I became an avid letter writer. My mom, my friends, my grandparents, would all receive letters. One of my dearest friends would write to me every day, but only mail once a week. I did the same with her. The weekly deliciously large envelops were thrilling to receive. Like a Jane Austin heroine, I would take my mail, run to my room, lock the door and devour the read. We both used these yellow tablets that would fit beautifully (without having to fold) into a 6X9 envelop.
I had a ritual of sitting at my desk every night to compose a letter. I carried a notepad in my bag to record any silly thing that would happen during the day.
I still have all the letters my friend wrote me. My grandmother saved all the letters I sent her.
I kept a journal too. Since I didn't have a computer, it was hand written on school purchased notepads. I wrote incredibly small to save paper (I knew I would end up bringing these home with me).
I don't remember longing for more information. I don't remember ever feeling out of touch with anyone.
Now I spend so much time reading the "news feed" on facebook or playing inane games. It's a huge time suck.
I know.
Think about the implications of that.
But, then in dawned on me. 15 years ago, I lived in a different country with no computer and no cell phone. I had a scheduled time when I would go to a pay phone, call my parents collect, they would refuse the charges and then they would call me back. Depending on the name I used, they knew which public phone to call me back on. I would chat with them for about 20 minutes and that was it.
I became an avid letter writer. My mom, my friends, my grandparents, would all receive letters. One of my dearest friends would write to me every day, but only mail once a week. I did the same with her. The weekly deliciously large envelops were thrilling to receive. Like a Jane Austin heroine, I would take my mail, run to my room, lock the door and devour the read. We both used these yellow tablets that would fit beautifully (without having to fold) into a 6X9 envelop.
I had a ritual of sitting at my desk every night to compose a letter. I carried a notepad in my bag to record any silly thing that would happen during the day.
I still have all the letters my friend wrote me. My grandmother saved all the letters I sent her.
I kept a journal too. Since I didn't have a computer, it was hand written on school purchased notepads. I wrote incredibly small to save paper (I knew I would end up bringing these home with me).
I don't remember longing for more information. I don't remember ever feeling out of touch with anyone.
Now I spend so much time reading the "news feed" on facebook or playing inane games. It's a huge time suck.
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