#KindnessCounts

"Adrienne.  You may want to sit down for this." These are the first few sentences out of my best girlfriends mouth relayed to be over the phone this afternoon as I reach my New York city apartment in, literally, 105 heat. I wipe off the sweat from my upper lip and fumble oddly nervously for my keys, already predicting what words are going to come out of her mouth.  I reach the top of my stairs, jolt into my room to do exactly what my old college roommate told me to do--sit down. Sit down as she tells me what I already knew she was going to tell me. "I'm pregnant." Wow.  My best girlfriend is pregnant.  How wonderfully unexpected.  Exciting.  Amazing.  Every adjective that goes with those words and more. I couldn't be more ecstatic for her and her husband and the crazy awesome journey they will now take, not only as newly weds, but new parents.   Wow. And as we chatted in our usual manner, I joke about becoming "Aunt Adrienne"

9/28/10 So, today is the day that I keep finding old blog entries that I have been waiting on my little laptop, waiting for thousands of unknown Americans to read.  So, today is the day that I post them.  This is the day that I post them.  This is from the date posted above.  Life, so interesting, isn't it?  This is even more interesting since I know what TODAY'S post will actually be about... Sooo...to put it mildly, the last few weeks of my life have been, well...INSANE.   Yeah yeah yeah, I know.  I said, that I would put memories in here.  I will.  These will be memories too, right? Anyway, so as I type, I am on my way to Texas.  And you probably just said, “Why is she going to Texas?”.  I’m not getting into that yet though because you want to know what?  Last night I was in Baltimore.  The day before that-Virginia.  The day before that-Louisiana.  Three days before that-Tennessee.  A week before that, Atlanta.  Before that, NYC.  And, guess what, before that PA

12/8/10 I found the following entry in one of my first feeble attempts to start a blog.  And I thought I would post it.  It was while I was doing Cabaret in New Hampshire, unknowing of what an amazing year I was to have.   So I have been in my own little world working here in New Hampshire and usually, when I am on a contract, I sort of loose myself.  Not in a bad way--I just tend to think of those I am with and really just what I am doing--not too much else.  Which, in some ways, is a great thing.  I am very good at living in the moment and loving what I am doing.  But, in many ways, it’s a selfish way of thinking.  Maybe it’s been since I moved to New York or maybe it’s me growing up or just (as morbid as it may sound) realizing the reality of life and how short it really it is--but I have found that I miss a lot of people, a lot of friends that are in my life that I don’t get to see as much as I wish I could. I talked to a close friend of mine the other day--I hadn’t gotten