tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28604765041206527812024-03-13T17:59:42.377-05:00Painted Maypolepainted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.comBlogger633125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-69986792790578460682012-04-18T08:58:00.004-05:002012-04-18T09:55:26.898-05:00Behind the maskSo I'm rehearsing this new show...<br /><br />(how's that for an introduction? Hello. Long time, no blog.)<br /><br />... and it's been, for the most part, fun and challenging. It's based on some Native American folklore and I play both a Bear (dying of radiation poisoning... hey, I said BASED) and a prophetic Loon. Both characters require the wearing of ginormous woven masks, which are beautiful to behold and rather painful to wear. The thing about acting with masks is that you lose what is one of the most powerful acting tools: your face. You have to show what is happening through your body and the position of your (now ginormous) head. Small movements don't read, particularly in relation to your head, so all movements have to become bigger, cleaner, and more precise. You have to remember to keep your mask visible to the audience. Your voice has to portray more emotion and energy, and get past the mask.<br /><br />Did I mention that the masks are ginormous? And stick out a foot or so past our mouths? And are made of sound absorbing raffia and bark? And we can barely see out of them, and have little idea what exactly is happening around us?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8qvlp3Qh_0/T47U5nGqtXI/AAAAAAAACf8/ZL9MOn204gw/s1600/bear.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8qvlp3Qh_0/T47U5nGqtXI/AAAAAAAACf8/ZL9MOn204gw/s320/bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732753461903799666" border="0" /></a>(my areas of vision are out the mouth, and through a band of mesh that runs between the eyes, below the ears. Peripheral vision is non existent)<br /><br />So we have some challenges.<br /><br />Oh, and we're performing outside. In Detroit. So we are competing with birds and wind and traffic noises and helicopters and people riding by on the their bikes talking loudly into their blue tooth devices (I assume. Either that or this woman was carrying on a really boring and rational discussion with herself. Loudly.).<br /><br />I have some experience working with masks, although admittedly not of this size, so I am familiar with the changes that need to be made to accommodate this different style of performance. Simply putting on a mask makes a performance far more presentational. The stuff that works in other shows will. not. work. when you put on a mask. We have a good director and are working with a professor from the University of Michigan who specializes in mask work and comedic movement (it's a comedy. did I mention that? I'm dying of radiation in an updated Native American folktale that is billed as a physical comedy. It's kind of hard to explain).<br /><br />So, yeah. I'm working on this show. I'm enjoying the challenge and the people I'm working with. We open in 10 days.<br /><br />We've been doing a lot of our rehearsing inside, but last night did some work outside, which of course brought a lot of the areas where we are weak into strong focus. I found it exhilarating to be outside and add in this extra element of what will be our show conditions, and found myself getting louder, bigger, cleaner, etc. I found that it rose the bar for me, and I worked to meet it. Not perfectly, for sure, but we still have 10 days.<br /><br />The director seemed to recognize this, too - that I was working to meet those challenges. But it led to this really awkward moment during the notes at the end of the rehearsal. A moment where she quietly pointed out that we all need to be more cohesive and on the same page. She asked how we could achieve that. There was silence. I think everyone was having a bit of a hard time figuring out just what she was asking. I said that we should all have similar energy levels. She nodded. Pause. There was some mention of my Loon, and how "big" she is. Pause. I comment that I make her really huge and over dramatic because I see her as this crazy (loony! get it?) prophetic character. but I could tone it down if need be. The director shakes her head and says, no, the Loon IS the drama queen. Pause. Then she asks the other actors how they might be able to be more cohesive with Loon.<br /><br />Ah. So basically she is giving me a compliment... saying that I have the right idea with the style and energy. And wanting the other actors to match it. But she wants them to come to that conclusion (it's not like she hasn't been trying to get them to be bigger and cleaner all along).<br /><br />So I feel good... like I'm doing something right. Yay me! But also a bit guilty. Like I'm being used to point out other people's weaknesses. It's not the first time it's happened to me in a show. It always feels weird. It takes away from the joy of doing something right.<br /><br />Have you ever felt this way? Proud of what you're doing right, but almost guilty that others aren't getting it the way you are, and badly that you're being used as the example of what to do? The cast is a team, and we all look better when everyone meets the high bar. It's very strange being that bar.<br /><br />As if being a bear and a loon wasn't strange enough.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-81985641810443506062012-04-05T20:35:00.005-05:002012-04-05T21:25:06.107-05:00The ORIGINAL ending to The Gospel of MarkI've found it! The UNTIL NOW <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">missing</span> part of the bible that everyone else seems to be following, but I never could figure out why! As you may know, there is scholarly debate over the ending of the gospel of Mark, and most people agree that <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=mark%2016:9-20&version=NIV">Mark 16:9-20 is a later addition</a>. But I have found the REAL, ORIGINAL version of these verses (with one additional verse!), and somehow, people of today have apparently been led by the Holy Spirit to follow them even thought they had not read them. These verses also reveal that Facebook has been around for much longer than Mark Zuckerberg. The technology must have been lost around the same time as these verses were (perhaps in the destruction of Jerusalem?) and I wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Zuckerberg himself found these verses (heck, he's named after the Apostle Mark himself! It was probably preordained!) and invented Facebook, just so that we can live out our faith as Jesus wanted. That last bit, of course, is just <span style="font-weight: bold;">my</span> speculation. Regardless, I am sure that these newly found verses are authentic. Here they are, for your spiritual fulfillment:<br /><br />9 When Jesus rose early on the first day of the week, he appeared first to Mary Magdalene, but this has no significance, and does not indicate that women should be given leadership roles of any form. 10 She went and posted on Facebook that Jesus was alive, and entreated all of her friends to copy and paste. 11 When the disciples read that Jesus was alive and that Mary had seen him, they did not believe it, and decided that men should be forever in charge of women for they clearly could not be trusted. And they did not re-post.