Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Photo Challenge: FORGET

Oof. And then I forgot what the prompt was when I promoted the challenge on Monday. My brain is on overload. Oops!

Enjoy these from the FORGET challenge and scroll down for a prompt which I hope to hell I can remember!



It is impossible to forget that this is Our Bethany's boy. It's written all over him. (Look at his hand!)



Speaking of things that are impossible to forget...I was too afraid to even ask Our Ana about the story behind this.



Something from Our Sara for a holiday that is all about remembering and moving forward.



I wonder if someone forgot something when they painted or just didn't care?



Our Janet never forgets her sense of humor.


I'm just going with whatever pops into my head. That is NEXT. So, whatever that may mean to you, please bring it!

Please enter by 9am Tuesday April 7th for posting on April 8th. Tag your photos with PHOTO CHALLENGE and NEXT. Check out the wonderful work in our Flickr Pool for inspiration. Also, let me know if you have any questions. The  appropriate email for that is Kizzbeth117 at gmail dot com.

Monday, March 23, 2015

100 Word Challenge



I’m spinning from one thing to the next. I’m wondering how to keep track of everything. I remember how this used to feel. It was constant when I was 14, 20, 24. Then I consciously worked to stop it. I smoothed out a linear path in front of me and I plodded along it. Recently, though, the opportunities have been so obvious and so numerous that I’ve got a foot on this path and another on this one and yet another over there. I have a lot of feet. I walk a lot of paths. I’m lucky.  I’m scared.


Casey Carey-Brown's 100 word blog post challenge. I came in at 99 words. Go me! Also, from decision to posting was less than 10 minutes. Hurray!

Thursday, March 19, 2015

What the Hell is Going on Here?!

It's been an emotional week on a number of levels. I haven't done one of these posts in a while, despite the fact that I've been saving links to share for ages, so now seemed a good time.

I loved this quick bit of advice. I hope she got her proportions right!

I save stuff from Whatever Etc. ALL THE TIME. You really need to check in on her regularly. It's a Tumblr so it's easy to skim over things you're not interested in but she's always saying smart, funny, relevant, intriguing, important stuff. Do the world a favor and keep your eye on her, please.

OK, one more, even though I could have linked every word of the above to a post from Lindsay I want you to read I am separating this one out because if it changes the way you see one young woman then maybe you'll see other young women differently, too.

I am constantly contemplating cutting the cord of my cable addiction. (Not until Sons of Anarchy is over, no, wait last season of Justified, no, then Mad Men, AUGH!). Free legal streaming services?

If I did not have a dangerously extensive stationery collection already I'd be buying all of these greeting cards.

You have more than a month to submit an essay for this amazing sounding anthology put together by two internet celebs. This reminds me, I need to submit for this!

This is an article by a colleague about how far to push your kids. I kind of wonder about this in terms of myself. It feels like other people are always pushing themselves harder so am I lazy? Or do I just know where I function optimally?

Is it crazy that I want to do this little science experiment?

This is not how I envision a love letter from Johnny Cash but it's one of those cases where it's kind of awesome to be wrong.

I don't know about this experiment on motivating children. I have to believe there are nuances not being tracked for her. This podcast bears me out on that, too. (Seriously, take the time to listen to that podcast. It's incredibly important.)

This is a check in with the life story of an amazing girl that much of the internet adores and roots for.

I'm not sure everyone understands this stuff about dog training. Please remember that every trainer should be able to clearly articulate what will happen to your dog when she gets something right and what will happen when she gets something wrong. You are entitled to ask that before you hire them. I encourage you not to hire them if you are uncomfortable with the answer and I encourage you to be uncomfortable with any answer that involves pain for your dog.

Did you know that SCOTUS thinks it's ok to fire a woman for breast feeding? Fuck. All right, to be perfectly clear what they said is that it is not discrimination which...fuck.

This set of photographs about how New Yorkers eat dinner (it's not instagrams of people's food in restaurants) is interesting. I hope the project continues. I want an even wider variety of subjects.

It has begun with miscarriages causing legal trouble for women. This is out of old sci fi novels. It's insanity. Please make it stop. (Vote.)

