Went and saw Sweeney Todd last night. I liked it.
I wasn’t expecting to be all that impressed with the singing but they actually did a decent job with an admittedly difficult score. Sweeney was my very first play, years and years ago; my high school drama dept took us to a local college’s rendition of it. I was intrigued because while I could tell that the actors themselves sucked – it *was* a bit beyond their scope of talent – the story itself and the music were incredible. Then I saw the taped version with Angela Lansbury. If you haven’t seen it – go and find it. It is one of my all time favorite plays.
I must admit though….my first thought during the opening sequences (past the credits which were just icky, to tell you the truth) was that every little black-clad wannabe was going to be having gothgasms.
All that drear! All those costumes! *spasms of gray joy* *ded of Depp-Burton*


if you get the joke in the location/music section today – you get a cookie!

*snorfle*

Why is it always in rural areas?

Best line? He said that he didn’t want to start an interstellar war.

Learning to Breathe

This week’s Goals….

>>> Breathe
>>> Throw out all the junk food in the house
>>> Make a menu for next week
>>> Buy groceries for said menu
>>> On Sunday (Jan 20), do all the pre-cooking that needs to be accomplished
>>> Retrieve the keys for the complex gym
>>> Put together a week-long workout plan
>>> Schedule the workouts realistically

So, one of the first goals listed is “breathe”. Not as easy as it sounds.
Here’s the deal: I am a worrier. I worry constantly about lots of stuff – most of which is out of my control. Unfortunately, when I worry – I tend to eat. I nibble-nibble-nibble on the snacky foods that my office (Oh-so-thoughtfully!) provides to its engineers. I nibble-nibble-nibble on the chips, salsa and popcorn that I keep in the house for my ravenous family. I make cakes, cookies, candies, pies — because I come from a family of chefs, bakers and gourmet cooks – and I learned at their knees that there is nothing in life you cannot sedate with a good plate of strudel. ::laughs::
But, that is not a healthy pattern. I cannot eat away life’s problems. Doing that, I will dead by fifty. Plus, it teaching my beautiful girl a way of dealing with stress that will haunt her for the rest of her life. I don’t want her to struggle with her weight as I have done over the years. I want her good attitude about food and exercise to be automatic.
So now, my goal is to *breathe* instead of nibble when life throws up something unexpected. It may even become an automatic response someday. But for now, I think that “breathe” will be the top of my goal list for some time to come.

My (other) goal for today is going to be to put together my schedule. I know that I am going to need around an hour, hour and a half, depending. *ponders aloud* If I am doing these before work, I will also need to schedule in Summer’s school stuff and getting ready for work.

I will post said schedule once I have it complete. Being able to pull it up and look at it online will help.