<br /><br /> 12 Afterward Jesus appeared in a different form to two of them while they were walking in the country. 13 He told them that it didn't matter if they had to miss worship for things like sleeping in, sports events, or going to a movie. Worship and community were just suggestions, and not all that important, really, to the living out of their faith. In fact, he wasn't sure why he ever bothered to mention them at all.<br /><br /> 14 Later Jesus appeared to the Eleven as they were eating; he rebuked them for their lack of faith and their stubborn refusal to re-post Mary's status.<br /><br /> 15 He said to them, “Go into all the world and re-post the gospel to all your friends. 16 Whoever re-posts will be saved, but whoever does not re-post will be condemned."<br /><br />17 The disciples knew this might be their last chance to ask Jesus questions about his gospel, and so they asked "Lord, you have commanded us to care for the sick. How should we best do this? By working to heal and cure? By delivering meals to those who are ill and their families? By visiting them in their illness, and praying for their health and peace?" 18 Jesus replied "Oh, those things are fine, but really, all you need to do is raise AWARENESS of the illness. Wear pink. Tell the world the color of the bra you are wearing. Pin a red ribbon to your chest. Put an Autism puzzle magnet on the back of your car. Everyone will understand if you don't actually want to be around people who are sick. They can be gross!"<br /><br /> 19 The disciples had many more questions: how best to achieve peace and justice; did they really have to love ALL their neighbors; and, most importantly, what was a car and were they, as men, even allowed to wear bras. But lo, at that moment the Lord Jesus was taken up into heaven and he sat at the right hand of God, checking Facebook to make sure that his disciples had accepted his friend requests. 20 Then the disciples hurried to their computers and posted that Jesus was their hero, and anyone who loved God had better copy and paste as their status for at least one hour, lest Jesus know they were ashamed of their faith. 21 After the prescribed hour had passed the disciples posted a link for all their friends to donate to a charity walk they were participating in to raise awareness of their pet illness/social justice issue, then returned to posting snarky status updates about how "some people" behave and cute pictures of kittens, content that they had fulfilled the commandments of their Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-50412701663634585282012-03-23T20:19:00.004-05:002012-03-23T20:58:54.493-05:00Wuv, tru wuvFor <a href="http://byflutter.com/">flutter</a><br /><br />Christine,<br /><br />you are an extraordinarily couragous person with an amazing capacity for love and forgiveness. And this marriage business? It takes a lot of courage and love and forgiveness. It helps to pick a good partner, and Clay? He's a keeper. I wish you a lifetime of love. Things won't always be perfect, but you know that all too well. But you will be partners, forever, in this crazy life. Bless you.<br /><br />And, in keeping with Emily's blog carnival theme that <a href="http://emilyrosenbaum.com/mawigge-is-what-brings-us-together-today/"> Mawigge is what bwings us togethah today</a>, I give you this:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw9CHkV7wys/T20hPHXrqxI/AAAAAAAACfw/NR25S33lpdY/s1600/wuv%2Btru%2Bwuv.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw9CHkV7wys/T20hPHXrqxI/AAAAAAAACfw/NR25S33lpdY/s320/wuv%2Btru%2Bwuv.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723267245017901842" border="0" /></a><br /><br />(when I got married - 15 1/2 years ago, my husband gave me that movie, on VHS, as my wedding gift)painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-49803578484478680042012-01-08T22:20:00.000-06:002012-01-08T22:25:43.799-06:00my 2011My fourth annual look back at the previous year...<br /><br /><em>1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before?</em><br />Bought a house that needed a lot of work. STILL needs a lot of work.<br /><br /><em>2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?</em><br />I didn't make any resolutions last year. I have a few things I'm working on right now, that aren't so much new year's resolutions as just things I'm working on right now. One is the ever popular lose weight/exercise more. My weight has creeped back up over the last several months, to the point where clothes aren't fitting. Starting today that trend is reversing. The new thing I'm working on is working towards 100% completion, particularly with household chores. I have a tendency to not quite finish things... simple things, like cleaning up after dinner. But the couple of plates left in the sink, the crumbs still on the table... they add up. Just like the mail left unopened and the bags left unpacked and the... you get the idea. I'm hoping to develop this habit of completion to not only keep the house in better shape, but also to get other things DONE. I think part of my creative personality includes having several pans on the fire at once, but I need to have more completion. This past year completion has been particularly hard. Already these past few days the "100% completion" mantra has helped me soldier through unpacking, laundry, meal clean-up, and taking down Christmas decorations.<br /><br /><em>3. Did anyone close to you give birth?</em><br />An old friend of mine had a baby. I haven't met him yet, but want to call her and arrange a visit. Next week a new friend and neighbor is having a baby. Looking forward to some newborn snuggles!<br /><br /><em>4. Did anyone close to you die?</em><br />My father in law died in August. From mid May until his death there was a lot of time and energy devoted to visiting and caring for him, supporting my husband, and helping the May Queen. Now our lives are having to change in helping to care for my mother in law.<br /><br /><em>5. Where did you travel?</em><br />To New York - Rochester, Webster and the Finger Lakes. Wow. This past year was the least traveled year I've had in probably over a decade. Not enough vacation.<br /><br /><em>6. What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011?</em><br />Comfort and joy. It's been a hard year.<br /><br /><em>7. What dates from 2011 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?</em><br />August 14th. The day my father in law died. The day my daughter sat in a living room for several hours with her dead grandfather, and watched him be carried away. She was a marvel.<br /><br /><em>8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?</em><br />I think being there for my husband and daughter through the death of their father/grandfather, particularly as I was rehearsing and starring in a show and dealing with my own issues. I wasn't perfect, for sure, but I think I did fairly well.<br /><br /><em>9. What was your biggest failure? </em><br />Blogging regularly? I feel like there have been so many failures this year, on big and small scales. I'm working on letting them go, and building from where I am. I'm kind of failing at that, too. I'm pretty good at the guilt thing, alas.<br /><br /><em>10. What was the best thing you bought?