Do you talk to your kids (if you have them) about money? I seem to have an ok handle on money matters but I never feel like I do. That seems like an important part of the puzzle.

Usually I end on a high note but, you guys, let's end with impact. A cop drew his gun on kids having a snowball fight. A snowball fight! Unarmed children playing in the snow. Stop the motherfucking madness. (Vote.)

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Sir Robert Smellyfart of Lower Snaggletoothington


After being given 6 months to live over a year ago Bobby finally left us last evening.


I was thinking this morning that the popular phrase "man's best friend" is misleading. They are our friends but, most of the time, it feels somewhat different. To me Bob felt like an actual friend. He was good company, good comfort, casual fun, and always up for a laugh and a bite to eat.



He was one of the greats and our world is immeasurably diminished by his departure.


As is our custom, please give your pets (and yourselves) extra treats and love today just for being here. Being here is the most important part.


Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Tripped


The thing is, for a story to be interesting it needs a hook. You want some conflict or a tragedy or at the very least an incredibly silly mistake you can build up to and then paint as a lesson for your heartwarming ending. My trip to Oklahoma for Misti's wedding was basically perfect. I mean, yes, one of the dogs took a cat claw to the eye and we had the OKC equivalent of snowmageddon on the day before and day of the wedding but those things didn't touch us.



The most important thing I want to say about it is that I had a glorious time. I haven't had that much fun for so many days in a row in a very long time.

Secondly....well, it's that I realized how much a lazy person like me values work. This is not to say that I want to be busy all the time because I do not. I emphatically do not and I emphatically was not during this visit. I'm talking about what a comfort and, really, joy it is to work with the people you love. I love some people I don't work all that well with but for the most part I love people who are, almost literally, on my team. So, I met a bunch of Misti's team members and it turned out that we all found uniforms that fit and knew when to ask for coaching and when to just put our helmets on and get the job done. More often than not that job was eating more artichoke dip which was just fine by all of us.


I don't have any pictures of the ceremony. There was a professional for that and I was having too much fun hanging out with my teammates. I do have great memories and a soul full of gratitude that I was able to be part of the enormous team that celebrated Misti & Mark's wedding.


Oh, and there was that time that Dion and I almost got in a car accident but, really, totally not worth telling.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Photo Challenge: ELSE

I have never completely forgotten about a photo challenge before. First time for everything! Even while promoting it and thinking about it and considering it I completely forgot to post it. I've been having a little trouble getting myself together lately. I blame it on Daylight Savings. For now.

Good things happening in this one. Sorry it took me so long to show you! There is a new prompt below. I promise to try really hard not to forget when to post it.



The house was full, there were two dogs, Mistiridiculous was making her bouquet, and Sammy decided that somebody needed to to pay attention to him or ELSE. Luckily I was there to capture his majestic profile.



Our Janet always finds the most interesting slivers of the world. The ones screams, "OR ELSE" to me.



When someone moves out of New York I always check in with my own devotion to the place. I can't imagine leaving but I can imagine surprising Our Alisun by showing up to camp on her couch for a week. (Just kidding, Alisun!) (Maybe.)



I told Our Cindy, "Show us the puppy or ELSE!" No I didn't. But I would if I'd thought of it.


I think the new prompt is obvious. FORGET. I will understand if we get only submissions of my face.

Please enter by 9am Tuesday March 24th for posting on March 25th. Tag your photos with PHOTO CHALLENGE and ELSE. Check out the wonderful work in our Flickr Pool for inspiration. Also, let me know if you have any questions. The  appropriate email for that is Kizzbeth117 at gmail dot com.

Thursday, March 05, 2015

They Pass In The Blink Of An Eye



Last night I walked into my apartment after work and as I was taking off my gear the following happened inside my head. It took less than two seconds.

"I should call Auntie Blanche.
"That doesn't sound right. Why?"
"Because I haven't heard from her in a while."
"Right, we haven't."
"See?"
"Wait, it's because she's dead."
"Oh. Fuck. Guess I don't have to call."

There are a lot of factors that may have contributed to causing this but it's better just to sit back and think, "Well, that happened."


And it'll probably happen again.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Photo Challenge: LUV

This was a funny one and it yielded some results that are really brightening my day. I hope they do the same for you. New prompt at the end of this post!



