A Normal Sunday Night at Home

Just a snapshot of life here at the house of Susanx2:

I walk in from work. Cousin Susan is in the living room in her brand new dress from Bloomingdale’s in the dark watching a Lifetime Movie about J.K. Rowling.

I sit down on the couch and am crying in less than 5 minutes. Damn it, Cousin Susan! I can’t deal with her publishing her first book and getting off food stamps. She just loves to write! She went from poverty to one of England’s wealthiest people in three years. She created an entire world from her imagination while drinking coffee in Scotland. She succeeded against all odds. Tears, tears, and more tears.

Next: I need to order dinner, meanwhile, Cousin Susan is trying to rent a movie On Demand:

Cousin Susan: All I want to watch now is Harry Potter.

Me: I CANNOT focus on movies right now, I’m dying of starvation. Can I order a milkshake for dinner?

Cousin Susan: Oh, order me a soda

Me: What kind? Wait, I think I have arthritis in my left wrist.

CS: You don’t. I want a Diet Coke.

Me: It’s merely a matter of time before I get arthritis. Everyone in my family has arthritis. Wait, maybe I just slept on it weird.

CS: There is a marathon of Harry Potter movies on ABC Family right now, maybe we’ll just watch that.

Me: There MUST be something else on tv. Isn’t The Holiday on??

CS: I want to watch the Oprah: Behind the Scenes when JK Rowling was on.

Me: That isn’t on Netflix. I need you to calm down with the Harry Potter obsession.

CS: Is there anything about Wicked on Netflix. I want to see “For Good” from Glee on it.

Me: *cannot handle, but dying of laughter* I’m blogging this entire conversation.

CS: QUIT BLOGGING ABOUT ME, I like to remain a mystery.

We decide on New in Town starring my favorite person on earth Harry Connick, Jr. and also Renee Zellweger. I’m certain it’s a mistake, but, we can’t agree on anything else, since I’ve already seen The King’s Speech and all the Harry Potter movies.

Update: we made it about 12 seconds through the movie before turning it off. Outrageous Midwestern accents and a thoroughly horrific Renee Zellweger haircut. For the love of GOD Netflix. Could you please get your lawyers on getting the rights to movies on demand that people actually want to watch?? Infuriating.

Update #2: We next queued up The Fighter. We are nothing but women of mystery here in the 11106.

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Delayed in O’Hare

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Brutal plane delays / cancellations at LGA led us to missing our first connection. Then our second. It’s now 11:30 am in Chicago, and this is the only way for Nick and I to deal with the disappointment, after waking up at 4am to catch out flight that will now not arrive in Green Bay until 2pm.  At least we’re in Chili’s! Campfire Queso all around.

PS This is our second round. Holla!

Welcome (Back)?

I thought maybe having a new blog home would help me a little on the actual writing part of keeping a blog, so I have made the leap here to fancy WordPress and we’ll see how it goes.

Life for this theatrical girl for the last two months has consisted of finding joy when I come in $.32 under my mint.com budget for groceries every month (anyone else? groceries are expensive y’all.) Yes, the theatre unemployment bug has finally worked its way into my life and has caused me to slow down a little and readjust life in the big city.

I’ve also filled my days by finally realizing the end is near for my dear Friday Night Lights, so I’m finally starting the fourth season. I’ve been putting it off for so long just because I don’t want my days of watching the Taylors pour coffee in their kitchen to ever end. That’s probably the least descriptive thing I could have ever said about this amazing show, but really, if you watch it, then you know what I mean. Brillance.

And then, there’s the running. Running. I keep waiting for the moment that I’m like, “oh my gosh! I LOVE this.” But really, I’m afraid that day won’t come until June 29th, when the Astoria Park Pool opens for the summer, and this lifelong swimmer can get back in the chlorine where she belongs. That being said, I’m still trying really hard to be a runner. Sometime that means signing up for races after a few too many glasses of wine (re: this Saturday’s NYRR Mini 10k) and for me it means the only thing that gets me out the door is the knowledge that when I get home, I can plug in my Nike+ and pull up my endomondo webpage and see all the CHARTS AND GRAPHS that come from doing a sport where GPS can track you. Motivation is motivation, right? And I’m totally convinced that you can run as far as you lie to your body about. For me this Saturday, that will start after about mile 1.2. You’re almost finished (with 5 miles to go…).

And as far as the job search goes, I find myself interviewing again, which is a weird thing after working so steadily for so long. How do you convince people you’re a good company manager? (For those three people reading my blog that aren’t related to me, a Broadway company manager is the liaison between the producers and the company – in charge of everything from ticket inventory to union reports to payroll to dressing room paint colors. Simply put, if someone doesn’t know who does x thing in the theatre, that job is most likely the company manager’s). It is an insane job with crazy hours and crazier stories, but I just can’t help but love it.  In any case, I am finding it difficult to really get across the kind of company manager I am. It’s sort of like one of those stories that ends with, “oh, well, I guess you had to be there.” It probably won’t be long before I’m calling colleagues of mine and asking them to tell the people I’m interviewing with the same story, just so that maybe it will be funnier coming from someone else. Whatever, interviewing is weird.

However, what prompted me to start this blog up about stories that pop up in my life that make me laugh was this text I received from my mom right before my latest interview. I texted her to let me know that I was headed into the interview and to wish me luck. Here is her response:

Be yourself, use your humor and show your fantastic personality. You’ll have them at “hello”… borrowed the quote from Jerry Maguire.

See, if you want to have any doubt where finding the humor in things comes so naturally to me, all you need to know is in this quote. My mom, so lovingly doling out positive thoughts to her nervous daughter, including borrowing a line from a movie made in 1996, and then attributing the quote to the original source. You know, just so I didn’t think my mom, the recently retired public school teacher was plagiarizing. Or, also, just making sure I was impressed by her knowledge of pop culture (which I was, I mean, it really is amazing that she got the name of the movie right.) Thankfully, I got this text after the interview, because I was laughing and crying at random intervals for the rest of the day.

So, there you have it, a pretty good overview of what I’m hoping to share with this blog. Just a place to share my random thoughts and stories and make you all realize my mom is the best ever. 🙂