</em><br />We didn't buy her, but our new kitten has brought a lot of joy to our family. I made plenty of purchases, to be sure, but she's the best new aquisition. (although I have to say, the curtains in my family room make me smile on a regular basis. Oddly enough, they are PERFECT. Love them)<br /><br /><em>11. What song will always remind you of 2010?</em><br />I can't think of one.<br /><br /><em><br />12. What do you wish you’d done more of?</em><br />More theatre - both doing and seeing. More travel. More creative endeavors.<br /><br /><em>13. What do you wish you’d done less of?</em><br />Home repair. (I'm glad it's done, I just wish there hadn't been so much need for it)<br /><br /><em>14. What was your favorite TV program?</em><br />Glee, Treme, The Good Wife<br /><br /><em>15. What was your favorite movie?</em><br />The Muppets<br /><br /><em>16. What was the best book you read?</em><br />(I followed through on last year's resolution to join Goodreads and keep track, so I can actually go back and look at my list! Hooray!) The best nonfiction book I read was <span style="font-style: italic;">Love Wins: A book About Heaven, Hell and the Fate of Every Person Who Ever Lived</span> by Rob Bell. For most of this book I thought to myself "yes! This is what I've always believed, you just say it so much better than me!" Our local "Christian" bookstore refuses to carry it because they consider it blasphemy. Fiction? Hmm... <span style="font-style: italic;">Bel Canto</span> by Ann Patchett,<span style="font-style: italic;"> Room</span> by Emma Donoghue and <span style="font-style: italic;">The Hunger Games</span> by Suzanne Collins were all very different but quite good.<br /><br /><em>17. What one thing would have made your year measurably more satisfying?</em><br />Fulfillment. I have felt largely unfulfilled in most of my endeavors. They don't challenge and satisfy and engage in the way I long for. That doesn't mean there has been no good, or no challenge, or no satisfaction... just not enough. The itch isn't being scratched.<br /><br /><em>18. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010?</em><br />I don't have a concept, but I've been trying to wear things that I really like instead of "saving" them (Saving them for what?), and getting rid of the clothes I don't feel good in.<br /><br /><em>19. What kept you sane?</em><br />Weekly therapy.<br /><br /><em>20. Who did you miss?</em><br />I've had a few long distance friendships fade and I've found that difficult, particularly since most of my friendships ARE long distance. I still keenly miss many people from our last move. And I miss myself. I have not felt like myself.<br /><br /><em>21. Who was the best new person you met?</em><br />Hmmm... I think the stage manager for a local Boar's Head pageant I worked on. She is kind, organized, thoughtful and a hoot... and will hopefully become a new friend.<br /><br />________________________<br /><a href="http://www.paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-2010.html">my 2010</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2009.html">my 2009</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2009.html%3Emy%202009%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Ca%20href=" com="" 2009="" 01="">my 2008</a><br /><br />*if you read these you may notice a few questions have been dropped over the years ;)painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-71523534831242770802011-12-22T07:52:00.005-06:002011-12-22T08:40:22.074-06:00The Christ in my ChristmasEvery year around this time there's all this talk about putting the Christ back in Christmas. People are mortally offended by the term Happy Holidays. Fox news is upset about stores that refer to Holiday Sales, governors that have Holiday Trees. People are posting on Facebook about putting Christ back in Christmas. And then they turn around and send out cards with Santa on them.<br /><br />Let's be frank here. Christians hijacked a pagan holiday and turned it into a religious holiday. Why are we so surprised that the pagans are taking it back? Relax. But still... I understand. I want Christmas in my home to be about the birth of Christ, too. That's what we choose to focus on.<br /><br />What I'd like to say to all those Christians fighting the War on Christmas... START IN YOUR OWN HEARTS. In your own homes.<br /><br />Start simple. Attend church every week. Replace your cute Santa cards with cards proclaiming peace and joy and the coming of the Prince of Peace. Cut back on presents to family and friends, and up your giving to charities.<br /><br />Read the gospel stories of the birth of Jesus. Marvel at how Jesus came into this world in humble surroundings. Realize that the angels announced His birth to dirty, smelly shepherds, not the leaders of the temple. Understand that foreign sages came to find Him because He came to be the savior to ALL people. Mourn over the death of the innocents who were killed as Herod tried to eliminate any threat to his power. Know that God came to earth in the midst of our suffering and pain, and proclaimed peace and joy even still.<br /><br />Step it up a notch. Honor Advent, a time to prepare our hearts for the coming of Christ. Not just Christ as a cute baby, but the return of Christ. We are told to watch and wait. How do we watch and wait? How should we be prepared? We wait not by sitting and watching the sky or guessing when the end of the world will come or looking for signs of impending doom. We wait actively, living the life that Jesus told us to live. Loving one another. Feeding the hungry. Caring for the sick. Forgiving each other. Visiting the imprisoned. Sharing the good news of peace and love. Advent is a time to step back and take stock. We were given an amazing gift in Jesus, God incarnate. The best way to respond to that gift of love is to behave the way he told us to behave. What do you need to do, not just at Christmas but all the time, to be prepared?<br /><br />You want to keep Christ in Christmas? Then kick Santa to the curb. Sure, Santa has some religious history. But St. Nicholas didn't give gifts to his children who already have over stuffed toy chests. He didn't give obligatory gifts to his sister in law and his son's teacher and the well to do neighbors. He secretly gave gifts to people in his community who needed HELP. His giving was not compulsory. It was from the heart. It was following the commands of Jesus. He didn't keep track, he didn't expect a gift in return. Imagine if parents took all that energy they put into keeping up the farce of Santa Claus and put it into teaching their children to love the way Jesus loved. How different our world would be with that one small change.<br /><br />We do a lot in our house to try to keep the Christ in our Christmas. <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-magical-beings.html">The May Queen has known from the start that Santa is fiction</a>. Every night we light the Advent wreath and read from a book that tells the story of Christ's birth. Instead of giving gifts to our parents we give to a family in need in their honor. I've cut back on compulsory gift giving. The cards I send share the Christmas message of joy, peace and love that Christ brings.