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Daily prompt: Inside the actor’s studio

14 Nov

Daily prompt from November 12, 2013: On the interview show Inside the Actors’ Studio, host James Lipton asks each of his guests the same ten questions. What are your responses?

1. What is your favorite word? Oh, there are so many. Judging from what I hear myself say, “whereas” and “hence” and “ergo” and “awesome” and “dude”.  I apparently mix intelligent words and the words of Jeff Spicoli.

2. What is your least favorite word? Probably “literally” when it’s used wrong. Do you mean literally or figuratively? GET IT STRAIGHT.

3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually, or emotionally? Dancing. DUH.

4. What turns you off? Annoying, petty, pessimistic, passive-aggressive people.

5. What is your favorite curse word? The F-bomb. ALWAYS.

6. What sound or noise do you love? My friends and I sitting in a coffeeshop, talking and laughing.

7. What sound or noise do you hate? The sound when the dentist scrapes your teeth.

8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? Actor. Not that I could do, I just wish I could.

9. What profession would you not like to do? Middle-school teacher. Those people are SAINTS. And should be the highest paid people ever.

10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? “Well done!”

Weekly roundup

28 Oct

Last week, I…

*Blogged more than once! Woo hoo!

*Celebrated my dance anniversary. Four years! And what a great four years.

*Had an amazing chai cinnamon roll with coffee while catching up with my cousin at a great new coffee shop.

mmm cinnamon rolls

*Bought a very big bag of cough drops because of my bronchitis WHICH I STILL HAVE.

big-ass bag of cough drops

It’s getting better though.

*Told you about the way I listen to music and the podcasts I listen to.

*Got the lamest fortune cookie. It’s not a fortune cookie, it’s a cliché statement cookie.

fortune cookie

*Had four dance lessons! In one week! It was great – too bad I can’t do that every week. But at least I can do one a week at a minimum.

*Ate dinner with MK, which hadn’t happened in far too long.

*Finished knitting another hat for a friend of mine. Then I went through all my leftover yarn. The yarn bins are bursting – so new rule: all new projects must use yarn I already have.

(And happy birthday today to my dad!)

What I did on my summer vacation

12 Jun

Or at least what I did the last six weeks that I haven’t been able to do anything like run. Or bike. Or dance. Or wash dishes. Or knit. Well, OK, it was just the last two weeks I couldn’t wash dishes or knit, but still. Annoying. But really, what else can you do when you look like this?

gimpy-me
SIGH.

So what DID I do?

I went on a boat ride on Lake Minnetonka with people from the dance studio. It was fun, but it was the day after my surgery so it was a bit exhausting. I got a bit crabby, but I think it was that I was annoyed with the surgery. I was back to feeling that my life was on hold AGAIN, like I did after I broke my foot.

I started going to church again on a regular basis. I had kinda fallen out of that practice, but I really felt the need to go back. So I did, and it was great. And I started doing some bible study with two friends of mine. Which has been really interesting.

I saw a bunch of friends. I tried to stay busy and keep an active social life, since I wasn’t at the studio much and that’s a big part of my social life. I had dinner with friends, watched Sunday night PBS with MH. I saw “The Great Gatsby” with my book club. I went to Showcase. I had coffee with friends.

I worked some overtime at my day job. It’s our busy time of year, and it was completely my choice to do it. But it helped me stay ahead at work and not get so stressed. Plus I get time-and-a-half, so why not?

I dogsat for my friend WH again. She got a new cat (that makes two cats and two dogs), and the new cat THINKS he’s a dog. But look at that face!

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So stinkin’ cute. I’m not much of a cat person AT ALL, but he was hard to resist. Especially when he demanded to sit on my lap and then fell asleep.

I watched TV. I caught up on Foyle’s War, rewatched Arrested Development and watched the new season, I caught up on Psych, I watched more of the West Wing, I watched all of House of Cards, I watched some past Project Runway, and I started a new series (well, not new, it aired on BBC around 10 years ago) called Monarch of the Glen. Thank you, Netflix and Hulu. You really helped me get through the last 6 weeks.

I knew I was starting to feel better because I felt like reading this past weekend. I read “The Devil in the White City”. If you haven’t read it, and you like mysteries, read it. It was really good. A little creepy because, you know, serial killers and all. But it’s well-written and a very interesting story. That’s not a story, really, as it’s describing about stuff that really happened. Non-fiction! That’s the phrase I was looking for.

