Monday, June 26, 2006

quote out of context

"When you say boob, Can you really punch it?
I like the idea of a big boob."

Sunday, June 25, 2006


Oh. . .life is sweet indeed.

Since the nervous breakdown type thinger in January I have been taking life quite a bit more slowly. AKA. France. I spent a lot of time on France concentrating on NOT over extending myself and NOT running out and making a million friends and NOT having my schedule full to the max with a 1001 things. So now that I am back it is interesting to see the effects of all that France Not'ing has had on my style of life.

I am particularly thoughtful of this for a couple of reasons. 1. I have NOT run out and seen a million people since being home. In fact, I was quite slow to get my phone situation fixed and quite slow to do much outside of rehearsal. I need to be much faster about getting the prozac prescription filled however. 2. I had the good fortune to go to CSB yesterday for reunion weekend. Oh, how sweet it is.

I was only there to sit at a table for a couple of hours but there are places that just fill you up in all the right ways. I was talking to Kolleen, (KK) about France and she asked me a couple of probing questions that pushed me in a way only a skilled mentor can manage. She asked how I feel to be home and how I have changed. I had thought about this a lot while in France but not as much since being back. I am pretty sure I stumbled around in my own words and never really nailed the answer itself. I guess we can chalk this one up to more prodding from the ladies of CSB towards pushing me for the sake of my own personal growth.

St. Ben's and the women who embody St. Ben's have always held a special place for me. To say I love my alma mater is a tremendous understatement. My alma mater is central to my belief system and a core factor in who I am today. There aren't enough words for my appreciation for what CSB has done for my life. Women have special relationships and this institution has done incredible things for celebrating the sacred feminine relationships that pull us out into the world.

After going all the way to France in an attempt to find myself, I found myself right back where I began. The journey has come once again full circle in such a delightful way. This weekend really became about Bennie reflections on the past few months. Bennies, you really are "something else."

Thursday, June 22, 2006

why does my blog look funny?


The Wells Fargo Wagon

Oho, the Wells Fargo Wagon is a-comin' down the street
Oh please let it be for me
Oho, the Wells Fargo Wagon is a-comin' down the street
I wish, I wish I knew what it could be

Music Man

*Right now there are no other playlists in my life.

why I do what I do

Last night (every night) I had rehearsal for the Music Man. I was working with a group of 10 dancers last night on some pretty tricky stuff. Okay, really tricky stuff. . . The kind of stuff that requires some background in gymnastics and some serious time in the weight room. I had to give mad props to the people who were working last night because they acted like champs even though this is easily the hardest stuff I have choreographed for community theater. There was a lot of sweating and a lot of collaboration between the different attempts at the tricks.

Favorite quotes from last night:
"We are able to get more momentum because we are fatter."
"She is struggling with petititude"
"So. . . are you gonna, you know, do what the song says?" (Barry's honest question regarding the Shipoopi.)

Barry. No, that isn't what the song means. No, we are not going to put that on stage.

Monday, June 19, 2006

toenail of death. . .

. . . Finally fell off!
No blood.
No pain.
(And probably the coolest thing I have ever seen!)

The downside. . . I just got a pedicure and I paid for ALL 10 TOES, 3 more days and I could have asked for a discount.


wowzers. What a weekend! So Radhika's wedding was this weekend and I have to say. . . it was perhaps the craziest wedding known to humankind! Let me paint the picture the best way I can . . . 7 Indian women all looking at her face discussing at length the best eye shadow. . . it was moonlight mist wasn't it? Let me paint hte picture further. . . 1. we were an hour and a half late for the rehearsal and ultimately had to cancel the rehearsal all together and 2. we were decorating the alter until 1 minute before the wedding party walked down the aisle. WOW. All in all, it was a beautiful wedding though and I felt so honored to be part of it. Radhika is like a sister to me and it was really fun to meet her family and spend the last few days with them! The bad news was that the first wedding was so crazy that we missed wedding number 2! I was bummed because Perteet is one of my closest friends from grad school and I was unbelievably upset to not get to celebrate with her and Fred! Why can't your friends consult eachother before setting their wedding dates?! Conflicts are simply not allowed. . . .

Thursday, June 15, 2006

remember me?

Okay, So the past week or so has been a whirlwind! The play by play:

Tuesday. Got to the Philly airport. Excited, I went to the Gap. Got to MSP. Super excited, went to El Meson.
Wednesday. The barrister took off work and we had a date day including tennis, a picnic, dinner and he re-proposed. Very cute.
Thursday. My college friends came over and we had a picnic in the yard.
Friday. Went out with a couple MBA friends.
Saturday. Went to a wedding.
Sunday. Worked on play stuff.
Monday. Started the play. Great cast!
Tuesday. play
Wednesday. play. Helped with Rads' wedding. play. drinks.
Thursday. Hung out with Matty. Saw the movie, An Inconvenient Truth. Putting flowers together tonight for the wedding.

The next two days will be filled with weddings for both Rads and Perteet. Sunday I start the massive choreography project! CRAZY!

So good to be home though. . . I feel more like I am living my life here, rather than just blogging it.

Monday, June 05, 2006


SunnyroadEmiliana Torrini

Wrote you this
I hope you got it safe
It's been so long
I don't know what to say
I've travelled 'round
Through deserts on my horse
But jokes aside
I wanna come back home
You know that night
I said i had to go
You said you'd meet me
On the sunny road

It's time, meet me on the sunny road
it's time, meet me on the sunny road

Well, this is it
I'm running out of space
Here is my address
And number just in case.
This time as one
We'll find which way to go
Now come and meet me
On the sunny road

Sunday, June 04, 2006

the to do list

Again I apologize for the lack of posting. I have been trying to spend my last few days in Paris doing a combination of cost accounting and "sightseeing," or as I like to call it... "hemorrhaging money."

Today the plan is to visit Musee D'Orsay, to study in a cafe, and to visit my favorite restaurant for the Last Supper. I am still looking for a couple of souvenirs so if the shops are open, I might partake in some additional hemorrhaging.

Tomorrow I am spending the entire day at HEC. I won't be back into Paris until close to midnight.

I leave for the airport around 9 on Tuesday morning.

So, I guess this is really it!

Friday, June 02, 2006

fist pump

So today was an all around good day because. . . drumroll please!

I found my mom's ring! When the burglar pushed all the stuff off my desk it landed between two blank cd's and because it is so thin and the same color silver I didn't notice anything was stuck beween there until I started packing. I am glad that I went through them one by one otherwise it might have remained lost longer.

What a relief!

Thursday, June 01, 2006


Donovan Frankenreiter, Free

On a life boat heading home to you
That`s when I feel so true
I just take another look around
Every place feels like a familar town
And i'm free

things I'd rather be doing than homework:

*fucking anything.