tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90142015869456378552024-02-06T21:10:33.231-08:00Thoughts from my inner Diva DragonGeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-56605845525012146112012-04-02T14:16:00.000-07:002012-04-02T14:16:23.884-07:00All that glitters - which is suprisingly little<div style="text-align: left;">
Alright, per usual, I haven't blogged in awhile. Things have been hectic, but pretty good - all things considered. One thing I haven't really talked about is my new hobby - nail art. I have looked at a lot of different nail blogs and have a board on Pinterest with all the interesting ones I want to try. Here are pictures of all the ones I've done so far (with some in between I didn't get pics):</div>
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These are my first attempt at tape lines. I did candy cane striped nails for Christmas before this look, but didn't get a pic of those. Tape designs are probably my favorite because I have tape readily available.</div>
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This design was fun - I got the hang of the hearts by the time I did the second hand, so it all worked out.<br />
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I did 2 designs for St. Patrick's Day because my husband is Irish and I wanted to celebrate. Plus, the clover ones were bugging me, so I wanted to change the look. I had to look up the Irish flag so I knew which order the colors went - even though I see a tattoo of it pretty much everyday on my husband's arm lol. We also have a flag pinned up on our ceiling, but when I sit at my desk, it's upside down, so that didn't work.</div>
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It is always a timing thing when it comes to doing holiday nail art. Paint a theme too soon and it could chip and be dull by the time the holiday comes around. Paint it too late and people might not know what theme you've done.</div>
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Since there aren't really any holidays coming up - according to my "office closed" list - I decided to do a design I've been wanting to try for awhile. This one is known as "newspaper nails" because you literally put newspaper print onto your nails. It was totally easy and I got a lot of compliments, so I will definitely be doing this again. I think the gray nail polish was a bit of a problem, so I need to try a different base color. Funny bit - I had the word "Google" on my thumb.</div>
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These are my nails currently - in celebration of Emerald City Comic Con. I asked my husband what he wanted to see on my nails and he requested Wolverine, so I took a look at some nail designs online and came up with the look you see above. I also found a cool explosion looking design, so I wanted to do that - hence the two different designs on my hands. I will definitely try the explosions again with different colors.<br />
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That's it for now. I have a lot of fun with it and a lot of people notice and comment on my different designs. I'm hoping to try more complex techniques, but that comes with time and practice. Right now I'm wondering what I should do for my auditions coming up in less than 2 weeks, but it's more about what will stay on for awhile and not be too distracting. I should be focusing on memorizing my music more than what my nails look like :).<br />
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Anyway - that's some of what's been going on with me. I didn't get many pictures at comic con, but I'll see what they posted on the website and add what I can to a blog about this last weekend I plan on doing.<br />
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I hope everyone is enjoying Spring :).<br />
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Thanks for checking this blog out and hopefully staying around awhile.<br />
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-31572466053617382872012-03-14T13:06:00.000-07:002012-03-14T13:06:36.820-07:00My thoughts are being processed . . .I have been reading <a href="http://www.thebloggess.com/" target="_blank">The Bloggess</a> a lot lately and am trying to push through all the ideas I have to start blogging differently . . . or maybe more realistically. If you've ever read her blog or seen any of her online posts and know me, you know that this is right up my alley. I tend to try to make things "fit" a little too much when I write things down. I think it's the idea that I get a chance to proof read and change things to make them sound the best they can. Well, after reading posts from The Bloggess like <a href="http://thebloggess.com/2011/06/and-thats-why-you-should-learn-to-pick-your-battles/" target="_blank">this one</a>, which everyone should read, I think I should write more "stream of consciousness" rather than like I'm writing a short story.<br />
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So look out . . . I have a few things in mind and I should just put it to post instead of brooding over what to write about.<br />
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Also, there will probably be more "conversations" (if I can remember them, or maybe I'll make up what I don't remember lol) because I like that format a lot.<br />
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There I go, like I should care about a "format" anymore . . . I don't think my stream of consciousness would really care.<br />
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Anyway, so that's my update for now. Hopefully you will see a lot more blog posts in the near future.<br />
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And check out <a href="http://www.thebloggess.com/" target="_blank">The Bloggess</a> if you haven't . . . and why you haven't, I don't know, nor do I care . . . just do it!<br />
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Thanks!!<br />
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-70411776247394203262012-02-13T16:04:00.000-08:002012-02-13T16:04:39.397-08:00Breaking the SilenceIt has been almost 2 months since I've posted on here. I went pretty silent for longer than I had anticipated, but it's for a good reason . . . well good if you are in my life, bad if you're reading my blog.<br /><br />It has been almost a month since the last time my husband was admitted to the hospital through the ER. Per my last post, it has been almost 2 months since his surgery to help him stay out of the hospital. It seems to be working.<br /><br />Since the surgery I've been busy at home and at work doing what I can to make what was only a dream into reality.<br /><br />The rest of December was tough . . . even though we both had great plans for Christmas, they didn't really end up the way we wanted. I did get to spend the holidays with family and friends, my husband was not yet well enough to spend that time with them also. The last of the year was spent a lot like the beginning of the year, but I was hopeful it was just a hiccup to what was going to happen in the new year.<br /><br />Our New Year's Eve was celebrated with a pop rather than a bang as we have had enough excitement for awhile. It was spent at home, which was great compared to almost all the holidays of 2011. It is still strange for me to have my weekends at home, the entire time, and including my husband.<br /><br />As I look back at last year and also look ahead to the coming year it always hits me that what was "normal" for me over the last 2 1/2 years or so is no longer what will be "normal" going forward. Also, what was "normal" to me is not at all what should be normal in my life.<br /><br />I got so used to living life day by day and not scheduling farther than a few days in advance - always knowing that I might have to cancel any and all plans that were made. It's sometimes hard for me to commit to any plans farther out than the coming weekend - and even then I hesitate. It's all feels so new to me.<br /><br />It feels so good to not have somewhere to go or places to be on the weekends. It may sound so boring to some people, but my best time on the weekend is sitting next to my husband watching a movie. How simple that is, but yet how new and vibrant it seems to me these days.<br /><br />We are still in transition and are learning limitations. I have to remind myself that it hasn't been that long since the surgery and it will take up to and including a year for everything to stablize. This doesn't include emotions and actions, just the physical healing and stabilizing itself, which doesn't include my healing and changing.<br /><br />We are having a party this month to celebrate my husband's birthday, but I think it's much more than that. It's been so long since we could truly enjoy having our friends over to hang out and have fun.<br /><br />I think we are both a little hesitant still about planning things too far in advance, but we long for things to look forward to and goals to accomplish.<br /><br />I can now shift my focus to a few other things in my life. I need to start looking at my own health more and really getting things accomplished there. I should write about all that has changed there, but that is for another blog - this one is getting pretty lengthy.<br /><br />Overall I'm thinking 2012 is going to be a good one, if not great :).<br /><br />I will update more often - truthfully - now that I have some of the time spent on worrying freed up for other things. It's amazing how much energy and strength it takes to sit in a hospital room watching tv or reading. Time to get my booty into gear and get active :).<br /><br />Thank you for sticking around. I'm hoping to post more upbeat and interesting posts soon.<br />
