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Home Is...

This was something I posted on social media back about a month ago.  I want to keep it because I do feel it in my heart of hearts and wanted to share in the blog world.  




When I graduated college, I was so thrilled and invigorated by the thought and ability to travel for performing jobs. And I did-for years. My permanent address was my parents and I drove to every gig-from Wisconsin to Florida to Delaware and everywhere in between, in my trusty red Honda, Rhonda. Each travel adventure was more exciting than the last and each gig I was at, I would start to feel at home. I thought this feeling was mostly because I would be there for months on end and because of that, often made lasting friendships. I loved it and even after I moved to New York City, I still continued to travel and perform. But even in NYC, I found little places in the city that I wouldn’t have to fight for space or attention. The health food store my boyfriend and new friends worked at. The apartment I shared with my bes…

Just Showing Up Is...

I’ve always said, “Don’t offer. Just do it.” It’s a hard concept to always follow through on but when you do, it’s usually accepted. And more than that, needed. Be kind. Be empathetic. Listen without judgement. And show up. Take the risk to show up.

Love is...

Love is your partner telling you to go to bed the minute you walk through the door of your home after a long of travels because he knows how much sleep you require. Love is then him staying up to care for the dog who is bounding around the apartment because she's so excited your home. Love is waking up the next morning and opening the fridge to hurriedly make a coffee and then you see your lunch box. It's full of food for your work meal today because he stayed up and did that too-because he knows how much you hate having to use your lunch time to go get it somewhere else. Love is all of these things. And though I'm blurry eyed, spent and probably don't smell the best from a wonderful long weekend-my love comes in a guy who did some simple things to make my morning even better. So today, though I know it's important to see the hate in the world so we can diverge and learn from it, I'm going to focus on the love in my life. And In my heart. ...And in my lunchbox…

Saying Thank You Is...

This is an old post from my facebook wall but thought it might get your Tuesday to start off right.  Just say thank you...it really is that easy.

Today, as I was on my early morning commute to work, I was driving in the section that I always dread. It's where the traffic gets insanely thick and people are constantly cutting one another off, getting into turn lanes just to skip practically everyone who is on the slower side, to only then almost cause an accident by swerving to get into the correct side after bypassing all others. Then there are cars on cross streets where these people don't have traffic lights and are frantically trying to pull in when there's not even a second of space. Those in the other lanes won't allow these on the side to pull in for fear of wasting more of their time or precious space.


And today, at 7:30 AM, I was on the main line of traffic, whilst I could tell that another person was trying to get across traffic to our side. Though I had the gree…

Try to Have a Good Night...

Some days you teach two three hour classes back to back and for some reason, agree to a three hour birthday party after that. Even after a successful birthday party and a happy birthday girl, you have a sore throat and we’re not rewarded with a tip from the family. Begrudgingly you take a whole pizza from the party that was left unwanted and split it with your also exhausted co teacher. You walk the half mile back to your car (because that’s where you have to park so you don’t have to move your car constantly or pay), all things weighing on your back and in your arms. You finally reach your car and plop down full weight with a sigh, thankful to finally be sitting. (And vow here and now to never stand again!)


You start to drive home and then you see her. You’ve seen her before-standing on the corner of the funeral home on Beverly Blvd, holding a sign you can never read quickly enough because you’re driving by. You’ve thought about it before. “Maybe I should stop and offer her whatever I…

Opposites DO Attract

A conversation last night, whilst laying in bed in the dark:

Me:  ...what are you thinking about?

Hubs:  Oh, going to law school.  Changing my entire career and what it would take.

Hubs:  ....what about you?

Me:  Well...if I could wear my strappy black sports bra with my blank tank top and if it would look cute or weird.

Hubs:  This just summed up our relationship and the differences on how we look at life. 

YEP.

Oooooo Child, Things Are Gonna Get Easier....

So, last night I had a meltdown.  Yes, as you have read, I've had a few of those here and there since we moved to LA.  Not because I don't want to be here or that I don't like it--actually, I am loving A LOT of things about LA.  I love that I have a hallway in my apartment.  Oh, and I love my apartment.  I LOVEEEEE (did I say love?) the weather.  I love that I can choose to bike, hike, bus, or car my way to my destinations.  I love that my career in theatre/arts/whatever mish mush of work I put together isn't my everything and all (though that's been probably one of the biggest adjustments).  I love that people are so much nicer here.  I love at the Starbucks guy or girl always asks me if I want the full 4 pumps of flavoring in my coffee because it can be a little too sweet and I always say, "Thank you" and take 2 instead.  I love that people think I'm 20 years old.  And I love that in a whole, LA and California has been much less stressful EVEN WITH …