<br /><br />But we still give gifts to each other. We give gifts to our daughter, who certainly doesn't need a thing. I feel guilty about not baking more, and stress about shopping and decorating and holiday parties and all the trappings that come with Christmas. We live in this world, in this time, and we get caught up in the Christmas that we are told we should have: a Christmas with presents under the tree and holiday goodies and gatherings and lights hanging from our eaves.<br /><br />It's not up to stores or our government or Fox news to put the Christ back in Christmas. It's up to me. It's up to you. And putting the Christ back in Christmas has nothing to do with whether you say Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays, and everything to do with honoring why Christ was born. Christ came because God so LOVED the world. Put the Christ back into Christmas by LOVING the world. Do what you can to shine His light in your corner of the world this holiday season, not by fighting a war but by loving everyone. Even those who don't celebrate the holidays the way you think they should.<br /><br /><br />______<br />Jim Wallis of Sojourners has written a great article on the war on Christmas:<br /><a href="http://sojo.net/blogs/2011/12/15/real-war-christmas-fox-news?page=2#.Tu_4MsNYa3s.facebook">The Real War on Christmas... by Fox News </a>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-43957109580243435472011-12-19T20:31:00.004-06:002011-12-19T20:43:08.679-06:00Meet Bianca<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw7HvzcWksE/Tu_0I2zoeuI/AAAAAAAACfA/jX5EicISMP4/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw7HvzcWksE/Tu_0I2zoeuI/AAAAAAAACfA/jX5EicISMP4/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688033287380433634" border="0" /></a>Our new kitty arrived on Sunday Dec 11. We had kicked around a few names before she arrived, and had mostly settled on Bianca (a character from The Taming of the Shrew. We liked the name, and naming a black cat "white"). We we met her, the name worked, and Bianca she is.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-563iPvJYCOY/Tu_0JJOhF1I/AAAAAAAACfM/cYk3VJriW6U/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-563iPvJYCOY/Tu_0JJOhF1I/AAAAAAAACfM/cYk3VJriW6U/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688033292325033810" border="0" /></a>She is playful. And cuddly. She tolerates being toted everywhere by the May Queen. She settles down on my husband's lap to watch football. She's a champion at purring. Even the other cats have stopped hissing at her. Marlowe seems to be enjoying having a playmate.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NG3qeqXJmQ/Tu_0Jv0ZP4I/AAAAAAAACfc/9swpJdWv3hU/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NG3qeqXJmQ/Tu_0Jv0ZP4I/AAAAAAAACfc/9swpJdWv3hU/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688033302684450690" border="0" /></a>Everyone is quite smitten with this kitten.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kh05u1ad4Q/Tu_0g6PMyTI/AAAAAAAACfk/Q6H3tgAVkRI/s1600/398390_2936974947942_1368173595_33154144_2116141798_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kh05u1ad4Q/Tu_0g6PMyTI/AAAAAAAACfk/Q6H3tgAVkRI/s320/398390_2936974947942_1368173595_33154144_2116141798_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688033700618225970" border="0" /></a>How could you not be?<br /></div>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-38736081855157106992011-11-29T08:44:00.002-06:002011-11-29T08:55:15.191-06:00Once upon a midnight...Help me out, oh wise internet. If I were to get a black female kitten, what are some good names that go nicely with Shakespeare and Marlowe? English poets? Shakespearean characters?<br /><br />MQ is lobbying for Maisy or Midnight. I was actually willing to give in, but my husband, bless his heart, wants to stick with a theme. And I love nothing more than a good theme.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-44039853773648883082011-11-11T21:39:00.005-06:002011-11-11T21:51:33.148-06:00I've never wanted a glass of ice water so badly in my life<div>I have not had a drink with ice in it for over a week.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>I have not had a <u>room temperature</u> drink for over a week.*<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>If I do... the pain. It makes me want to curse (mother f*cker being the curse of choice), hit someone, or cry. Or all three.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>The braces came off 2 1/2 weeks ago (hooray!) and my teeth were a little sensitive. Made sense. I used the special toothpaste I had always used before, and figured it would go away in a few days, like usual. Except it didn't. 6 days after my release from the brackets I took a drink atbreakfast and nearly keeled over from the pain. By the next day (Halloween, and I was room mom for The May Queen's class party) I had figured out that cold things are what REALLY set it off. The pain is, hand down, worse than labor. And I was in labor for 48 house. But this... this has been 13 days.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>I've been to the dentist. And the orthodontist. There's no cavity. No decay. My bite seems to be OK (darn well should be!) We are trying some things to make it better.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>In the meantime I heat up every liquid I drink. I have to have a mug of warm water to brush my teeth. 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Not sexy, not classy, not pretty, just RIDICULOUS. Why do people do that to themselves? And why don't their friend speak up?<br /><div></div></div>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-76315464046796797192011-10-05T12:30:00.000-05:002011-10-05T12:30:02.447-05:00Hunca Munca in my basementIn Beatrice Potter's <span style="font-style: italic;">The Tale of Two Bad Mice</span>, she tells of rodents wrecking havoc in a dollhouse: smashing plaster food, tearing the bolster, stealing things.<br /><br />These mice seem to have moved to our basement, and are doing something in the dollhouse that Potter never mentions in her book:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVmv8M6sjKs/ToswwFVx3NI/AAAAAAAACeU/8kh8w1FeT4A/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVmv8M6sjKs/ToswwFVx3NI/AAAAAAAACeU/8kh8w1FeT4A/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659670959346539730" border="0" /></a>My grandfather made this dollhouse for me, and now the mice seem to be using it for a toilet. Hunca Munca is definitely not sweeping out THIS house.<br /><br />Another thing Potter doesn't mention is what happens when the household cat gets ahold of the mischievious mice. Hunca Munca was found dead at the bottom of the basement stairs.<br /><br />(no picture, sorry)<br /><br />Unfortunately, I'm fairly certain her criminal partner, Tom Thumb, is still on the loose.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-17939057857226179912011-10-04T09:18:00.005-05:002011-10-04T11:06:21.494-05:009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKFcW9SSVyA/TosuILCjuDI/AAAAAAAACeM/mS7_rCJIntw/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659668074658510898" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKFcW9SSVyA/TosuILCjuDI/AAAAAAAACeM/mS7_rCJIntw/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yesterday you turned 9. It's amazing how time flies. This weekend you sat in my lap, and I thought of how I used to hold you, a newborn, in one arm. With the way you're growing you'll be taller than me in no time. And that's no small feat, as I'm 5'10". You used to say you wanted to be as tall as daddy (6'5"). Do you still want that?