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-44537626041348841982011-12-19T23:35:00.000-08:002011-12-19T23:35:34.677-08:00It's personalAgain I have been spotty with my updates for a week or so. Just to let you know . . . my husband goes into surgery in just over 12 hours. I am home to take care of our furry babies before getting ready for an early morning of waiting around . . . then more waiting around to see the surgeon and have him tell me my husband is okay.<br />
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I've been quelling my feelings because my husband has a lot to think about - he is the one going under the knife afterall. My role is to truly be the supportive wife, for real and not just in words. I have made it this far with few tears and no breakdowns, but I am not sure how tomorrow will go.<br />
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I just thought I would update a bit and let you know I hope to get to more light-hearted topics soon. If all goes well I will have almost 2 weeks of time to write on here . . . which might be too much after such sporadic blogging as of late lol.<br />
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I love my husband very much and I just want us to be able to move on and work on all the wonderful things we have been planning for.<br />
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More on that next time - I should be in bed.<br />
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Thanks for reading.GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-58350429408318687302011-12-09T16:27:00.001-08:002011-12-09T16:46:23.632-08:00Five on Friday - Girlie Style<br />
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1. <span style="color: #990000;">Auditions</span> - It may sound weird that I'm happy/thankful/glad for auditions, but I am. As stressed as I get about doing well, I know it gives me that much more practice to getting where I want to be. We'll see what happens after Sunday, but I'm going to give it my best shot.<br />
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2. Memories - I'm having to pull from my experiences lately and it brings up a lot of my past. I find myself telling stories to my coworkers a lot these days (remind me to tell you about the blanket at work story). I'll have to remember to write them down so I can post some here.<br />
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3. <span style="background-color: black; color: blue;">Being crafty</span><span style="color: blue;"> </span>- I finally got a chance to pick up some things for making Christmas presents and I can't wait until I can work on them.<br />
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4. <span style="background-color: black; color: #134f5c;">Nailpolish</span> - I have an awesome new polish on my nails right now and I totally think they look beautiful. I've really gotten into nail blogs lately, so hopefully I'll be able to do some cool stuff and show everyone.<br />
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5. <span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999;">Pink!</span> - I love the color pink. It took me a long time to admit to that, but once I did it was all over. I have a lot of pink things and I even had a pink car at one time.<br />
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It's kind of truncated today because I've been busy with work and life, but when am I not? lol<br />
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Have a wonderful weekend! Only 15 more days until Christmas!! Ahhh!!<br />
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Welcome to any <a href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Cheesy Bloggers</a> visitors :). I got some traffic last month when I got a post for the first time over there and now I'm back with another one about my horrendous commute. I hope you stick around and take a look at some of my past posts :).<br />
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I promise, I will get to writing the second installment of my <a href="http://chaigeishagirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/secrets-from-gamer-girl-part-i-early.html" target="_blank">Gamer Girl</a> story soon.<br />
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Let me take a bit of time and ask this - what would you like to see me write about? Any subjects or thoughts you want to see on here?<br />
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I can get a little scattered and I've learned I have an absolutely horrible memory these days, so I'm just wondering what the visitors and readers of my blog want to read about. Feel free to suggest anything and I'll take a stab at it and give you credit for the idea :). You can find a bit of what I focus my blogs on <a href="http://chaigeishagirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybe-im-thinking-too-much.html" target="_blank">here</a> - for a look at what makes me who I am.<br />
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I received a Versatile Blogger Award from my lovely friend <a href="http://itssofuzzy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Jaime</a> awhile back, but honestly, with only 5 followers, I didn't feel at all worthy of the award. I really should award others though, but most of the blogs I have in my sidebar have already won the award or even better awards. That's partly why I follow them - to read great stuff and hopefully get some insight on how to blog better.<br />
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For now I think just being honest and <a href="http://chaigeishagirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/reality-im-tired-and-little-cranky.html" target="_blank">real</a> is the best way to go.<br />
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So let me know if there's anything you want to know about me or my life. I try to be as open and inviting as I can. And please let me know about your blog too. I would love to read what you have to say :).<br />
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Thanks for stopping by and I hope it's not the only time!<br />
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1. <span style="color: #274e13;">Lunch with a coworker</span> - My coworker asked if I wanted to get lunch and we walked to a cafe we wanted to try. It was nice to take some time out to talk and just relax before getting back to our busy day.<br />2. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGmAMxBzHAJo2w_QjovkaIEJXjE6klLC2S1cKxc6OPBxKXHquI03y46iFAeitsr9dI4YtjMwIDWo0MpjhLENtkcjrVmIbaM9R0MW5Qk2i1L0cDJevbR8v8xkYXVBPA4dly_RJWvEl3OOQ/s1600/shopping-girl.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="color: magenta;">Shopping</span> - I love to shop, either online or out and about. I don't get to do it much and do a lot of window shopping. It's nice to get to buy things instead of just looking.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGmAMxBzHAJo2w_QjovkaIEJXjE6klLC2S1cKxc6OPBxKXHquI03y46iFAeitsr9dI4YtjMwIDWo0MpjhLENtkcjrVmIbaM9R0MW5Qk2i1L0cDJevbR8v8xkYXVBPA4dly_RJWvEl3OOQ/s1600/shopping-girl.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGD7gPcAVyoinAH_V2mTwtgKSENhM1WqngTmpYJPi8IO2Qwb8NFz4zw_1opeTRLwoX8ckPe83v9NjYjzZ-6Un39YkbAld3QMMZw1xCEhMLj9RYMhhxztuAlDdS542I8MRfzy9gONtd3Mk/s1600/37999190575552650_lJDSFAFM_c.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGD7gPcAVyoinAH_V2mTwtgKSENhM1WqngTmpYJPi8IO2Qwb8NFz4zw_1opeTRLwoX8ckPe83v9NjYjzZ-6Un39YkbAld3QMMZw1xCEhMLj9RYMhhxztuAlDdS542I8MRfzy9gONtd3Mk/s200/37999190575552650_lJDSFAFM_c.jpg" width="148" /></a>3. <span style="color: red;">Christmas</span> - It's my favorite holiday, probably because it combines shopping with giving to others. I love finding that special gift that mean something to those I care about.<br />4. <span style="color: blue;">Craft ideas</span> - I am addicted to Pinterest <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjYWLfW038TWDnbVfaK28TIFCjdDYhyphenhyphenzPNt4sHOmAH_kx3MJRDXP5t5F5uqnKtsMh_qjQpVImfSpO0BWvGc-Bhg3U20Zk2RCoGvXxKtxd9vXfJ879Ot99NcmNBQl4nQUm4VDQ-0uN8RWY/s1600/PINTEREST_2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjYWLfW038TWDnbVfaK28TIFCjdDYhyphenhyphenzPNt4sHOmAH_kx3MJRDXP5t5F5uqnKtsMh_qjQpVImfSpO0BWvGc-Bhg3U20Zk2RCoGvXxKtxd9vXfJ879Ot99NcmNBQl4nQUm4VDQ-0uN8RWY/s200/PINTEREST_2.jpg" width="200" /></a>right now. I am finding so many great ideas on things to make to give as presents. Now I just have to organize all my thoughts so I can get all the supplies I need in time to get them done.<br />5. <span style="color: #a64d79;">Free weekend!!</span> - No hospital visits and no rehearsal or performances. It's a rare weekend for me.<br />
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I can't believe it's already December and we are 23 days away from Christmas! I hope things are going well for you :).<br />
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-73380061159136925262011-12-01T15:36:00.001-08:002011-12-02T10:12:47.421-08:00Minority Report<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMoC5cjtKLrXbz7X-jIQBNJ9z-iYBcKzvFBaPd147YeLEVKul6aCw4GLDfBlYNb8D6jXbmMW5uKqMhrTVbozzWR9S5BpwRhuLC7R49SVGI-OKbekuC3ItEYx0KtABJUaP5TJ-Z_RulQCY/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I recently had a callback for a company closer to home. The callback was for, get this, the Color Purple, the musical.<br />
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What??<br />
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I auditioned during the general auditions, meaning I could be called or cast for any of their shows for the upcoming season. I thought for certain after my audition that I was a different animal than what they wanted and would not hear back from them again. So, when I got an email saying I had gotten a call back I was surprised. Then, to find out it was for the Color Purple, I was shocked.<br />
