Furman Trip

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I am remiss!

I've just realized that I never posted pictures from my October trip to Furman. Fellow alum Tiffany Bordelon and I were invited to come for a long weekend and visit the drama department. We gave a talk for general audiences about goal setting and our careers, and taught 2 acting classes. We worked with students on on-camera audition techniques, talked about graduate school auditions, how to transition from school to professional work, headshots, resumes, the works.


Bonus: Mom, Dad, and the roomies came to visit! Of course I got to spend time with Christina, too. One of my favorite things we did was go to the library together. We both had some work to do so we packed our bags and did some studying. It was a little fantasy exercise of what it would have been like if we went to Furman at the same time. I love imagining all of the trouble we would have gotten into!


I also got to spend a lovely morning with Vonda and Max. It was raining, so we took to the library for musical jamboree. Vonda was on top of everything, and you can see here in this photo that I was just keeping up, coffee in hand. Don't know how you mamas do it!


The Case of the Disappearing Parsley

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Little baby Ewok packs it away.

Tales from Lala Land

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About two months ago I started part-time work as a personal assistant to an actress. She actually went to UCI several years before me and is a great lady and a tremendous performer. I really like working for her, and a few weeks ago she sent me on an adventure to a Mexican grocery store. I was unprepared for what was *literally* in store....

The bakery was festive. Very bright cookies. 


There was a bar kind of like a salad bar, but it had all fruit and jello. The produce looked good, and was guarded by all manner of plastic animals.


I was sent there to get a pork leg. "I'm not sure what they'll have, so call me when you get there," were my instructions. I found the meat counter. Boy, did I. 

Ok, we all know I'm a vegetarian and I don't shop for meat anymore, but I walk past meat all the time in stores and don't think much about it. I suppose because it looks like...meat. You know, like cuts of meat. But I was not looking at meat. I was looking at body parts. 

Beef tongue, anyone?


How about some feet?

I was so grossed out that I got a little giddy and had to take photos. I bravely approached the counter. I didn't see pork leg. 

"Hi, I'm looking for pork leg?"

"Let me show you." 

Man goes away. Man returns. With a pork. Leg. It turns out that pork leg is the size of a pork leg. A leg and a haunch. It's about the size of a two year old and I can see where the bone has been sawed through. 

"Oh, okay. How much does it weigh?"

"Thirty-two pounds."

"Whoa. Ok, let me make a quick phone call."

I left the store with 2 lbs. of pork leg. Now I know. 

The adventure continues...

bunnyundertree

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As requested by Beckers...



The bunnies are in love with the tree. I improvised a lovely tree skirt with some extra fabric, and buns have been digging and pushing it all over the place. It is quite a mess now, but they are so industrious about it that it's worth it to have less than flattering tree skirt in return for happy and active buns. They love to nap under there, as you can see by Henry's sleepy eye.