<br /><br />I'm grateful you still sit in my lap. Occasionally you'll hold my hand walking home from the bus stop or crossing a street. Briefly, so briefly, and I remember how much I've always loved the feel of your soft hand in mine.<br /><br />You're a Daddy's girl through and through. He's clearly your favorite person in the world, and you miss him when he's gone and rejoice in his returning. He tickles you and calls you his weasel and you squeal in protest, loving every minute of it.<br /><br />You lost your grandfather this year, and handled his last days with so much love and grace. You spent endless hours over several months at his bedside, and it's no secret you were his favorite visitor. On his last night you shared a meal of macaroni and cheese and ice cream. The next morning you sat in the the living room with his lifeless body before the funeral home came to take him away. In the weeks that followed we talked about life and death and God and heaven and your late Uncle Greg. I explained cremation and tried to talk with you about soul.<br /><br />It's been a hard year for me, and I wonder how much that has effected you. I know my patience and creativity and energy have been lagging, and I'm sorry for the times that I snapped at you and wasn't up to playing.<br /><br />You're on the edge of childhood and the tween years. You still play with Barbies and Zoobles and Littlest Pet Shop. You're starting to take some flack for that. A girl in your class made fun of you for taking home the empty tissue box to make a home for your LPS. You were hurt by that, but I was proud to see you bring home another empty box a few days later. Stuffed animals trail behind you wherever you go, and you rotate your favorites. You love real animals, too, of all ilk. Foxes are your latest favorite. I'm not quite sure yet how I'll help you be a fox for Halloween.<br /><br />As you get older I feel more pressure to pass on the things I want you to learn, most importantly to be KIND first. I'm also trying to figure out how to help you see things from a different point of view and to not take everything so personally. As an only child there are experiences you've lacked that might have helped you learn these things. I'm trying to help you navigate the waters of interacting with others.<br /><br />You have some great friends, friends who love to play and laugh and be silly. I hope these friends become lifelong rocks for you.<br /><br />9 years. Thank you for sharing your life with us for 9 years. You're halfway to adulthood. Halfway to college. I wish sometimes I could make time stand still, or reverse it. But we are here, now. Let's enjoy every minute.</div>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-18664813893560734732011-08-02T09:40:00.003-05:002011-08-02T09:41:52.269-05:00Cookbook WinnerThe winner of Emily's cookbook, <span style="font-style: italic;">Cooking on the Edge of Insanity</span>, is Chrissy, who writes over at <a href="http://talesfromthecarpoollane.blogspot.com/">Tales From the Carpool Lane</a>. Like me, Chrissy has recently moved, and she arrived just in time for a terrible tornado. If you want to read about the work she was a part of in the wake of the Joplin tornado go <a href="http://talesfromthecarpoollane.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-to-begin.html">here</a>. Have your hankies on hand.<br /><br />Chrissy feeds her husband and three gorgeous kids.<br /><br />But all of you, please, go buy <a href="http://emilyrosenbaum.com/cooking-on-the-edge/">Emily's book</a>, either in print or in digital version.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://emilyrosenbaum.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/cookbook-300x300.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 203px;" src="http://emilyrosenbaum.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/cookbook-300x300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />And thanks, Emily, for letting me do a giveaway of your book. I'm honored.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-35949461367348559562011-07-26T15:50:00.001-05:002011-07-26T18:17:55.975-05:00Making Real Food Real Fun<div>The Most Fabulous <a href="http://emilyrosenbaum.com/about/">Emily Rosenbaum</a> graciously sent me a signed copy of her cookbook, <a href="https://www.createspace.com/3604353">Cooking on the Edge of Insanity</a>.<br /><br />Emily is passionate about feeding her family <a href="http://realfoodchallenge.org/about/realfood">REAL food</a>. As in food you would recognize as actual food (vegetables and fruit that are fresh, real hunks of meat, no chemicals you can't pronounce, etc) I have to admit I was a bit nervous about reading the book, because while I really like the idea of real food, and truly believe in the importance of family meals, sometimes (OK, at least a few times a week) my family dinners consist of things like frozen lasagna (I do heat it up in the oven, but you get the idea). I shop at the grocery store, not the farmer's market, and am positive the bananas on my kitchen counter were not grown anywhere near within 100 miles of my home. I was worried that the book would fill me with guilt for all the things I'm NOT doing.<br /><br />Fortunately, Emily writes with such humor and grace, and an acknowledgement that being a true Real Foodie takes passion and commitment, that I finished the book laughing and thinking about what small steps I could take to incorporate more Real Food into my family meal planning. (Plus, she makes a True Confession that will quickly let all her readers know that she's not perfect. Which is good. Because if I start striving for perfection I'm toast. Toast made from Wonderbread. White Wonderbread. Full of unpronounceable stuff)<br /><br />More than just a collection of recipes, Emily has filled the book with stories about how and why she developed the recipes. The stories give ideas of how to plan ahead, how to include your children in the process, how cook beans one day to use in several recipes over the coming week. The stories help to show the big picture... beyond the creation of the food to eat, the WHY of the way it's prepared. The WHY of the ingredients. The reasons WHY Emily is teetering on the edge of insanity, and the good things it has led her to create.<br /><br />The first recipe I plan to try is her Bakeless Peanut Butter Cookies. First, because they have my absolute favorite food in them. Peanut butter. Yum.... Also, because Emily thinks they are healthy enough for breakfast. And if I can get my child to eat them for breakfast, I think our whole lives would be so much easier. And how hard can it be to get my child to eat COOKIES for breakfast? (Please, don't answer that)<br /><br />I'm also going to try to use more fresh fruits and vegetables. To soak my beans instead of opening a can. To plan ahead so I'm not stuck pulling out the frozen pizza at the last minute.To cut down on the amount of chemicals in my kitchen (I suppose I should start in the most obvious place, by kicking - once again - my diet soda habit. Shhh... don't tell Emily)<br /><br />Emily has agreed to give away a copy of her book to one of my readers. So PLEASE, leave me a comment about your thoughts on eating more Real Food, and I'll pick a winner at random on August 1st (and if you already have Emily's book, feel free to leave a comment... IF you promise to give your winning copy away as a gift. Or just tell me to leave you out of the drawing). I plan to purchase a book to give to a friend of mine, a single mom feeding her own voracious little boy as much real food as she can find and afford in NYC.