The Muffin Man

For the past year or so I have been woking on a one woman show. It's about what it means to be a Pondie and a family tradition to sing the Muffin Man at Christmas. The Majority of my family saw a performance of my monologue at my college graduation party.

Anyway this past christmas 2006, my brother was feeling under the weather. Out of the blue he asks for a substitute to lead the muffin man song. And yes, he asked me to lead the song! I had no idea he was going to ask me. It was amazing. I don't think I can explain to you how amazing this experience was... I was the first woman EVER to lead the muffin man in my family. We have been singing this song since 1923 and I am the first woman to lead the song! It was great.

Unbelievable. It is almost March and I still have moments of disbelief that I lead the Muffin Man at my family christmas!

Thank you Chad!

refreshing...

A complement I have been recieving a lot lately is a complement I really like and I always want to be apart of me. The complement goes something like this: "You are a bit of fresh air" "You're free spirited" "You're refreshing".

I am what I am.

I always want to be up for an adventure. I never want to be stuck in my ways. I want to know as many different kinds of people as I can. Different people lead to different beliefs, differnet hopes, different adventures, different worries, and simply a different life plan.

I hope I'm always open minded.

Selfish

I'm starting to realize more and more that your college years are the most selfish years of your life. Maybe because it's our first time with real freedom from our parents. First time you really get to do what YOU want to do. If I wanted to eat pasta instead of soup I could, and it wouldn't insult anyone. I could take the classes I wanted to take. I could wear what I wanted to wear. It doesn't matter in college when you wear pajama pants.

Now, I'm in the working world and I'm supposed to care about what I wear. It's hard to go from not really caring about what I'm wearing to dressing appropriate. I never was a slutty or inappropriate dresser; I just hate that now I can't be an inappropriate dresser.

MN state FAIR

I heart the MN state Fair. I really do. There is not anything else like it out there! I was only there for three hours today, so I know i didn't even do 10% of all the activites. But I DID see the dairy princess being craved into butter. A munchkin who was in the Wizard of OZ, he was a lollipop kid. Saw the lumberjack boys fight on a log. Then we got a bucket of cookies and went to the milk booth to get all the milk we could drink. It was great.

the first thing i miss about OR

The first thing I miss about Oregon is that my car's license's plate fades in with all the other MN plates. I don't have the excuse that I'm out of town when I make stupid driving mistakes.

my mom's Interpretation of my friends

The first thing my mom said about my friends from LC,
"Your school is full of well travelled students and civic minded individuals"

The second thing my mom said about my friends was,
"You surround yourself with people like you. You are an honest and caring person. This is what your friends are. They are honest; what you see is what you get."

I like my friends. Thanks friends!

now you've graduated

I'm too old to be a camp counselor and I'm too young to be a teacher.
I don't want to hang out in bars and night clubs for the next 10 years; what am I suppose to do?

what is my role...

I know i love theatre. But when you love something, some art, it just seems to take over your life. I dont know if I want that. I also know that I love a lot of other things too, how can I commit myself to just one job or life style. Doing theatre is a life style. I also know that I'm not the best actor, stage manager, or director. If I do theare what slice of the theatre pie am i sopose to do?

Also, when you love something there are always annoying things about it. Sometimes the craziness of theatre drives me wacky or some of the people just are too much for me to handle.

It's weird to think that I have already commited so much of my life to theatre. Art is like a drug. Once you start, how do you stop? Do I need to stop? Can I have a life and do theatre?

I have been trying to avoid theatre the past 2 years or so; however, ANYONE who knows me can see theatre written all over me. Why do I even pretend that theatre is not apart of me.

Ugggg, what am I sopose to do with theatre...