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My first thought was, aren't I the wrong color for this show? I mean, I was being creative when I wrote down the parts I thought I could play, but I didn't think they would take it seriously. It was more a bold move at a new company that made me do it. Guess it's paying off lol.<br />
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Don't get me wrong, I was honored and delighted to get a call back - my first ever, actually. I was just puzzled as to why I made the cut, especially for this show.<br />
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Maybe they didn't have enough people so they had to be a little more creative? I went with that train of thought as the most feasible.<br />
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I was wrong. I got to the call back auditions and felt very much in the minority. I know I got a few stares from the people already there.<br />
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We did 2 scenes and a bit of singing. Overall it went well and I did what I could to do my best at the acting . . . the singing came pretty easily to me. Who knows if they will pick me for any part, but they must have had something in mind to call me back in to audition again. I'll let you know if I hear anything back from this whole experience.<br />
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There is a bit of a theme right now, first the Color Purple, next up is auditions for South Pacific - which is getting more and more racist as I research it.<br />
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I'm used to being a minority, and reveling in the fact that I am (half Taiwanese, half Scottish, fyi), but sometimes I feel we don't need to bring attention to that particular aspect of people. I dunno . . . maybe it's something some people think about all the time, but I kinda thought we were past separation like that.<br />
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Although, I'm finding in the the theatre world, everything is up for scrutiny.<br />
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Anyway, just thought I would write about this little experience. We'll see what comes out of it all :).<br />
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1. Voice Lessons - I think these do me better than any therapy session I could go through . . . but it is only the 2nd lesson I've been through.<br />
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3. Nailpolish - It may have taken me 4 days, but I finally painted my nails in the first time since I started rehearsals. I am also going to get my hair cut for the first time since then too. If you don't know, there are a few restrictions when you perform on stage.<br />
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Well, that's it for now. If I am around my computer this weekend I might write another blog or write more on my gamer girl background, but we'll see.<br />
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-18903798069078330092011-11-15T16:23:00.001-08:002011-11-15T16:32:52.487-08:00The long and short of it<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I decided sometime between my last show, Camelot, and my current show that just ended, the Music Man, that I wanted to grow my hair out. I know, I know, why did I ever decide to do that? Well, I used to have really long hair in college and I really liked being able to do different styles with it. Thing is, I never really did anything with it apart from putting it in a ponytail. I remember telling one of the guys I sat next to in choir that I was thinking about cutting my hair and he reacted with complete shock, like it would be a complete travesty to think about cutting my hair short. My dad is also of the opinion that "his girls" should have long hair. Luckily, we both (my sister and I) have black hair (thank you Asian genes), but we also have wavy hair (thank you Scottish genes).<br />
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I did end up cutting my hair after that day in choir. I go from wanting my hair short to wanting it super long. I have tried and failed before at being patient and letting my hair grow, but I was super determined this year . . . plus, if you've read my past posts you know I've been super busy dealing with other things in my life.<br />
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So, after this last stint of performances my hair is not really at its best. I've started seeing split ends and frizziness is ruling my coif more often than I'd like. I have finally figured out how to get the waves to separate enough to look natural and cute (read - do not brush or comb between washings and wash only every other day or so). Now I just need to get it to look a little more polished.<br />
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Cue the search for a stylist. Everyone has someone they know or have heard about that is great. Unfortunately, my last few haircuts have been the free ones through Seven Salon and my last one was at a different training salon and took 3 hours to get a trim and side bangs. While the price was right, it took forever and instead of working with my waves she suggested I get a wave perm and ended up blow drying my hair straight for the final look. Not really what I was looking for.<br />
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I was looking online at all different types of salons and started looking at their "About Us" sections. Would you trust your hair to any of these people??<br />
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Is it just me or do they all look like they have the same haircuts in the same pictures?<br />
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Is it too much to ask to get my hair done for a reasonable price by someone who knows a little about my particular hair type and can help make it look good?<br />
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I don't know . . . maybe I'm thinking about it too much, but I've just had so many lackluster haircuts in the past that I don't want to ruin all the time I've spent waiting on my hair to grow. I just want a trim.<br />
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I'm am thinking about it too much. Maybe I need an adviser rather than a stylist.<br />
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-27933681145505925872011-11-12T16:27:00.001-08:002011-11-12T16:35:01.211-08:00Things are winding down . . . well hopefullyI am away from my house fort he weekend due to having performances pretty far away from where I live. I am staying at a friend and cast member's house and am borrowing a laptop for the weekend, so I thought I would post a little something while I had time.<br />
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Since this is our last weekend of performances I *should* have more freetime to catch up on all the things I've been neglecting for the past 3 or 4 months. I will actually have time at home on the weekends . . . just in time for the holidays. Luckily the holiday season is not that busy for me and we can definitely use some quiet time right now. We're gearing up for my husband to get his surgery soon, so some quiet time is something we are both looking forward to.<br />
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I do have an audition coming up and one more potentially on the way, so it's not completely quiet. I also am starting voice lessons again and trying to get back to a regular exercise schedule. That will take up at least 3 days a week, if I slack off . . . which I know I will.<br />
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I still have 4 hours a day of commuting, so that eats up a lot of my time during the week.<br />
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What am I happiest to have back after this weekend? Sleeping in :)! I adore sleep and love staying up late, so during the week it eats at me to only have a few hours at home before I have to go to bed and then I only get about 6 hours of sleep a night. I am definitely looking forward to sleeping in and having nothing pressing on my schedule for the weekend. It makes all the difference in the world.<br />
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Anyway, I have to get ready to go to the theater for a performance, but I thought I would take a little time to be thankful for what is to come soon.<br />
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I hope everyone has a good weekend :). I'll post more interesting stuff soon :).GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-82335949046303773462011-11-09T16:21:00.000-08:002011-11-09T16:23:02.550-08:00A word from the "silent one"My husband put this message as his Facebook status today and I thought I would share. As I've said, he is a very private person, so I thought it was very touching to see this:<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As you know I have been dealing with a serious disease this last year. I have had more then one close call with the angel of death. It has been very difficult time for me and those close to me. The good new[s] is that after a trying time with my insurance company i have been finally approved for my gastric pacemaker. I will be having my surgery soon. I am sorry for those people who didnt know whats been going on, i am just a very private person. Please feel free to ask any questions you might have, pray, or just send good vibes my way. I do care for all of you, and sorry if i dont show it as much as i should. Love ---</span></div>