When I saw this from Our Sara with her niece, Olivia, I felt like it was a bullseye on the LUV prompt!



Realized as I was posting this that I used this same photo in Ed's birthday post but kept it because I think it shows how much I LUUUUUUUUUUUUUV him.



Our Cindy says Tulips have always been her favorite. I did not know that but I'm glad I do now.



Love, LUV, Lurve, Our Janet has them all.


I've been highly attuned to other people's selfishness lately. I hate to think what that means about what I'm not seeing in myself. To combat that the new prompt is ELSE. I'm thinking of it as someone ELSE but it could be or ELSE or frankly anything ELSE you can think of! I trust you. You're going to surprise me.

Please enter by 9am Tuesday March 10th for posting on March 11th. Tag your photos with PHOTO CHALLENGE and ELSE. Check out the wonderful work in our Flickr Pool for inspiration. Also, let me know if you have any questions. The  appropriate email for that is Kizzbeth117 at gmail dot com.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Alpha & Omega

Yesterday is the day I chose to celebrate Ed's birthday. He spent a lot of the day alone but he got plenty of treats and love and I even sang him happy birthday. That part, I'm sure, was the weirdest for him. He's 6 now. Sort of. As best we can estimate.


I estimated at the very oldest age possible given the clues so that he'll always seem young for his age. I'll always be able to say he had a good run. In the afternoon that sort of logic played out. My good friend, Steph, posted that she'd had to say goodbye to her first dog, her boon companion, her little old man, Charlie. Charlie, truly, had a good run. In fact I'd say he had a great one. He was a big personality who found exactly the right family, people with long enough arms to embrace every inch of him. He loved and was loved in return in a way some people (and dogs) only dream of.


I'm so happy for my guy hitting his stride and I'm devastated for Steph because I've been in her shoes and, it seems, I'll be there again...someday.

You folks know the drill. This is another one of those times that call for Treats for Everyone. Please give your pets food and love and play and songs just for existing. It's the only thing we really require of them and they're doing it well.


Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Photo Challenge: SWING

I think I might just be getting in the SWING of this whole 2015 thing we seem to be intent on doing. What about you?



My picture makes me a little nostalgic and it seems that Our Janet's does too!



I can just picture Our Sara swinging down the city streets as she passes this scene by.



This actress is part of a production that I saw in its beginnings over 20 years ago. Girls like her have been swinging their arms through the park like this all that time.



Our Ana should know never to swing the car when I'm on the ride. Even if the bar clicked tightly shut!



Leave it to Our Cindy to produce one shining moment of clarity in a slightly fuzzy set. We need that.



This just came to me and I'm going to trust the instinct. The prompt is LUV. And specifically LUV and not love so whatever makes that different...if it is different. I'm open to hearing that it's not.

Please enter by 9am Tuesday February 24th for posting on February 24th (I'm leaving town on the 25th so the challenge will go up early.) Tag your photos with PHOTO CHALLENGE and LUV. Check out the wonderful work in our Flickr Pool for inspiration. Also, let me know if you have any questions. The  appropriate email for that is Kizzbeth117 at gmail dot com.

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Another of Those Days


I ran into Michelle on my way home from our early morning dog walk on Sunday. She asked me if I was coming into the park.

"No, we're on our way home. I've got 3 dog training clients in 3 different boroughs then I have to get home to walk Ed again before I go over to Putnam's and rehearse with Carolann 'cause I'm singing a couple of songs in her set tonight."

"Wow, long day."

"Yes. Woof." GIANT PAUSE. "But, you know, it's all stuff I say I love to do so I better sac up and enjoy myself!"

And I did.



Thursday, February 05, 2015

Idealism in Days

My life coach used to have us do this exercise where we'd write up our perfect day. It was always a little thorny for me because I tend to set that sort of thing in stone which leads me to gigantic emotions when they don't come to fruition exactly as I'd imagined. I did the exercise, though, and I enjoyed it. Dreaming those days even felt really good. And on days like today...