<br /><br /></div>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-49978143361969173892011-05-09T14:52:00.004-05:002011-05-09T15:04:05.526-05:00signs<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRwFo0_hm-I/TchHLX0xglI/AAAAAAAACeA/7Vqos3J6sO4/s1600/IMG_3255.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604807996962079314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRwFo0_hm-I/TchHLX0xglI/AAAAAAAACeA/7Vqos3J6sO4/s320/IMG_3255.JPG" /></a> So we have all these old cans of paints that the previous homeowners left in the basement... many of them colors that weren't even on the walls when WE bought the house (Like that yellow, for instance. That pink, unfortunately was. I'll have to post a picture of the pink room sometime. Even the closet door and ceiling and the CEILING FAN BLADES). We've opened the cans up to dry them out to dispose of them.<br /><br />Then I thought... Hmm... we have all these random boards they left lying around the backyard, what if I used some of these old paints to slather them in bold colors, then painted fun signs to hang from the fence around our pool/yard/garden.<br /><br />So I did. Paint them bold colors.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTUgIMTVNOk/TchHK2roAEI/AAAAAAAACd4/4OfNQmIN7_8/s1600/IMG_3263.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604807988065337410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTUgIMTVNOk/TchHK2roAEI/AAAAAAAACd4/4OfNQmIN7_8/s320/IMG_3263.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>And now I'm trying to decide what fun sayings/pictures to paint ON them. Ideas?</div></div></div></div>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-48505719544532861432011-05-02T08:51:00.007-05:002011-05-02T12:29:10.752-05:00Spring is yellow<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r4Y4-6K4Tlw/Tb7HgtUVtPI/AAAAAAAACdg/7Y_SppGfen8/s1600/DSC_2949.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602134351230121202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r4Y4-6K4Tlw/Tb7HgtUVtPI/AAAAAAAACdg/7Y_SppGfen8/s400/DSC_2949.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I've celebrated May Day for the last three years, since the <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2008/05/crowning-may-queen.html">first May I had this blog</a>. It only seems natural that May Day be my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">blog's</span> unofficial holiday.<br /><br />I didn't celebrate it this year. I still have the maypole. It's in my garage. My father even commented on it just last week.<br /><br />I just couldn't summon up the energy and the joy it takes to put something like that together. It was a grey day, and I ended up scrambling to get ready for a last minute audition anyway, so in a way it's good I didn't plan something. Imagine the stress.<br /><br />But I did miss it. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>It's been a long winter, and signs of spring are slow in coming. Spring here is yellow. Daffodils and these yellow bushes that awaken some latent childhood spring memories in me. But, oddly enough, they are melancholy. Not a riotous, joyful feeling. A spot of yellow among the mud and grey. I miss the bright pink and purple azaleas. I miss sunshine and warm breezes. Sandals and sundresses. Spring is too slow in emerging. I don't feel like celebrating. I feel like giving it a swift kick in the pants.<br /><br />(<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">MQ</span> did note that it was May Day by asking if Angry Birds Seasons put out a new level for May Day. Sadly, no)</div>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-87724132898169541112011-04-26T15:06:00.006-05:002011-04-26T15:20:40.029-05:00Much Ado about Cyber BullingFollow this production of <a href="http://muchadofacebook.tumblr.com/">Much Ado About Nothing</a>, via Facebook, all done in status updates and comments, and designed to educate kids about both Shakespeare and cyberbulling.<br /><br />Read about the project <a href="http://mashable.com/2011/04/25/shakespeare-facebook-cyber-bullying/">here</a>.<br /><br />I'm interested in seeing how this will work.<br /><br />Plus, it's timely, considering my recent desire to see a <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-is-as-tedious-as-twice-told-tale.html">"Shakespeare" language option for FB</a>.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-9434569819602284082011-04-21T11:54:00.005-05:002011-04-21T13:03:30.448-05:00Now is the winter of my discontentIt's holy week, but I'm not feeling very holy. It's spring break, and it feels neither like spring (it SNOWED on Monday!) nor like a break. But it looks like our <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2011/04/crying-uncle.html">insurance is pulling through for us, and the deal is still set to close on our Louisiana home next week</a>. I have a hard time imagining how on earth all the work will get done by then and won't breathe easy until the paperwork is signed (and not even then, as it's a bond to deed, which is kind of like a lease to own, and we won't be totally off the hook with that house for up to two more years). I worry I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop. "Other" being a loose term, as I feel like the ground around me is covered in mismatched shoes and I have more than a few lumps on my head.<br /><br />I did have a good audition a few days ago and today the sun is shining through the clouds, at least. I cling to the hope that some day the clouds will dissipate and a warm breeze will blow; that sorrow will turn to dancing; that joy comes with morning.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-52508421420341284332011-04-18T20:29:00.005-05:002011-04-18T20:57:50.828-05:00Life is as tedious as a twice-told taleA friend recently posted on facebook that she wishes FB had a "Shakespeare" setting (you know, like how you can change the <a href="http://www.nickburcher.com/2008/09/facebook-pirate-language-new-english.html">language setting to Pirate</a>). <br /><br />This, of course, got my brain whirling. The banner across the top would read "All the world's a stage," the status box would ask "what news on the rialto?" The "like" button would be replaced with "marry." You would click the "what say you?" link, rather than "comment." Your friends would be your "Dramatis Personae" and you would be invited to find friends with the phrase "seek new friends and stranger companies." You would be informed if someone blocked you with a message that "_____, who, like a block, hath denied my access to thee." Chat will be renamed "idle talk." <br /><br />What changes would YOU make to Shakespearean Facebook? And what other "languages" should Facebook offer? What would they look like?painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-45917619143450774342011-04-12T16:07:00.002-05:002011-04-12T16:10:01.382-05:00Cracked<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FWwezunAZrc/TaS_JkiLYcI/AAAAAAAACdY/-PIrzEBCCzQ/s1600/DSC_2798.