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Here's my blog regarding this for </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-me-love-my-pet.html">Cheesy Bloggers</a><span style="font-style: italic;"> because my animals are my babies - as irritating as they can be, I love them so much.</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />I recently found the blog <a href="http://catversushuman.blogspot.com/">Cat versus Human</a> and it justified everything that is me regarding animals. I have been an avid cat lover since I was born, truly. My love of cats was specified by the fact that we had a blue</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSm1QD3za5DsJoYbVh4_lgcnuCpoW14S7dMToBFQlRtVYLnby8-CtrBTzF1zbl9S1DS1MUoj9faBLbwug11w5c995yqT6nWx4_z0l_eCU_7qb1BobsOFgv6w-zF5czmwMfCZcMUpDdiL4/s1600/n709060089_2566325_9673.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSm1QD3za5DsJoYbVh4_lgcnuCpoW14S7dMToBFQlRtVYLnby8-CtrBTzF1zbl9S1DS1MUoj9faBLbwug11w5c995yqT6nWx4_z0l_eCU_7qb1BobsOFgv6w-zF5czmwMfCZcMUpDdiL4/s200/n709060089_2566325_9673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672742629165574178" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span">-point Siamese for our family pet since before I was born. She was the first family member I e</span><span class="Apple-style-span">ver lost and her personality and love stays with me to this day.<br />We have always had cats in my house and I only went for about a year without any animals in my domicile. Howe</span><span class="Apple-style-span">ver, during that time I did work at a veterinary hospital, so I was in contact with animals still.<br />Funny thing . . . I found out right after my time working at the veterinary hospital that I am allergic to both cat</span><span class="Apple-style-span">s and dogs, but I continue to have animals in my life (and just take meds to live with them).<br />Right now I have 3 wonderful Siamese cats that rule my life. But that's not all. We also have 2 guinea pigs. If you have never seen guinea pigs and cats together you should - it's a fun time :). We let our guinea pigs roam around free sometimes, but they mostly stay in their cages.<br />Here's the rundown of the pets in our household right now:<br />Vader (Darth) - black male guinea pig</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hOvvi7zIgVBnDPW50yQbLid5MLdTn07aUgkeXDjyxZc22iOXPqLDwZ1i1vt-ujJcyJ_heE5vCencBmxmt2KXIxBFXNTwfBohpq8Q_hz93MgiabMGV89HBi-r1UukvilGuIL0DgF7WCg/s1600/57570_10150099111305090_709060089_7858999_2905576_o.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hOvvi7zIgVBnDPW50yQbLid5MLdTn07aUgkeXDjyxZc22iOXPqLDwZ1i1vt-ujJcyJ_heE5vCencBmxmt2KXIxBFXNTwfBohpq8Q_hz93MgiabMGV89HBi-r1UukvilGuIL0DgF7WCg/s200/57570_10150099111305090_709060089_7858999_2905576_o.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672742267642943778" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">Fett (Boba) - tan & white male guinea pig</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2Q7m3kDSffRr45M04bc28EPtKVY2vnvbAwgaUN4pUucJ3kWDjnaWO3qhgvp4TbeWAd05G6_DUyjSMmiroL7WFFVBtXbr86c-K-c1SLhrHBZCyrKGAcU7WOhIC9CSKpgHb96CQICnNWs/s1600/77685_10150099108945090_709060089_7858981_2917897_o.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2Q7m3kDSffRr45M04bc28EPtKVY2vnvbAwgaUN4pUucJ3kWDjnaWO3qhgvp4TbeWAd05G6_DUyjSMmiroL7WFFVBtXbr86c-K-c1SLhrHBZCyrKGAcU7WOhIC9CSKpgHb96CQICnNWs/s200/77685_10150099108945090_709060089_7858981_2917897_o.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672742395333181922" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">Ayanami Rei (Mama) - lynx point female Siamese<br />Cortex (Dad) - seal point male Siamese<br />Inara (Daughter) - lynx point female Siamese.<br />We have a busy house, just as I have a busy life. I wouldn't have it any other way though - much to my husband's dismay sometimes.<br />But that's not all. Well, that's all there is right now, but in the past we have also had frogs, anoles, and bearded dragons. In the future, when we have a house of our own instead of living in apartments and with other people, we want a dog (Pembroke Welsh Corgi to be specific) and a Russian tortoise. Our house will be a menagerie where people can come to be surrounded by animals - or so I joke now. I think we will always be outnumbered animals to humans, but not having any just isn't as interesting or fun of a life.<br />I hope this give some insight to why I am a complete and total cat lady. <a href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/">Cheesy Bloggers</a> really doesn't know what they have gotten themselves into asking about my pets lol :). I'll let you know if our menagerie ever truly gets going.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9zB_KhJU5dUVMyTXd5BGlwCfbuacRYOEPjub-GPKYAg_0wi8jRSj0ClsxSRIc0Ur6L5ASpaxVXmmQcpLi6m3w8hD9fb0Q5CfXoXgLHZxfQsOuEcpo_tzZs4sKaAbsiQscaK9g3RVCGZs/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9zB_KhJU5dUVMyTXd5BGlwCfbuacRYOEPjub-GPKYAg_0wi8jRSj0ClsxSRIc0Ur6L5ASpaxVXmmQcpLi6m3w8hD9fb0Q5CfXoXgLHZxfQsOuEcpo_tzZs4sKaAbsiQscaK9g3RVCGZs/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672743025806455298" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-72032665631937437442011-11-08T11:00:00.000-08:002011-11-08T11:41:54.584-08:00Whirlwind indeed . . .So, I should update my blog since the lovely and social J put me on her <a href="http://itssofuzzy.blogspot.com/2011/11/squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html?showComment=1320774562702#c3045344797044546627">latest blog</a> for people to come check me out. I'm super honored to have this opportunity, but unfortunately it come right when I'm on a mini hiatus from blogging due to my busy performance schedule with <a href="http://www.lyriclightopera.org/">the Music Man</a>.<br /><br />For those of you who are just joining me - I implore you to please stick it out for just about a week and I will get back to more frequent blogs and my regular scheduled "<a href="http://chaigeishagirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-on-friday_22.html">Five on Fridays</a>" posts. I have a lot of things brewing in my mind and in my life. If I could, I would write 2 - 3 blogs a day, but I think that would be a little too much information - I do need to sensor myself sometimes :).<br /><br />Anyway, a little about me, for those who are new to this blog:<br /><br />Music is my passion - I have my Bachelor's of Music Arts and have been singing for many years. I currently am in a production of the Music Man and have a callback for the Color Purple, the musical later this month. I hope to get back to voice lessons and continue to grow in my performances. Music is what I do and who I am. I went away from it for a few years and my life suffered for it. I hope to have more posts about growing in my art and getting back to the Diva I once was and hope to be.<br /><br />My husband has an incurable, debilitating disease: Diabetic Gastroparesis. I don't get too in depth with what he goes through, but I find that it helps me get through things to write about some of what goes on because of it. My husband is a private person, so I try not to divulge too much, but it's a daily part of my life and part of all of my decisions and thoughts, so it sometimes gets onto blog posts.<br /><br />I work as an administrative assistant/project coordinator - I have a M-F, 9am-5pm job that provides the funds for the above 2 things. It's not glamorous, but it does get me a lot of the things I need in my life. I have good coworkers, but also the usual office politics as well.<br /><br />I am a gamer/raver girl who reverts back to her early twenties every once in awhile - I have responsibilities and people counting on me, so I've had to limit my gamer/raver tendencies in my life. Check out the first installment about <a href="http://chaigeishagirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/secrets-from-gamer-girl-part-i-early.html">my gamer background</a> to see where it all started. I will do part 2 and 3 soon, I promise.<br /><br />I am a crazy cat lady lol - seriously, just ask J . . . she was around when I had 6 (yes 6) siamese kitties, all from one family. I'm hoping to write a blog regarding this for <a href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-me-love-my-pet.html">Cheesy Bloggers</a> because my animals are my babies - as irritating as they can be, I love them so much.<br /><br />Overall I am a busy, busy, woman who tries to find the good things in life that keep me going. I am easily amused and hope that I am not the only one who finds the things I do interesting.<br /><br />I hope you continue to read my blog and, like I said, stay with me until after this weekend where I will get back to a more normal schedule. Feel free to look through my past posts and comment - I would love to hear from you!<br /><br />Thanks for visiting! I truly appreciate it!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6sZKYKeGRhxUnIa-dp8PEPdlIdsv4rpl1J7puAln5Fy2EQfwDwOU7Furo2_vZSnM0hNr0ePR2aM_DL4B4dBsiElJcFbNBE_iUHMqNag561SulPvre3ziGREXJaDb1mOYz37tb20BaNE8/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6sZKYKeGRhxUnIa-dp8PEPdlIdsv4rpl1J7puAln5Fy2EQfwDwOU7Furo2_vZSnM0hNr0ePR2aM_DL4B4dBsiElJcFbNBE_iUHMqNag561SulPvre3ziGREXJaDb1mOYz37tb20BaNE8/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672704138899228386" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-57056355579494242372011-10-20T14:14:00.001-07:002011-10-20T14:42:10.265-07:00Tattoos and piercings belong to the weirdos . . . and I'm one of them<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytoVPj7Ng3rurMev5utPuyI3z9b3E-UYvVOUAwwTy2pIY_FaXiEgEj_7QSgJxO4rjvVwcb2apvCn3fhm1x7u0YB9Xe-h0smBbkt5xLuCNMIQkNrJKynHWbBq5Kyk-xTJYNavCdDy9saA/s1600/img_home.