My theatrical year in review….

As we close 2014, I think back to what an eventful year it has been……and what an incredible year I had on stage! I got to do Mama won’t fly, Les Miserables and Southern Fried Funeral…. what an honor, such a wonderful year of production! Here’s a little look…..

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Had a few costume changes…..

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I had so much fun doing this play! Worked with so many fabulous people! I wish I could list everyone…. but it’s impossible…. So I will share some backstage pictures 🙂

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And a couple I stole from ACLT Facebook page (shhhh..)

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Mama won’t fly….. great cast…. funny play

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Yes…. those are dead cats on my head! No seriously…. loved this scene… hilarious….

And we can’t forget old Great Aunt Pawnie….. crazy old lady… this is how we age Bobbi to a 98 year old lady.

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Nothing like getting to slap your friend (Hi Melissa!), I’m sure she’ll find a way to repay me sometime in 2015…

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This year I had my first “lead” role. It was such an honor, and I hope I did Sammy Jo justice! I even went blonde…. and cut bangs…..
All for the love of theatre!

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I had never in my life had sooo many lines, I grew so much in this production….. I feel I have been updated to actress, instead of extra…. what a feeling!

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Now this next play I wasn’t in, I worked on tech and did work and design of the set…which is an honor in itself. But this production was special… it was my husband’s first role… he impressed me so much!

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Now not only was my husband in it, but the whole cast has a piece of my heart…..

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Here is my handsome husband with one of my dearest friends…. (yes that’s Melissa again… such an incredible actress, I’m honored to call her my friend, and she’s so much more than that)

…..and another with one of my beasties (yes I said beasties)….. I love this pic, two of my favorite people!

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The whole cast was phenomenal!!!!

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So there’s my theatre year in review….. Oh what a year it’s been! Looking forward to 2015!!!!

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No Santa? WHAT?

As you know I have 3 children, but today we are going to talk about my babies. Though they really aren’t babies any more, they are 6 & 7 years old.

So the Christmas season was well upon us…..

My son Joe (7), is a brat. There is no other word for him… plain and simple – BRAT!  He is mean and rotten (but cute as a button). My husband and I decided this year Santa wasn’t coming. Trying to teach the boy a lesson. We told both of them that Daddy talked to Santa, and he didn’t think he would be coming this year. He wanted them to learn to get along, clean their rooms and be respectful of all people around them. All was great… they understood.

Then here comes school. At school all the kids wrote their letters to Santa and Santa responded with a letter in the mail. One for both of them. Saying he can’t wait to visit and bring them lots of toys. And doted on how good they were this year….

Wonderful….. thank you Santa!

Now I think this a wonderful idea, don’t get me wrong. But my biggest issue….. “bring them lots of toys”…..

What about those kids whose parents can’t afford “lots” of toys? What about the ones that can’t afford anything? What do these parents do? We have a lot of low income families here. I guess that’s one way for children to find out the truth about Santa, when their little hearts are broken Christmas morning.

So after all our planning…. trying to teach our little ones a lesson is gone. I guess Santa will visit.

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Damn you old man!!!!

Yes, this may offend you…. God?

Rant coming….. May offend some…

I live in North Carolina, middle of the bible belt…. where everyone wants to “save” someone. I am not Christian, was not raised Christian. I will admit I know very little about Christianity. I have some incredible friends that are Christians, I have pagan, atheist, and Catholic friends. I do not judge…. never have, never will.

I believe what I see, what I feel…

I have not yet met…. God, Buddha, Pan, Isis, or any God you may follow. I look at life simply. I am here til it’s my time to go. Everything I do, feel or say is what is meant to be. We are all here for a reason, and everyone’s reason is different. I follow my heart. I regret nothing.

It’s hard living in a Christian community, but I love each and every minute of it. Recently I saw this meme on Facebook, (not sure if it is a true statement) though it really hit home on my feelings…

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So why do some people think I am a “bad” person cause I don’t go to church or believe in God?

I am very spiritual, I love with all I have, I give all I can and treat others with respect. I am a good person. So why don’t everyone see that? Why does it matter if I go to church every Sunday? Who am I hurting by allowing my children to find their own path? My children aren’t going to grow up the spawn of the devil cause they don’t go to church. I’m not going to teach your children to worship the devil (I don’t believe in him anyway).  I just don’t get why it matters so much?

It’s like music. I don’t care if the song is about God…. I love Christmas music, I’m not mad cause it talks about baby Jesus. They are words, they are stories…. I don’t care. When someone says to me “I’ll pray for you, or you’re in my prayers”, I thank them cause honestly I can use all I can get.

We are ALL “made” the same. We have different color skin, eyes and hair. We are all different sizes, we are comfortable in different clothes, we live in different sized homes, we eat different, we talk different. But inside we are all made up of the same stuff.

Are you Christian? …….. I love you
Are you gay, lesbian, transgender? ……. I love you
Are you too skinny, or to fat? …… I love you

Does it really matter what religion you are?

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So you ask… who is God to me? The sun, the moon, the oceans, the forests, the land I walk on. He/She is a glorious wonder known not to man, but to the heart. It’s the air I breathe, the ground beneath me, the incredible scenery I see with my eyes…. it’s everything.

Is it not how and what I teach my children….. respect, loyalty, honor…. that is seen, it’s that they don’t go to Sunday school. It kills my soul. It hurts.

Feeling blessed…

I don’t usually post personal family stuff, but this is something I want to share….

This Thanksgiving was the first time, in almost 25 years that my sister’s and parents have all been together. There is a long drawn out story for reasons why, but just know it has been a long road getting hear.

It has been less than a year since I reconnected with my baby sister. I remember her as a child, and seeing her as an adult and single mom of three girls from 8 – 17 years old, let’s say I am more than impressed. I am truly blessed to have my family back together and get to know them again!

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Here we all are, minus my dad (whose taking the picture).

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Here we are with my sister’s, my dad and myself.  Now this picture was a long time coming, first one ever! (We are 37, 38 & 39 years old.) I will cherish this!

And here we are with mom….

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Here is everyone… Yes that’s me talking to the dog!

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So here’s to new memories, and an incredibly awesome Thanksgiving! I am so blessed to have my family back, it may have been a long time coming, but it was so worth the wait…..