remember these guys?

It's been a while since I posted any pics of the pups. Enjoy!

kick me baby one more time

(Did you get my Britney reference with the title up there? I'm still feeling sorry for her. I have Britney on the brain.)

So here I am, in week 18 of pregnancy, i.e., the most stressful time of my life. We are still in the midst of some stressful testing, and ugh ugh ugh, anyone who tells you it's a glowy, happy, smiley time, is, well, luckier than me. But it's had its moments, don't get me wrong. This week, I believe I have finally felt some movement that is not gas-related (and if you are saying ewww, stop right here, because everything related to pregnancy is gross, and has at least some "ew" factor to it). Anywho, you know if you have gas, you can feel some sort of "bubbles" in your stomach? Well, that's a lot of what it's like to feel a baby move around at first. You sit there and contemplate every single sensation that you feel, and think, "is this it?" "is this it?" until at some point, you realize that if you actually did have that much gas, you'd probably just explode.

So I believe The Troublemaker (that is what it is being called this week, in my nicer moments) is making its move. Communication from the other side is strange. I guess it turns out I'm not just getting fat!

random

Here are my thoughts at the moment:

I feel badly for Britney Spears. She's such a mess, and never in my life did I ever think I would look at K-Fed as more put together than she is. But such is the case, right now. I hope that girl gets serious help, although ditching rehab twice in one week doesn't bode well. I feel like she's about five seconds from overdosing or something. What a mess.

My show with Alan, Love Letters, was great. We got lots of very nice compliments and it was fun to see everyone there. Probably the hardest part of this show for me was holding my face straight when people were laughing. We got a lot of loud laughs at certain parts, and for some reason I really had to control my face not to break out into a smile. Anyway, that was my last performance for a while.

I can't fit into my pants. Really, that's all I can say about that.

Why is there no good TV on Wednesday night? I know Lost is on at 10, but I'll be asleep by then. My TiVo is empty of anything good, so I think I'm just going to hit the sack early. What a winner.

last hurrah

So, tonight is Love Letters. This has been a really hellacious week for me personally (never get pregnant unless you are prepared to deal with stress you never imagined possible - and believe me, I'm a professional stresser) but today I need to shut off my brain and focus on the show tonight. I'm excited about it, because I enjoy this show so much, and I'm thrilled to be able to do it again, with my friend and fellow blogger, Alan. Even though it's a "staged reading," I feel there's a lot more to it than just reading a script. If you do it right, you go through that script many times, so you've got it half memorized, and so you can really dig deep into the emotional aspects of the characters. My character really takes a downward spiral, and it's a lot of fun to play, if not completely emotionally draining. I hope I can do it justice tonight, after a particularly emotionally-draining week.

The other kinda weird thing about tonight is, this is my last hurrah as far as performing goes for a while. It's not like I'm retiring from my little community theater side-career, but I don't think I will be this actively involved in a show again for at least a couple of years, what with the new production at home in five months. Community theater has been such an enormous part of my life for the past 15 years or so, and I've really found another family among the many amazing, fun, talented, funny, exceptional people I've worked with on dozens of shows. It's not like I won't be "behind the scenes" still - I'm still on the board of directors in Southington, and I'll help as much as I can, but it's going to have to take a backseat to whoever will be occupying the carseat.

Thanks to everyone who is coming tonight.

let it...snow? ice? what is this?

So the big snow storm the weather peeps have been getting their panties in a twist over for the past few days (pardon the expression - a friend of mine says it and I think it's funny) has turned out to deliver about an inch of snow in my area and now all kinds of ice. I'm working from home today - although I guess I don't have to, because today was just declared a "snow day" - wahoo! So reminicent of my school days, when I just begged that they would read "Southington" on the school cancellation lists on the radio. Now it's easier to find out - you can just log online and hear whether you have to go to school. No waiting for them to push through most of the alphabet before they got to "S". So, I'm spending Valentine's Day with my actual valentine, instead of my work peeps and my show peeps (we were supposed to have rehearsal for Love Letters tonight, but that was canceled too).

Sorry I haven't been blogging a lot. Life has been pretty crazy, and not with stuff I want to blog about at the moment.

Happy Valentine's Day!

entertainment bits

I'm still shocked by Anna Nicole Smith's sudden death. I'm sure it will turn out to be an overdose of some sort, but her life, especially lately, has been tragically sad.

I just watched last night's episode of "Lost." It was interesting, but it wasn't awesome as had been suggested by just about every media outlet. I'll still watch, but my interest level has waaay dropped.

Don't forget! Next Saturday night is my and Alan's performance of Love Letters. It's going to be my last performance for a while, so you're not going to want to miss it.

can you spell this?

I just finished watching the movie Akeelah and the Bee. Super cute. I loved it.