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytoVPj7Ng3rurMev5utPuyI3z9b3E-UYvVOUAwwTy2pIY_FaXiEgEj_7QSgJxO4rjvVwcb2apvCn3fhm1x7u0YB9Xe-h0smBbkt5xLuCNMIQkNrJKynHWbBq5Kyk-xTJYNavCdDy9saA/s200/img_home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665686140399030146" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />I overheard a conversation between a mother and son at the gas station yesterday. It struck me as odd, but at the same time it was really familiar. It's amazing what a couple decades can do to a person's outlook.<br /><br />Here's the scenario:<br />A teenage boy is talking with his mom while she is paying for his gas. She is telling him that she wants him to be safe and be good, stuff like that. During this talk she says that she doesn't want to see him getting any piercings or tattoos because it will ruin his future and his chances at being a success. Meanwhile, I am standing on the other side of the same pump with a lip ring in, listening to this whole exchange happen. The boy appeases his mother by saying he understands and they part ways soon after.<br /><br />There was a part of me that wanted to interject and let the boy know that even though I am a tattooed and pierced "outcast", I make quite a decent salary at a job that is professional and successful. It made me chuckle listening to the mom be so "suburban" in a time such as this. When I think about all of my friends that I grew up with who now have tattoos and piercing, yet still have successful careers it just makes me laugh a little. According to this woman we would probably all be seen as tattooed and pierced freaks of society that contribute nothing and waste resources . . . or something like that.<br /><br />Here's what I envision she is thinking while she is talking to her son:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9AZej17XJ7lrCDpB8Po79gFmvD5GIadqxx_msVEzxmS3Rj1cBiX5D9aodtN19N5F1eFKnfBWroXTYBvUZE2D9FytsObHBmgViCLYQLbewseUyH0hh0YjPTFMsnksOBtC1OdRQexbMH6U/s1600/an-example-when-stupidity-cannot-be-undone-tattoo-piercings-stupid-human-1294151285.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9AZej17XJ7lrCDpB8Po79gFmvD5GIadqxx_msVEzxmS3Rj1cBiX5D9aodtN19N5F1eFKnfBWroXTYBvUZE2D9FytsObHBmgViCLYQLbewseUyH0hh0YjPTFMsnksOBtC1OdRQexbMH6U/s200/an-example-when-stupidity-cannot-be-undone-tattoo-piercings-stupid-human-1294151285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665685990899994434" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here is what is standing on the other side of the gas pump from her:<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqck539eAy6xCtarWHNIy62v3JLK2demG_cM6BaCF0hDv365MNDa0bt94Fh9gHnPIWIWAml3DVgs0_yRbXAcXPPIawAsw7jydPWh6xuMLRrMJAIBqxOMhUf62PzfxDcnndsRcBAVYlVmI/s1600/20856_447627380089_709060089_6515444_6238833_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqck539eAy6xCtarWHNIy62v3JLK2demG_cM6BaCF0hDv365MNDa0bt94Fh9gHnPIWIWAml3DVgs0_yRbXAcXPPIawAsw7jydPWh6xuMLRrMJAIBqxOMhUf62PzfxDcnndsRcBAVYlVmI/s200/20856_447627380089_709060089_6515444_6238833_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665686293890366498" border="0" /></a><br /></div>I was a little infuriated when I first heard the conversation, but it has since turned to amusement. I am now living back where I essentially grew up - white bread, suburban Washington and it's amazing to me how much my views were initially shaped and eventually strayed from this area of the world. I haven't lived here my whole life, but it was a lot of what I grew up in. I find the conversation amusing because I can imagine a time when my dad would have said something very similar to me. He was very upset when I got my first tattoo when I was 19 and visibly disappointed when I came home with my lip pierced when I was 22. To this day I'm sure he doesn't have a clue about the other tattoos and piercings I have . . . and I'm fine with keeping it that way.<br /><br />Overall it honestly doesn't make a difference how we choose to modify our bodies, if we do at all. What matters is what we do with who we are. People can determine their own preconceived notions about me all they want, but if they really want to know who I am they just need to talk to me. If my piercings and tattoos scare them off, then I probably don't want to talk to them anyways.<br /><br />It was like I stepped into a time machine and went back to when I was a teenager. The whole incident surprised me how much the place I grew up in has stayed the same over the years, despite how much I have changed.<br /><br />Keep an open mind and see what happens :).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidO0knEUhmIBwyncdNtmzrskL5LcYYFsCZ9s33Y5IpBsyA0j8mQN5Sg_FJ0FSCf1x80_3p1Lu3fZPM89Um6Srr-LXWT9eaVHF-obuAe9GhNXuiIb3kbnpaQzgUQAUCwsedj3jT1nB-FJY/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidO0knEUhmIBwyncdNtmzrskL5LcYYFsCZ9s33Y5IpBsyA0j8mQN5Sg_FJ0FSCf1x80_3p1Lu3fZPM89Um6Srr-LXWT9eaVHF-obuAe9GhNXuiIb3kbnpaQzgUQAUCwsedj3jT1nB-FJY/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665686607053497330" border="0" /></a><br /><br />P.S. Here's another pic of a beautiful tattooed and pierced woman - for sticking with me on this journey (and because I thought she was pretty)<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizBAQMCVSeZiPO_J6-v0uXLut6kS4_2-eGcs8O3xfuEqn1JKv471lWOFRlNPLLC1kNe-6Gh3sspU4HV6QquQ-GkGXQl8WuI7uJwL4b5ARu4yE0rLJUGbZn1mbTPavJWdgWf4teZ17kVUc/s1600/tumblr_ktr1saOhJL1qzhp52o1_500.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizBAQMCVSeZiPO_J6-v0uXLut6kS4_2-eGcs8O3xfuEqn1JKv471lWOFRlNPLLC1kNe-6Gh3sspU4HV6QquQ-GkGXQl8WuI7uJwL4b5ARu4yE0rLJUGbZn1mbTPavJWdgWf4teZ17kVUc/s200/tumblr_ktr1saOhJL1qzhp52o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665692790750730610" border="0" /></a><br /></div>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-13243198267636848982011-10-18T21:47:00.001-07:002011-12-07T11:11:01.330-08:00Life is for the living . . . and boy am I livingI didn't realize that I haven't posted anything since the end of September, but things have been busy. 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1. Job position title change from Administrative Assistant to Project Coordinator<br />
2. Title change also came with a promotion :)<br />
3. The Music Man shows have been full force and lots of fun.<br />
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We are now on hiatus with the Music Man, so I have a bit of down time - which is good since now I have a ton of responsibilities at work.<br />
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These are not new responsibilities, just now people are taking notice of all the things I actually do. I have to be accountable for my actions now instead of experimenting with what I can and cannot do. I love having an active day at work, but it does cut into the downtime I used to have to look at things online and blog. Plus since we moved I now have a 2 hour commute (one way) each day. It all adds up to not much freetime.<br />
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I feel like I get no time to keep up with my friends. I'm not even on Facebook as much so I miss out on updates (whichever ones I get with the new format). One good thing about my long commute is getting to ride the train with my best friend each morning. We both have busy lives (she has a family on top of work, unlike me) and even though we work a building away from each other we both have new responsibilities and lots to do, so it's nice that we get a chance to catch up each morning. It's nice to be able to hang out again after so many years of knowing each other. We've had our rough patch where we didn't speak, but having husbands that are best friends kind of stopped that from continuing - and I'm so glad it did.<br />
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I get emails of great deals on places to vacation and things to do around the area and ever since this summer (and probably before that) I've dreamed of actually going on one of those . . . but that will have to wait. My closest prospect is taking time off to be up north for our next performances of the Music Man. Last time I stayed in a super cold cabin on the islands, but this time it's looking like I'll be staying on a couch at a friend's. We'll see how that goes. I'm super thankful I even have the option of staying somewhere because the drive killed my car last time and I don't have the money to stay at a hotel, but it is quite a change for me to deal with, especially right now.<br />
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At any rate, I will try to update things more often while I have some time away from performances and other things. I'm trying to get back into exercising and hoping to get back into voice lessons too, but time and money are a real issue these days, so here's to hoping it all works out. Speaking of time, I need to hit the shower before it gets too late. I switched to taking them at night since I just cannot get myself to wake up any earlier in the morning.<br />
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That's it for now . . . which is probably just barely skimming the surface. More later :).<br />