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594806808247755202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FWwezunAZrc/TaS_JkiLYcI/AAAAAAAACdY/-PIrzEBCCzQ/s400/DSC_2798.JPG" /></a> <br /><div></div>This isn't the most flattering self portrait, but it's a pretty accurate representation of my life right now. I took it through a crack in a cement slab, and the crack and rebar and myself - we're all reflected in the water below.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-8702455897408109752011-04-07T21:38:00.005-05:002011-04-08T18:58:12.916-05:00Crying UncleOK. I get it. I am not in control. <br /><br />I move <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/06/saying-yes-to-michigan.html">across the country</a> because my husband has the call. <br /><br />I move into a temporary house, and I <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-it-rains-it-floods.html">weather the storm</a>. <br /><br />I put in an offer on a short sale, and wait... and wait... <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2011/01/delayed-to-death.html">and wait</a>... for it to close. <br /><br />We move in, and <a herf="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-is-where-your-story-begins.html">work hard to surmount all that Murphy and his damned law throw our way</a>. <br /><br />I pray and pray and pray that our home in Louisiana will sell. <br /><br />We <strong>finally</strong> get and accept an offer. This week. <br /><br />And then... <br /><br />Yesterday. <br /><br />A geiser. In the master bathroom. Flooding through the ceiling down to the living room below. <br /><br />Water. Everywhere. <br /><br />A new ceiling. New hardwood? New carpet? New plumbing. <br /><br />Calls to the insurance company. Trying to answer questions about the catastrophe 1000 miles away. <br /><br />No idea what's going to happen to the offer... the SIGNED offer PENDING INSPECTION... scheduled to close the end of this month. <br /><br />I realize that there are people facing worse things. Earthquakes and tsunamis and nuclear disaster, for instance. <br /><br />But still... <em><br /><br />please.</em> <br /><br />I am waving the white flag. <br /><br />I am crying uncle. <br /><br />Enough already.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-8838721340471268882011-03-26T23:13:00.002-05:002011-03-26T23:25:01.543-05:00Home is where your story beginsSo...<br /><br /> we closed on the new house well over a month ago (Valentine's Day, to be precise) and after over 2 weeks of really hard labor and some whopping good examples of Murphy's Law we moved our stuff here, only to discover that all sorts of our furniture literally DID NOT FIT (like, it would fit in the room, but couldn't get in the door, or down the stairs, or turn the corner in the hallway). The day of the move my husband andI were recounting all the things that had gone wrong and laughing hysterically. The May Queen asked why we were laughing, and I told her that it was either that or cry. And she joined in the laughter.<br /><br />I am exhausted and not fully unpacked and not yet completely out of the temporary house. Projects I had hoped to have completed before we moved our stuff in still aren't done (since our old friend Murphy made sure we had enough other stuff to keep us busy, thank you very much). Our computer died and we had to get a new one.<br /><br />It's been a hell of a month.<br /><br />But we've had our first houseguests. And today we hung some pictures on the wall. And i LOVE my red living room and enormous kitchen sink. So it's getting there.<br /><br />Slowly.<br /><br />So that's why I haven't been around much. Or part of why. It turns out that even though I'm an extrovert (with a BLOG, for heaven's sake) I'm really not all that good about talking about myself when the going gets tough. But I'm getting there. <br /><br />Slowly.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-60762056814887764892011-02-04T22:41:00.005-06:002011-02-04T23:09:57.372-06:00Biting My Virtual Tongue V2A while back I did a post about <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/07/biting-my-virtual-tongue.html">facebook statuses i would never actually post</a>. Here are some COMMENTS that I'm tempted to make... but won't:<br /><br />-Just how much television DO you watch?<br /><br />-How can you be stupid enough to believe that rumor? Have you never fact checked anything in your life?<br /><br />-Do you realize that every picture you post of your toddler shows him watching TV?<br /><br />-If you're going to put your political opinions out there for all of your friends to read, don't be so darn upset when someone disagrees with you. Sure, it's your wall and you can say what you want. But once you've put it out there you've opened yourself up for someone to disagree with you.<br /><br />-If you don't care to hear from anyone who disagrees with you just unfriend all of your friends of a different political persuasion and tune solely in to your biased news programs that will never challenge your long held understanding of how the world works.<br /><br />-Another "witty" status shuffle post? Yawn.<br /><br />-It's really not cool to talk badly about "some people" whom you leave unnamed via a status update. Talk to them if you have an issue. Don't make it an issue on Facebook.<br /><br />-You "like" THAT? Really??? Why????<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">What about you? What comments have you held back? </span>painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-35351079729359900732011-01-31T22:41:00.002-06:002011-01-31T22:44:49.162-06:00Delayed to death?Remember how I wrote that at the end of this month we'd be moving into our new home? Nope, still here. The date got pushed back, and now may be pushed back again, and we fear it may be pushed right out of existence. And NOT because of us.<br /><br />In other news... we're looking to have a foot of snow drop on us in the next few days. The May Queen is beside herself with excitement. I'm making sure we have enough chocolate and wine to last me until I can get to the store again. Priorities, you know.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-69418713493378637142011-01-17T11:40:00.002-06:002011-01-17T21:21:14.169-06:00my 2010<div class="post-header"> </div> The past two years I've done this meme in January, and thought maybe it would be both a good way to reflect on the past year, and do some actual blogging again. So here goes...<br /><br /><em>1. What did you do in 2010 that you’d never done before?</em><br />I moved back to Michigan. I grew up here, but I've never lived here as an adult.<br /><br /><em>2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?</em><br />I didn't make any resolutions last year, although I did mention in the answer to this question last year that I would like to exercise more and tone up. I would still like to do that. My resolve, however, is clearly not very strong.<br /><br /><em>3. Did anyone close to you give birth?