And I thought. A lot. A LOT. Me with nothing to do and no physical activity leads to thoughts. Thankfully, not the thinky place. But thoughts. I realized I like working out. And I actually like running. *Shudder* Well, I like the way I feel after working out. So I know it’s important. And I know it really helps with my mental attitude. I also realized that when I go back to dance, I want to have more fun. I don’t want to get frustrated with me or my progress or my teacher. But a lot of that starts with me and my attitude. I want to just enjoy it. I want to enjoy that I’m there, enjoy that I can do it (now that I know what not doing it feels like), enjoy that I can do it well, and enjoy just the whole process. I still want to be good; I’m still driven in that regard. But I don’t want to forget to have fun. So I need to remind myself of that each and every time I go to the studio until it doesn’t need to be a conscious thought anymore.

Oh, and I also drank. And gained a few pounds. Because, you know…not doing the normal amount of physical activity coupled with sitting and doing nothing except watch TV can lead to that.

But…starting Monday, I can ease back into running. THANK GOD. Tomorrow I’m going to try biking. And then one week from today, I get to DANCE again.

Weekly roundup

15 Apr

Last week, I…

*Had dance lessons with a different teacher while mine was on vacation. It’s always interesting to work with another teacher. But it makes me appreciate how well my regular teacher and me work together. Not that the exchange lessons weren’t great – they were, just not as great as my regular lessons.

*Started dog-sitting for a friend of mine. My two companions:

bailey      meg

More on our adventures soon.

*Practiced at the studio again with my friend SH. I really enjoy that. It’s like having a workout buddy. But for dancing. But it’s not a dance partner. You know what I mean.

*Wondered what I should be writing about on my blog.

*Watched “The Count of Monte Cristo” with my book club. We had just read it for book club, so we watched the movie as a group. That was fun! We’re reading “The Great Gatsby” for this month, so maybe we’ll watch that when the new movie version comes out in May.

*Went for frozen yogurt with SP because it’s spring. Kinda. Because this is totally a spring forecast:

spring
I don’t know why it says Mendota Heights when I’m in St Paul.

No? Oh well. It is what it is. I want it to get warmer just so people stop complaining ALL THE TIME about the weather.

*Worked out A LOT. Which felt great. And tiring.

All in all, a pretty awesome week!

No kids, no topics

13 Apr

My blog is small. Which is totally fine. I’m not in this to make money or have thousands of readers. (Good thing – I’d be sorely disappointed!) I write mainly as a form of therapy and to entertain the 3 of you who actually read this. Oh, and thanks to the 3 of you!

Part of the reason I haven’t been writing more is a lack of topics. There hasn’t been drama in my life to rant about. Which is good, I guess. But I also feel like I don’t have a topic I can go back to all the time.

I don’t have kids. And I don’t develop food recipes. And those two things seem to be easy topics to go back to for inspiration.

Kids always have great stories. I got a good post out of my friend’s kids when I babysat. And if I had kids, they’d be an easy source for post ideas.

I cook and bake but always using someone else’s recipes. So if I write about them, it’d be nothing new really.

If I write about dancing, I want to be respectful of my teacher’s privacy. And I wonder…do you really want to hear all the details about my lessons and the technique and where I struggle? I think it’d be boring for you.

As I write this though, I realize…it really shouldn’t matter what you want to hear, right? I should write about what I want to write about, regardless if it’s interesting to you. (Watch for some posts on Cuban motion then.) So I’ll start writing again, and you can read what you want. (Let me know if there is something you’d like to hear me talk about.)

In the meantime, here is one thing I’m good at posting….T-Rex!

dinosaur moves

Yep, still makes me laugh out loud.

Daily prompt: Prized possession

7 Apr

Daily prompt from April 2: Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a child. What became of it?

I don’t remember having a lot of “prized possessions” as a child. I had the usual books and toys and stuff. I still have some of those books: my Little House books, my Betsy-Tacy books, my All-of-a-Kind Family books. I still have my Fisher-Price circus train.

circus-train
This isn’t mine; mine’s in a box in the basement.

But my most treasured possession from my childhood is my teddy bear. I was in the hospital for a surgery over my third birthday. I still remember a friend of my mom’s coming to see me and bringing me this teddy bear as a gift. I called him Teddy (original, right?) and I slept with it every night as a kid. And when I stopped sleeping with it, I made sure it didn’t get thrown out.