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</div>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-4345142507579161182011-09-30T14:31:00.000-07:002011-09-30T14:35:40.131-07:00The reality - I'm tired and a little cranky today . . .I am so frustrated and tired right now. I haven't had a chance to write a real blog in awhile because of my super busy schedule. Today I just have to do it though - it's just too much right now.<br /><br />This is going to be a serious one, so read at your own risk.<br /><br />My husband is in the hospital for the 10th time in as many months. I could go on a complete tirade about the health care system and how inconceivable (inconthevable! tee hee) it is, but I won't.<br /><br />I am going on 3 hours of sleep and I think stress is what is pushing me along right now. I had an idea of a long blog I wanted to write, but I'm running out of steam, so I'll try to keep it coherent, at least, at this point.<br /><br />I read <a href="http://www.danoah.com/2010/09/disease-called-perfection.html">this</a> blog after seeing the suggestion on <a href="http://itssofuzzy.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-thoughts-and-seriousness-this.html">it's so FUZZY</a> and it occured to me . . . my life has sorta forced me to live this way already. I totally see where the author is going with this, but my first reaction was that there are some people out there that will take it too far. Maybe it's because I'm around someone who does just that and I've had to separate myself from this person lately, but I feel there needs to be a distinction between being real and complaining about your life.<br /><br />Don't get me wrong - I am in complete agreement with taking away perfection and being real with everyone, I just think it needs to be clear where real ends and complaining begins. It's one thing to let someone know how difficult a time you are having dealing with a hurtful spouse, it is quite another to complain about how your spouse is not doing what you think they should. Or, it's one thing to be honest about your insecurities, it is another thing to point out all the "flaws" you have in hopes that people will tell you there's nothing wrong. Talking about your problems to someone who cares is not the same as talking about everything wrong in your life to the person who will listen. See what I'm talking about?<br /><br />Having someone who is chronically ill and there is nothing I can do really makes me rethink what is worth my time and what is not. It also has made me get to the point a lot faster because I don't have time to be discreet. I don't want to spend time trying to figure out what will offend someone and what doesn't - BUT that doesn't mean I don't care about other people and are not mindful of how I affect those around me. I care deeply for those in my life and appreciate the time I get to spend with them. If anything, my life right now makes me really take notice of what is going on in the lives of my friends and family and truly care about how they are doing.<br /><br />People just want to know they are not alone . . . that's what it comes down to. For me it takes talking to those I know about what is really going on in my life and hearing what is going on in theirs. Maybe that's why Facebook works so well for me. I get to know what is going on in all my friends lives everyday and can tell them what is going on in mine. It lets me spend time with friends even when I'm busy dealing with horrible doctors and uncomfortable chairs.<br />I want to expand on this topic more, but didn't want to let it get too far away from when the original blog was posted.<br /><br />It's amazing how quickly things can change in our lives and how quickly we see everything differently.<br /><br />Be real and be caring . . . we're not perfect, but if we are true and honest it won't matter.<br /><br />Thanks again for your time. Have a wonderful weekend!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSoFCcpejQvonTBoDTLQ9HQriQGcsmsHTDVS6PrK_e27_2cN6rcdyaS4cFRXpRfdIRqIMFExGefu-ePIcfauqhJ5YKdE36rg63gniWD7JV_HyNI5w-610uH398EZw2L67k6OIUBtX7zg/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSoFCcpejQvonTBoDTLQ9HQriQGcsmsHTDVS6PrK_e27_2cN6rcdyaS4cFRXpRfdIRqIMFExGefu-ePIcfauqhJ5YKdE36rg63gniWD7JV_HyNI5w-610uH398EZw2L67k6OIUBtX7zg/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658269102193061842" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-33343465220483694292011-09-23T16:52:00.001-07:002011-09-23T16:56:51.284-07:00Five on Friday - Double dose in double time!I realized I forgot to post one last week, so I made a list of 10 things this week to make up for it. Unfortunately I'm going to have to go into detail about my list next week when I have a little more time. For now, here are the 5 (times 2) things I am happy about this week:<br /><br />1. Prayer<br />2. Internet<br />3. Inside Jokes<br />4. Costumes<br />5. Acne treatments<br />6. Free refills<br />7. Cubicle mates<br />8. Water<br />9. My bed<br />10. Sleeping in<br /><br />I'm off to a dress rehearsal for The Music Man! It opens this weekend and I'm super excited to get all of this started.<br /><br />Have a great weekend everyone!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqjc5oSAtzw05AWfxOchFofX5RNXggRRJZUhoTCBV6cugQ6U_Nty2qgcj_MWiA8QwhhvCDfPhZDdN4Y4RxgFQF5gd9cCg36ABpBEWN5Dpq-h8vpiEUA_o3mrkRLYsDxbt6ocj0HXHAF8c/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqjc5oSAtzw05AWfxOchFofX5RNXggRRJZUhoTCBV6cugQ6U_Nty2qgcj_MWiA8QwhhvCDfPhZDdN4Y4RxgFQF5gd9cCg36ABpBEWN5Dpq-h8vpiEUA_o3mrkRLYsDxbt6ocj0HXHAF8c/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655708281459896754" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-45803447810205996902011-09-09T14:00:00.000-07:002011-09-09T15:35:48.608-07:00Five on FridayIt was a short week, but I'm always glad to see Friday come around :).<br /><br />1. <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Farmers' Market</span> - Every Thursday there is a small farmers' market outside my work. It is literally right across the street from our front door. It's an extension of the Pike Place Market with local growers setup during the day. I love to get the $5 - $10 bouquets they have every week. Right now the dahlias are in season and the bouquets are beautiful. Yesterday I ended up with 2 bouquets - a $5 I bought and a HUGE one that my husband bought for me :). I kept the one I got at work and took the big one home. It was so large I had to split it up into 2 vases. They are now sitting in my bathroom and make me smile everytime I go in there.<br /><br />2. <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Spoiling my cats</span> - My cats are my fur babies, as much as I dislike describing them that way. I love them so much and am so glad they are in my life. We went shopping yesterday to get all the supplies we needed now that we've moved. They got new collars (after they took off the cheap ones we got a couple weeks ago), a fountain water dish (they like running water) and a food dish with a timer (because they need to lose weight). I get so much joy in seeing them play around in their new area and just want to make them as comfortable as possible.<br /><br />3. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Train rides with friends</span> - Now that we have moved I have a longer commute to and from work. We are closer to our best friends though, and they work in the buildings next to mine, so it works out well. I've gotten a chance to ride the morning train in with my friend twice this week and it's so good to talk and catch up.<br /><br />4. <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">Warm weather</span> - I have used sunshine and blue skies already, so I thought I would put warm weather this time to encompass these beautiful summer days. I love sunny, warm weather and they are definitely here right now.<br /><br />5. <span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">New stuff</span> - Now that we've moved we have a little bit of extra funds. It still goes quickly, but it's been nice to be able to get some not so necessary things.<br /><br />Well, it's been a busy, whirlwind type of week for me. Even though it was a long weekend and short week, it was chocked full of a lot of things to do. Here's to the weekend!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdUzJnK2GC_cZBZUekE3z_v1Rap9B9gnivoItrMi3GeRc885Jkcgss028cAfjv90MVTc5Q7DdT9ZjBotyAYnUNpsV1NHIf1DgguTB0ggPlPjWZhqxoe09ul8J8KQKWGKelEfvbdUH4Xs/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdUzJnK2GC_cZBZUekE3z_v1Rap9B9gnivoItrMi3GeRc885Jkcgss028cAfjv90MVTc5Q7DdT9ZjBotyAYnUNpsV1NHIf1DgguTB0ggPlPjWZhqxoe09ul8J8KQKWGKelEfvbdUH4Xs/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650492140391339858" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-22668786428755417432011-09-07T13:04:00.000-07:002011-09-07T13:07:44.216-07:00a beautiful sunny day :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ4rSLmpnQj0hdW1Z4_MzNrCbgvq9ZzDPqBmVKhMveUT2aAqbDWmPXSgWrchC_l6pgMZlMDNgqW55istL9wnp3Yk4vk_0tAxk21gBH1Z48h1vagfonYrt_i3UiaGebed8yXsyCQWskVyk/s1600/25629_384141635089_709060089_5490176_4173701_n.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ4rSLmpnQj0hdW1Z4_MzNrCbgvq9ZzDPqBmVKhMveUT2aAqbDWmPXSgWrchC_l6pgMZlMDNgqW55istL9wnp3Yk4vk_0tAxk21gBH1Z48h1vagfonYrt_i3UiaGebed8yXsyCQWskVyk/s200/25629_384141635089_709060089_5490176_4173701_n.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649711239167654018" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://forblogs.blogspot.com/2011/09/picture-perfect-skys-limit.html">For the love of blogs</a> has a picture blog up right now and I just wanted to show a fun and sunny picture I took.<br /><br />Enjoy the sun while it's around :)!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuWmCn_cNvlo1QommIDF-d6KkgVTaUQgZp-m3cvHrpZqLwkq6TI2xET6fPw0ZT5-DnAct5yc3En8G2FD4Pdd6Up-Qo6rek48-wGMNhGOuuvCJWqdoo8CM07tuAXW4zfTutSYevEPUoO8/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuWmCn_cNvlo1QommIDF-d6KkgVTaUQgZp-m3cvHrpZqLwkq6TI2xET6fPw0ZT5-DnAct5yc3En8G2FD4Pdd6Up-Qo6rek48-wGMNhGOuuvCJWqdoo8CM07tuAXW4zfTutSYevEPUoO8/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649711646759745650" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-91998111543172740082011-09-02T15:51:00.000-07:002011-09-02T16:05:02.970-07:00Five on Friday - Labor Day Weekend editionIt's a 3-day weekend for me :)! Sadly it's pretty bittersweet because of things going on in my life, but at least I won't have to worry about work for 3 days. One less stress is better than nothing.