</em><br />Yes. A friend gave birth this summer, and I have enjoyed several visits with her beautiful baby girl (and her fun, Shark-loving big brother... and their mama, of course!).<br /><br /><em>4. Did anyone close to you die?</em><br />My grandfather died in October. He was the last of my grandparents to go, and I feel his loss immensely. The May Queen has been struggling with this, too. Just before Christmas she saw an ad for a local hospital, and said to her daddy that if Great Grandpa had gone there maybe he wouldn't have died. He used it to talk to her more about cancer, death, and Grandpa's choice not to treat his terminal illness.<br /><br /><em>5. Where did you travel?</em><br />Orlando; Nuevo Vallerto, Mexico; New York City; Mobile, AL and Ft. Myers, FL. And across the country for a move.<br /><br /><em>6. What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010?</em><br />I have felt so unsettled this year. I started off the year with the seed of a possibility of moving, which grew and grew, and we readied our home for sale by painting and boxing up belongings. Then we moved and have been in temporary housing since July. I feel dislodged, without a nest to feather. My home is not my refuge. I would like to get into my new house (looks like we'll close mid February!) and make it my home. I also only did one show in 2010, and the lack of that creative outlet has been really difficult. I hope to have more theatre in my life in 2011. I also want more confidence. I feel shaken after this move... unsure and unsettled and without not only a home, but a PLACE... and my confidence has plummeted.<br /><br /><em>7. What dates from 2010 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?</em><br />Friday July 23rd the moving truck deposited all of my belongings into this house, and that night a storm deposited a bunch of water into the basement. It seems, unfortunately, to have been a pretty accurate harbinger of how I would feel in the months to follow.<br />However, a week later, on Saturday July 31st I stood in a chapel of St. Bartholomew's in NYC and made promises to love, care for and share the grace of God with a much awaited and loved baby boy, which is a reminder of answered prayers and abundant love.<br /><br /><em>8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?</em><br />I have no idea. Getting out of bed seemed like an achievement many days.<br /><br /><em>9. What was your biggest failure? </em><br />I feel like I am failing at making a new life in a new place. I don't think that this is a permanent failure, I think it is something that can turn around. There are small successes within the larger failure, of course, and I am trying to build on those.<br /><br /><em>10. What was the best thing you bought?</em><br />John Boutte's live at Jazz Fest 2010 CD. And a new winter coat.<br /><br /><em>11. What song will always remind you of 2010?</em><br />Hallelujah. Specifically ,<a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/06/broken-hallelujah.html">John Boutte's version of Leonard Cohen's tune</a>. It's been a year of trying to sing Hallelujah, no matter what.<br /><blockquote>I did my best, it wasn't much<br />I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch<br />I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you<br />And even though it all went wrong<br />I'll stand before the Lord of Song<br />With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah</blockquote><em><br /><br />12. What do you wish you’d done more of?</em><br />Laugh.<br /><br /><em>13. What do you wish you’d done less of?</em><br />Staring at screens.<br /><br /><em>14. What was your favorite TV program?</em><br />Glee and Treme.<br /><br /><em>15. What was your favorite movie?</em><br />I can't think of one. (The King's Speech was excellent, and by far the best movie I've seen in ages, but I saw that in 2011)<br /><br /><em>16. What was the best book you read?</em><br />Oh, I do have a resolution this year, and it's to keep a list of the books I've read so that I'll remember these things! I finished <span style="font-style: italic;">The Help</span> just before the end of the year, and it was a wonderful book.<br /><br /><em>17. What one thing would have made your year measurably more satisfying?</em><br />Honestly? Not moving. But honestly? Not moving would have presented it's own set of challenges, and who can truly say they wouldn't have been worse?<br /><br /><em>18. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010?</em><br />haha. The idea of me having a fashion concept is laughable. This winter's concept, though, is: LAYERS . aka "Baby, it's cold outside."<br /><br /><em>19. What kept you sane?</em><br />Nothing. Clearly.<br /><br /><em>20. Who did you miss?</em><br />I moved, so the list is long, long, long. Topping the list are my next door neighbors, a friend who really supported me in my last days there, and the praise team at my old church.<br /><br /><em>21. Who was the best new person you met?</em><br />I have a new friend here who has been wonderful. She invited me to join with her and another friend for a weekly lunch date. We've gotten together with our families, we've gone to movies, plays, restaurants. She has gone out of her way to make me feel included. When we settle in our new home she will live a few blocks away. And I am so grateful for her.<br /><br /><em>22. Tell us a valuable lesson you learned in 2010.</em><br />I think that I haven't finished learning the lessons of 2010 yet.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2860476504120652781.post-45757626158614353512011-01-10T11:21:00.005-06:002011-01-10T11:33:35.172-06:00A quick rundownChristmas break was busy with several visits from friends, hosting both sides of the family for Christmas (that's a first for us! Welcome back to Michigan!), etc. The grown ups in the house are completely disenchanted with winter and wanting our warm, southern winters back, while The May Queen keeps praying for more <a href="http://viewfromthemaypole.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html">snow</a> ("think we'll get 3 feet tonight?"). After I remained healthy all fall despite colds all around me, I finally caught one (or it caught me, more likely. I TRIED to run...) The biggest and best news is that we have a closing date for our house here in Michigan, so at the end of this month we can finally start moving out of temporary housing and making a HOME in our new community. Of course, we still own a house in Louisiana, so that's a bummer. Still, visions of paint chips and new bedding are dancing in my head.<br /><br />I've been posting pictures over on my <a href="http://viewfromthemaypole.blogspot.com/">project365 blog</a>. I'm starting two part time jobs at my church.<br /><br />Oh. And we used <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Its-Not-Stork-Families-Friends/dp/0763633313/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1294680577&sr=8-1">It's Not the Stork</a>, at <a href="http://www.magpiemusing.com/">Magpie</a>'s suggestion, to start a <a href="http://paintedmaypole.blogspot.com/2010/11/check-mate.html">birds and bees conversation</a> with The May Queen. That went well (totally "eeewwww..." free).<br /><br />So see, I'm still here. Plugging away. 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