He went to college with me, sitting on a shelf in the dorms. While I was married, he sat on a bookshelf in the kitchen. During that time, I found a cute little wooden rocker that is designed for dolls, I think. But it was the perfect size for him, so I got it. He’s been sitting in the rocker ever since. When I moved home to help my parents, he sat in the rocker in my room. Now in this apartment, he sits in the rocker on my nightstand.

He was a great source of security for me as a kid. And as a result, he means a great deal to me. So much, that I panicked this week for a split second. We’re dogsitting for a friend. Tony is a two-year-old lab mix. That equals great energy. One night this week, he was wandering around. He went in my room and took Teddy off the rocker and started carrying him around. I’m sure Tony just thought he was a stuffed dog toy. Luckily Tony dropped him as soon as I told him too. But I had visions of Teddy being chewed up. Teddy’s been through quite a few surgeries already in his life to fix holes. I didn’t want to have to do more. And for a brief moment, I was terrified that Teddy would be destroyed. And that would be devastating.

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But he’s fine, he’s sitting in his rocker in my room, and I know I’ll have him for the rest of my life.

Where to begin…

16 Feb

You know, it’s weird. I haven’t posted consistently in a while. Every so often, I’ve shared something with you, but I haven’t been here for you very much. Sorry about that.

And it’s like any friendship. The longer I go without talking to you, the harder it is to make that first move. Will you be mad that I’ve been gone? I really have no excuse for not being here other than I hadn’t made it a priority. Do you need an excuse, or will you just be glad I’m back?

I’m finally cowboying up and saying hello. Hi there! I’ve missed you. I think about you readers a lot. I just haven’t gotten around to contacting you. I hope you can forgive me and we can just move ahead with our friendship.

I promise I’ll make more of an effort to be here for you. I hope you’ll promise to come back and read my stuff.

Sound good?

And as an added bonus….T-Rex on Valentine’s Day!

t-rex-vday

Still makes me laugh. Poor T-Rex.

Daily prompt: Toot your horn

21 Jan

Daily writing challenge from January 16 (yes, I know they’re supposed to be done that same day): Most of us are excellent at being self-deprecating, and are not so good at the opposite. Tell us your favorite thing about yourself.”

Haha, an excellent exercise for me! Why? Because I am very good at finding what’s wrong with me. I am not so good at finding what’s great about me. And if I find it, I sure cannot gloat about it. So this will force me to be positive and proud.

I’d say my favorite thing about myself is my loyalty. I am extremely loyal to my friends. I will do anything to help them, I will always wish them the most happiness in life, and I will always stick up for them. I’m very loyal to my boss, because I respect him. I’m loyal to my dance teacher. And I’m very loyal to my dear friends.

loyal-friend

(By the way, you have NO idea how long it took me to come up with something and then write about it. NO IDEA. Being loyal may not be my favorite thing, but it’s one that I feel most comfortable sharing and am confident in its truth.)

Daily prompt: Call me Ishmael

6 Jan

“Scarlett O’Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.”

Who wouldn’t want that? I would love to be so captivating and charming that men don’t realize I’m not beautiful. And not even just men. I think it’d be great if people in general found me so interesting and charming and captivating. Sometimes I feel less than average – that I’m not special enough to be remembered. (This is sometimes reinforced by the fact that people sometimes don’t remember meeting me.) So I’ve always been fascinated by that description of a captivating woman.

“Gone with the Wind” is one of my favorite books. The movie is excellent, but the book is so much better. I think I was about 13 when I read it for the first time. And I’ve been hooked on it ever since. I’ve reread it so many times, the dust cover completely wore out.

gone-with-the-wind

(Yesterday’s daily prompt: Take the first sentence from your favorite book and make it the first sentence of your post.)

Writing challenge: met!

4 Jan

Remember the writing challenge? Post every day for a week?

challenge-accepted

It was difficult at times. Some days I wanted to skip writing and go to bed. Other days I wasn’t sure what to write about. But the challenge made me write, and I think it gave me some discipline I needed about writing. So I’ll keep writing, although not every day. I’ll probably aim for every day, knowing that it’s OK if I miss a day. And maybe I’ll try to not miss two days in a row.

Bottom line, though, is that I took that challenge. And you know what?

mission-accomplished

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