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<br />It's been another tough week, so I need to really appreciate what I do have. Here's my list for this week of what I am thankful for:
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<br />1. <a href="http://www.fxnetworks.com/shows/originals/wilfred/aboutTheShow.php">Wilfred</a> - if you haven't heard of this show and have a strange sense of humor (or one similar to mine) I highly recommend seeing this show. It's our show not to miss during the week (even though I missed this week's, but we'll catch up). It's on Thursdays at 10pm on FX and I am shocked at what they get away with on this show. Plus, it was adapted from an Australian show and the main character is played by the same actor for both shows. From what I can tell both renditions are still aired on tv. Check it out, seriously. It's hilarious.
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<br />2. <a href="http://coopersdell.com/">Red State</a> - Okay, so I haven't seen it yet, but I'm really looking forward to seeing this movie. Hopefully I can get internet up and running so I can see it soon.
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<br />3. Chrysanthemums - I bought some pretty mums the other day for one of my new managers for a welcome present. I'm not sure if he will actually take care of them, but I really liked how they looked.
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<br />4. NO RENT!! - We have officially moved out and when my 1st of the month check hit my account this week it was awesome to know that I didn't have to automatically turn it around and pay rent. We also got most of our deposit back yesterday when we did our final walkthrough. It is lovely not to feel broke right at the beginning of the month.
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<br />5. Nostalg<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/18/PuyallupFair.png/220px-PuyallupFair.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 156px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/18/PuyallupFair.png/220px-PuyallupFair.png" alt="" border="0" /></a>ia - We moved back into the house I grew up in to help with finances and my family. With that comes a lot of memories from the house and the area I now drive to and from everyday. Added to that is a new radio station called GENX (probably KGNX) that plays nothing but music from the '90s - all stuff I used to listen to when I first started driving and when we first moved to the area. It's been fun recounting memories to my husband, even though he's probably heard all the stories already.
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<br />So there you have it for this week. Added bonus - 6. Labor day weekend!!!
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<br />Have a fun and safe weekend everyone!
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<br />GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-66718242928612661142011-09-02T14:52:00.000-07:002011-09-02T15:27:54.517-07:00Popular, you're gonna be pop-u-lar<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mNIwSYp4N-Y" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="420"></iframe>
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<br />GLINDA:
<br />(Spoken)
<br />Elphie,now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project!
<br />ELPHABA:
<br />(Spoken)
<br />you really don't have to do that...
<br />GALINDA:
<br />(Spoken)
<br />I know, that's what makes me so nice!
<br />(Sung)
<br />whenever I see someone less fortunate than I,
<br />and let's face it, who isn't less fortunate than I?
<br />my tender heart tends to start to bleed.
<br />and when someone needs a makeover,
<br />I simply have to take over!
<br />I know I know exactly what they need!
<br />and even in your case,
<br />though it's the toughest case I've yet to face,
<br />don't worry, I'm determined to succeed!
<br />follow my lead,
<br />and yes indeed, you will be...
<br />POPULAR! you're gonna be popular!
<br />I'll teach you the proper ploys,
<br />when you talk to boys,
<br />little ways to flirt and flounce, ooh!
<br />I'll show you what shoes to wear!
<br />how to fix your hair!
<br />everthing that really counts to be...
<br />POPULAR! I'll help you be popular!
<br />you'll hang with the right cohorts,
<br />you'll be good at sports,
<br />know the slang you've got to know.
<br />so let's start,
<br />'cause you've got an awfully long way to go!
<br />don't be offended by my frank analysis,
<br />think of it as personality dialysis,
<br />now that I've chosen to become a
<br />pal, a sister and advisor,
<br />there's nobody wiser!
<br />not when it comes to...
<br />POPULAR! I know about popular.
<br />and with an assist from me,
<br />to be who you'll be,
<br />instead of dreary who you were...uh, are.
<br />there's nothing that can stop you,
<br />from becoming populur... lar...
<br />la la, la la!
<br />we're gonna make you pop-u-lar!
<br />when I see depressing creatures,
<br />with unprepossessing features,
<br />I remind them on their own behalf
<br />to - think - of
<br />celebrated heads of state,
<br />or 'specially great communicators!
<br />did they have brains or knowledge?
<br />don't make me laugh!
<br />they were POPULAR!
<br />please! it's all about popular.
<br />it's not about aptitude,
<br />it's the way you're viewed,
<br />so it's very shrewd to be,
<br />very very popular like ME!
<br />(Spoken)
<br />why, miss Elphaba, look at you.
<br />you're beautiful!
<br />ELPHABA:
<br />(Spoken)
<br />I, I have to go...
<br />GALINDA:
<br />(Spoken)
<br />you're welcome...
<br />(Sung)
<br />and though you protest,
<br />your disinterest,
<br />I know clandestinly,
<br />you're gonna' grin and bear it!
<br />you're new found popularity!
<br />ah!
<br />la la, la la!
<br />you'll be popular!
<br />just not quite as popular as ME!
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<br />Okay, this was a long introduction for my blog, but when I saw the <a href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/2011/08/popularity.html">Cheesy Bloggers theme of "popularity"</a> I automatically thought of this song.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>In fact, I sing it in my head anytime someone says the word popular.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It also helps set the scene for my thoughts on popularity. <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I've read a couple of the blogs on this topic through Cheesy Bloggers and it seems like most of us were not in the popular crowd in school.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It also looks like we kind of got over our need to be popular once we left the school scene and continued on to our lives.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I think that is also mostly true for me.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I do have a different aspect in my life than most of the friends I have or bloggers of the blogs I've read.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am a part of a culture that makes its business on getting people to notice them and acknowledge them as something special.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>If that doesn't happen, everything that they work for is for nothing.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>In essence, if something isn't popular, it is a failure.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The culture I'm talking about is the musical theatre crowd.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I was writing a long explanation of how I got into the musical theatre arena, but that was turning into a book, so I decided to rewrite my thoughts a bit.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Where I went to school it was a big deal to be in choir . . . not like you see on Glee where they are outcasts. We also weren't like Glee in the aspect of a show choir either,we were just a large choir in velvet robes and satin sashes.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPscFuvyMo7WWVOtHPFhzMB_gMeiDTi7jZ020vGG2msOp2e_qpldKRKA4mVnUDDhn9bWA8T0lKx2YquwaBwDumwA9FtvpYL7G7e0tIYMSBP2rxXX_94LSWJsuOH4-s7Xv3Rk7_DSELP3c/s1600/bluerobes.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPscFuvyMo7WWVOtHPFhzMB_gMeiDTi7jZ020vGG2msOp2e_qpldKRKA4mVnUDDhn9bWA8T0lKx2YquwaBwDumwA9FtvpYL7G7e0tIYMSBP2rxXX_94LSWJsuOH4-s7Xv3Rk7_DSELP3c/s200/bluerobes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647888549098182866" border="0" /></a><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>We were not the outcasts; we were the people everyone wanted to talk to and get to know.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I had a strange experience in High School when I was in Concert Choir (the highest auditioned choir in High School) where someone said they knew me and knew about me and I had never talked to them before.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It was strange to think that people wanted to know about me just because I was a singer.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This only helped me when I entered college and had to audition for the college choir.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I got my degree in Music Arts, but when I began college I was a Music Ed major.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I had to be in choir and the top choir was what I and many other students aspired to be a part of.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The people in that <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_K9w4gdM2Jl3u3tlKk7bX0lH5IuiUaWgWP0r9IaTh-cjx-EORe9KvjSKWZHXVizw0Vmk0H8OekcPsVZFerOSWX6sghlmT4ynqC15tsFu5nWgGPnDF63TOzNcFt8ISdDvzLfA8yPU_ykc/s1600/28126_436447255089_709060089_6216342_4849283_n.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_K9w4gdM2Jl3u3tlKk7bX0lH5IuiUaWgWP0r9IaTh-cjx-EORe9KvjSKWZHXVizw0Vmk0H8OekcPsVZFerOSWX6sghlmT4ynqC15tsFu5nWgGPnDF63TOzNcFt8ISdDvzLfA8yPU_ykc/s200/28126_436447255089_709060089_6216342_4849283_n.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647889478507934770" border="0" /></a>choir were the rock stars of the music community.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I hated getting into the all girl choir as a freshman and sophomore.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Then I tried out as an alto OR soprano my junior year and suddenly skipped over the intermediate choir and got to<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>become a “rock star” for the next 3 years (I went to college for 6 years for my BMA, which is a whole other story).