Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Friday, August 8, 2014
There are times when I regret leaving New York but they are fewer and fewer as time rolls on. I feel healthy and happy again. I dropped my grieving weight (I got chubby during the terminal illness and death fest. I was just drained emotionally and physically from it all). For the first time, I dated someone just to date someone. After such a rough time with my personal life, it was just nice to have someone. I never thought I would be that girl, but in an odd way, the end of it helped me get back to life and ditch that broken feeling. I went up for a NY audition for a choreographer I've worked for before and completely blew it. I knew it and she knew it. I don't miss being one girl in three thousand auditioning for three spots. I went into Whorehouse nervous about being "good enough" and that I would be that weird local that just got the contract cause they were local. I don't have those worries anymore and there are some fierce folks in Houston that I love working with them. And I'll get to do it again.
I feel good about where I'm at. I'm not on a traditional path- either with my life or my career, but I'm on the path that suits me. I'm excited about the possibilities again.
I'm not sure what this blog should be titled anymore. I only wore my granny boots for one scene in Whorehouse! And my Arikas have replaced my Laducas. Solid, flattering, and Gorgeous! What's not to love?
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Lots of my friends in New York still ask me when I'm coming back. I don't think I am.
If my family was close, sure I would think hard about it and probably would. But when my uncle and godfather was dying, I had 6 hour plane ride and then more the 5 hours in a car to go visit him. It was two days there to spend an afternoon with him and then two days back. I missed his funeral cause I couldn't take a week off for it.
Besides my family, there are def some pluses to living out of New York. I love my dog. There is so much more space. Tamales and margaritas. And Mardi Gras!
If I was married to someone who made good money, I could sporadically teach, dance with a company, work with local theaters without having a real 9 to 5. I've worked lots of women and men who do in both NY and Houston. But I'm not and I want to be able to support myself. Just me, myself, and I. And in a grander style than living paycheck to paycheck. (Though I'm not buying Minnie fancy Blue Buffalo dog food again no matter how much I make. Those farts were deadly!)
Going on a blind date this week, thanks to one of my mom's friends. Nice Catholic boy in a stable job. my mother is ecstatic. My mom and her friends all seem to want to set me up with their sons,their friends, or their coworkers siblings, or anyone else they can find.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Life continues to be a little crazy. My grandfather into nursing rehab and then hopefully he will be in assisted living soon. So now its back to trying to figure my life out! Baby Bandit is settling in. From a puppy mill gone way wrong (they are wrong to begin with but absolutely awful when way out of whack), he spent the first eight months of his life being criminally neglected and has not been socialized with people at all prior to coming home with us. Every day he gets a little less afraid, a bit more confident, and fluffier! He loves to play and loves Miss Minnie. Minnie is getting accustomed to the idea of him. She does want to be the alpha (she fits right I with the women in our family) but is slowly coming around. She is just a great loving little girl who doesn't know how to play. Hopefully she and Bandit will continue rub off on each other. They already are! The job hunt is also moving along. I have some part time work and an interview at a charter Jr high tom that is still looking for a dance teacher. As was explained to me, recent in laws in Texas have made it impossible for schools to hire a non certified or qualified teacher. To be qualified, you have to pay the state and pass their subject tests (which if they are anything like the state arts tests I took in high school, are an absolute joke. Fingers crossed!) If the teacher is not certified, Texas schools have to send letters home to parents. Needless to say, one of the schools that wouldn't even give me an interview cut the program rather than hire a non Texas certified teacher. So now I'm playing by the rules and starting my alternitive certification. Hopefully it will work out with the dance teaching job! Theatre wise, I've had some response off all my emailing and mailings, but Houston theatres are still cliquey and very tight. I have an offer to choreograph 9 to 5 this summer. It's at a community theatre where they hire professional directors and designers. I loved the last time I worked with this director and am excited to work with him again!