Memorial Day

Turned out to be a really lovely day.  The sun was shining and I was lucky enough to be amongst great company.
Hula Hooping, Badminton, Hearty conversation, Fun food, Kid Playing, Balloon making, Chalking on cement stairs, Getting to see my friends fabulous new home and feeling at peace.
I don't get out enough and this was just perfect.
I'm just not good like I use to be at socializing.  I seem to get overwhelmed easily with crowds now.  That never use to happen......or maybe it did and just now I am recognizing and acknowledging it.   Maybe I am really more introverted and just never accepted it.
I have been having a happy and easy time off.  All my efforts with chores and events seem to flow with ease and grace.  No real problems.  No procrastinating.  Seem to be handling Mothers situation calmly and quietly and enjoying the challenges that come my way.
I had an audition = was called back = booked the job.  Start rehearsals in August.  The show closes on my Birthday.  Nice.
My cat, Camille turned 10 months today.  She was born on July 30, 2014.  She is a spicy cat, full of piss and vinegar.  Sure hope that changes in her 12th month of living.  
Going to try to see a dermatologist about taking that thing out of my left arm.  Nobody notices it but me.  I want to feel more confident when I wear sleeveless shirts and dresses.  Who knows ~  it might cause problems as the years go on.   Certainly don't want that.  Have to do it while I still have Insurance.

A Challenging Week

Having a hard time trusting people this week.  I feel like I am fighting a battle all by myself and everyone around me does not want me to succeed.  Then I was in Fed Ex getting ready to mail a package and this woman comes out of nowhere and tells me not to mail the package.  I spent almost 2 hours with this woman named Nora.  A tall strong Russian woman.  It was freaky ~ like she was this angel that appeared to me.  The timing was uncanny.  So I listened and asked questions.  I was overwhelmed with information and I was dizzy trying to grasp all this very important info.  I proceeded forward with knowledge and it helped me for the rest of the week.  I am so grateful.  Strangely happy. 

I have an audition for Portland Center Stage. 

My glorious Aunt Dorothy passed away this week.  Oh how I remember her from my childhood and most of my adulthood.  She is my Father's Sister.  The most remarkable sense of humor - she had.  Wish she had gone into show business.  She would have been an exceptional comedian.  Truly.  But instead - she raised two wonderful children, was very proud to work at Sears most of her adult life.  She must have kept the employees in stitches everyday.  She wore spike heels and tight skirts.  She wore fashion well.  Sharp, stylish woman.  Very bad childhood but made something of herself.  I think, deep down inside, she was unhappy but managed to make a great life for her and her family.  I love her so.

This week was the week to see a few plays.  Some good = some not so good.  I was very grateful when I did not have to pay for a ticket.  Comps mean a lot to me.

I am having trouble not eating correctly.  I have to keep starting over each week.  Start from scratch.  I am exercising (which is very good) but it doesn't help my cause in loosing weight AT ALL.  At least I have another day to start over.  Every day is a new day.  Every single day.  I'm not staying in present.  It would help so much if I did.   

My wonderful Aunt Dorothy with my Father (her Brother).  I don't know what year this was or where this was taken.  I'm just glad they were together.  They looked alike and acted very much alike.  At times I thought they were twins. 
 

Humanity At It's Best

My dear friend Victor Morris went to visit my Mother in San Diego and sang to her.  He has a beautiful voice and we have known each other since 1996.  My Mother and Victor have never met.  Not many friends of mine throughout my life have met my parents.  It is always incredibly special when someone from my adult life meets them.  My very special parents.

My Mother is not doing very well.  Quality of life.  I don't want to write anymore on this subject.  It's a bit to painful at this point in time.

People like Victor make life so worth living.  Unconditional.  Giving.  Pure kindness.  I'm hoping I can pay this kind of generosity forward in the future.  Give myself the opportunity to be aware and open to finding a situation to help someone else.  The simplest of gestures.  I want to be like Victor when I grow up. 

By the way,  my Mother loved Victor.  I wished I was there to have watched him sing to her.  I grew up with voices like Victor in my household.  Opera, Musicals....all kinds of music.  All because of my wonderful Mother and Father. 

Mother's Day

Today a little garden of flowers were delivered to my Mother for Mother's Day. 
On Monday ~ my dearest friend VICTOR MORRIS will be visiting my Mother and SINGING to her.  It is a surprise.  I think she may be too weak but she still might enjoy this kind gesture.  Victor has the most beautiful voice. 
I have known him for years.  Knew him here in Oregon.  Worked with him and we were good friends.  He was not getting enough work in Portland so he moved to San Diego.  His career has been going quit well, ever since.  He has also met some wonderful woman and is newly married.  His two daughters are all grown up and going to college.

This is a picture of my Mother in the early to mid 80's.  I had visited her and Dad during the Summer in Sacramento.  Mother and her Flaming Red Hair.  I was extremely tan.  Stopped doing the Sun Bunny with Oil thing in 1987.  Thank goodness I stopped - doing that - sunbathing. 
I think Dad took this picture. 
Hoping my Mother feels well today.