7:30 alarm goes off
7:35 respected colleague offers chance of a new client
7:50 out of bed
8:05 long, mostly uneventful walk with the dog
9:00 feed pets and self 
        check email and social media
10:10 nail salon
10:45 bank
11:05 vocal warm up and run through of current show
12:15 water, tv, check email and social media
12:45 lunch
1:10 blog
1:30 power nap
2:00 check email and social media
2:30 long, mostly uneventful walk with dog
3:30 shower
        prep for show
4:50 head to venue
5:00 arrive at venue for set up
6:00 change into show clothes
6:15 sound check
7:00 doors open
7:30 show begins
8:30 drinks and nibbles with audience
10:00 home, feed pets
10:30 short walk with dog
11:00 bed, read, sleep, dream of a perfect day




Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Photo Challenge: To Do

You know what I didn't put on my To Do list? Reminding people to join this photo challenge! Guess I'm still getting into the swing of things this year. Enjoy these pics and scroll down for the next prompt!



These are the pants that Our Bethany wore while doing all of the things on the list that allowed her family to embark on their nomadic adventure.



My guy does not have enough to do these days. He is more upset about it at some moments than at others.



This is the window where Our Bethany put all of the things that needed doing after they were done. I think of it as The Accomplishment Window.


You know what? That's not a bad prompt. SWING. Let's use it.

Please enter by 9am Tuesday February 10th for posting on February 11th. Tag your photos with PHOTO CHALLENGE and SWING. Check out the wonderful work in our Flickr Pool for inspiration. Also, let me know if you have any questions. The  appropriate email for that is Kizzbeth117 at gmail dot com.

Thursday, January 15, 2015

I Didn't Think Anyone Would Do Anything

The end of 45.

I turned 46 last Friday. Had a fine time. Took some pics to post here but haven't posted them because I wanted to say something to go with them. Today, though, I really want to tell you this other story...and include the photos of me at 45 (top) and newly 46 (bottom).

This morning I wasn't in a great frame of mind. I hadn't slept well and I had a lot of thoughts. So many thoughts. I got to the subway and remembered that I had to put more money on my card. When I approached the credit card only machine it was out of order. As I turned to the cash and card machine a man stepped to it and punched some things on the keypad. He'd been standing by the turnstiles a moment before and clearly made his move as I tried to use the downed machine. A second later he stepped away from that machine and there was a code on the screen about an audio transaction in process and not being able to use it. I knew he'd caused that.

And right on cue he asked if I wanted a swipe. (If you don't live here it's a transit thing, it's illegal to sell swipes on one metro card at a markup but it's a pretty common scheme. The thing where you fuck up the machines to force people to buy your sweep is something I've suspected but not seen so clearly until today.) I said no and scowled at the stuck machine for a bit until he approached another customer. Bless her heart he offered her a swipe and she replied, "That's so nice of you!" I didn't hear him run down the price points because I had figured out that I'd have to go aboveground again, cross a busy street, go down into the station on the opposite side, use those machines, and come back to get on the train going in my direction and I was pretty mad about it. Even though I was kind of glad to be mad. It was distracting from my other thoughts.

While I did that I dialed up the city agency for transit complaints. In my head I was thinking, "They won't give a shit!" but I dialed anyway because I had to tell someone. I had to do something that felt right. Before they picked up, though, I was in the station on the other side of Flatbush Avenue and I'd forgotten that side has a manned token booth! (No tokens, though.) Someone to tell!

So I told the attendant. She held up a finger but didn't look at me. She got a piece of paper and a pen. She was quiet a long time. I thought, "She does not give a shit." Right before I walked away she waved me closer and handed me that piece of paper with a phone number on it. She told me that was the number for the transit police in this district and I should call them. They knew about this guy. She went on to say she thought he was doing it like a career, which was stupid. Then she asked me was he dark skinned? About 5'11"? What was he wearing? I could vouch for the skin and the height and even that he was thin and had a hood up but that was it and I started to get all the usual guilt over that. What if they asked me to ID him? I couldn't because I hadn't really looked at his face because I was trying to avoid contact with him and because I didn't think anyone would care.

I didn't think anyone would care.

I wanted to call to make myself feel better but there didn't seem to be any point in gathering specific information because I was absolutely sure that no one would listen to me and do anything about the problem. I got surprised. In a really good way. I wish I'd been more help.

The beginning of 46.