<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I became one of the “popular” girls for the second time in my academic life, but I was an outcast within the popular crowd, if that makes any sense.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>So even though I have been in the popular arena I still felt out of place and separated from it all.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Fast forward to now – I am part of my second musical theatre production with the same company.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I have not gotten a specific role yet, but I’m working to get that accomplished.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m on “the other side of the fence” these days when it comes to being a musician . . . meaning I’m older than most leads are in the theatre.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m “over the hill” so to speak . . . although I still have a lot to do in order to reach my prime singing potential.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The popularity that I experienced in school translates to the stage so well.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It becomes almost political in nature.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s like popularity on steroids in the music business.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Especially for women and absolutely especially for women sopranos.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s who you know and how you’re regarded that makes a lot of difference.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I have to put in my time being in the background in order to get noticed enough to be brought forward.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It hasn’t happened yet, but almost.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I just have to keep plugging away.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">All in all I’ve had my ups and downs with being popular, but would have never considered myself that.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>In retrospect, if I would have just realized I was popular in my circles it might have gotten me farther . . . or I might have been more mischievous than I was, but it’s probably better that I wasn’t.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">I consider myself a <a href="http://chaigeishagirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/secrets-from-gamer-girl-part-i-early.html">gamer girl</a> with a passion for music more than anything else.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>And I guess that’s all that counts in the end.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrL7YrDGOAEbfM2Pb4ZK7CgCH-WaceoXwupD2gwMWzn0_6Cv8TlOepkERkQWsVEM20Oi-NNcJ1ltatTYKC67aUHNRNz3sM3-k7DSp1yHlAftqlqymwdn_vdlmgnO5Uuopc2uQtQruUNo8/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrL7YrDGOAEbfM2Pb4ZK7CgCH-WaceoXwupD2gwMWzn0_6Cv8TlOepkERkQWsVEM20Oi-NNcJ1ltatTYKC67aUHNRNz3sM3-k7DSp1yHlAftqlqymwdn_vdlmgnO5Uuopc2uQtQruUNo8/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647885666335345346" border="0" /></a></p> GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-1250214367720077912011-08-26T15:52:00.000-07:002011-09-07T13:22:53.194-07:00Five in Friday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://landingaday.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/mt_rainier_a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 391px;" src="http://landingaday.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/mt_rainier_a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>1. Blue skies - it is so sunny and warm right now :). That natural vitamin D is doing me good.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://free-retro-graphics.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/secretary.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 159px;" src="http://free-retro-graphics.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/secretary.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />2. New work responsibilities - while this might be a not so good thing, it's a good thing right now because it is stretching my abilities and making me feel like I accomplish things during the day rather than waiting around for something to do.<br /><br />3. Meeting new people - again, because of the changes in my job, and again, could be a not so good thing, but not in this case. Because I have new responsibilities I'm meeting new people at work and getting to talk about my interests and who I am. It really makes me feel I'm going in the right direction after all.<br /><br />4. Free Food - I'm kinda suffering from long term memory loss (not really) and only thinking about what is right infront of me, but I found some free food today just when I was feeling hungry. With everything going on I certainly could save some $$ and this came at the right time.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.nealjansons.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/grooveshark.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://www.nealjansons.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/grooveshark.png" alt="" border="0" /></a>5. <a href="http://www.grooveshark.com/">Grooveshark</a> - I'm listening to my 3 audition pieces right now and I'm so thankful to have a media to do that with. Since I have been so busy moving and taking care of things I haven't had much time to rehearse, so listening to these songs on repeat while working really helps me out. If you haven't looked into Grooveshark, you should. Especially if you want to listen to a particular artist instead of just artists that are like them. It's free and commerical free (for now) and doesn't need any downloading to use.<br /><br />Well, I should get some things done before I have to jet to rehearsal and cleaning later tonight.<br /><br />Have a fabulous weekend!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujGd5exOOPvH0R8c2VmwDTt3w8itudpy7DcnebvZyXFLZuShCYuNrtOYNtZmXGx_hIpn4yI0Nk-gENjyxRkek4tYqYhkakJTxh_8HLwKIBklxf8x2ab6GiednEi8ZXxjklCA7rAjadt8/s1600/signature+bright+pink.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujGd5exOOPvH0R8c2VmwDTt3w8itudpy7DcnebvZyXFLZuShCYuNrtOYNtZmXGx_hIpn4yI0Nk-gENjyxRkek4tYqYhkakJTxh_8HLwKIBklxf8x2ab6GiednEi8ZXxjklCA7rAjadt8/s200/signature+bright+pink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649715770397873922" border="0" /></a>GeishaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661906250536621642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014201586945637855.post-37608379609096982782011-08-26T14:02:00.000-07:002011-08-26T14:55:17.285-07:00Always a duckling, never a swan.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY93QaM4a8Z5RlWuMG4CXSzLBbQGHy6nNo0F_3sTwmCN7MwgQxTszsbKvxzgt9CMJhoX5avxEUNM0BVXHPanDDiSVhhB3c0TBaeGU6EITZYsH1VJc73UPjo45QqZHsYg_0gY7xfTlb44U/s1600/4725259066_eb77d3b01a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY93QaM4a8Z5RlWuMG4CXSzLBbQGHy6nNo0F_3sTwmCN7MwgQxTszsbKvxzgt9CMJhoX5avxEUNM0BVXHPanDDiSVhhB3c0TBaeGU6EITZYsH1VJc73UPjo45QqZHsYg_0gY7xfTlb44U/s200/4725259066_eb77d3b01a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645286553019135106" border="0" /></a>As a young girl I wanted to be a ballerina (despite never having been in a class in my life). I would walk on my tip toes because I thought ballerinas walked that way all the time. This probably lead to my knee problems later in life, but I'll never really know. I always wanted to be that graceful girl on the stage until I realized my large feet and not-so-slim build probably wouldn't work out the best for that aspiration.
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<br />This week's <a href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/">Cheesy Bloggers</a> theme is called, "<a href="http://cheesybloggers.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch-your-step.html">Watch Your Step</a>," and I wanted to write about a clumsy situation to commiserate with my fellow accident prone people.
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<br />Growing up I was always the girl who tried her hardest to sit up straight and walk with purpose, or so I thought. Looking back I probably looked pretty silly, making such an event of just walking from one point to the next, but it seemed so important to me then. I would strive to be a beautiful swan gliding gracefully through the playground during recess when I probably looked more like a clumsy duck waddling my way to the four-square area.
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<br />As I got older, becoming a soprano in the choir did not help my delusions of gracefulness. We were always told to sit up straight and express the music to reach the audience. While the facial expression in class and voice lessons helped me show my feelings on my face, the posture and demeanor only furthered my plight to be a graceful princess.
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<br />Instead of all my efforts showcasing me as a beautiful statueque woman, it turned out to make me look like a clumsy, regularly bruised person. I still have my "feminine wiles" about me, I've just come to the realization that I may not be as graceful and effortless looking as I think. This is punctuated by the fact that my husband reminds me of how not graceful I am. He means no harm, but he has made some effort in the past to point out how truly clumsy I am.
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<br />I don't have a specific story of my clumsiness that I can think of, but I do tend to drop anything that shouldn't be dropped, hit my head on things that are clearly in the way, and run into things that I could have easily avoided.
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<br />For some reason I have slight depth perception problems. I tend to take corners too sharp and hit my shoulders on the door frame. I almost always hit my head on any cabinet door that is above me, no matter how often I remind myself that it is there. I stub my toe on corners all the time. My husband actually took our bed frame apart and built a different one so I would stop bumping my hip on the foot board every night before getting into bed lol. I have also been known to trip over my own feet and snag my foot in my pants.
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<br />Being a part of the musical theater community now I know quite a few dancers. I no longer see ballerinas as such graceful creatures, but do still wonder how they can maneuver around so easily and without harm. Oh well, such is my life of aspiring to be graceful and settling for just not bumping into things.
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