So, The Dude planned a non-birthday, birthday cookout for me for this coming weekend. Yes, it’s time for me to celebrate the start of my 51st year. Yippee… Note sarcasm. Please be aware that I did not want a party. What started as just a handful of people is now up to 16. I wanted to cook out, but now the friendly weather forecaster says that we are going to have thunderstorms. Lots and lots of thunderstorms.
So, I’m sitting here pondering what to serve. Of course I already have dessert planned because it is the most important part of the meal. I’m making a Hoosier favorite – Sugar Cream Pie (I’ll post the recipe in a bit) and The Dude is making his fabulous, decadent, and down right yummy chocolate cake. Because I asked him to and he’s a good guy. I figured if I was going to be forced to acknowledge my birthday, then I needed to mainline some chocolate to get through it.
But other than dessert and some of our fine homebrewed beer (which you’ll hear about in future posts), I got nuthin’ for the menu. Hopefully I’ll have decided before I go to the grocery store tomorrow. But in the meantime if anyone is reading this… give me suggestions for a fabulous, easy going meal for 16.
I’ve always wanted to be an entertainer. Not a “serious actress,” but an entertainer who sings, jokes, and generally shows people a good time.
One of my earliest memories was when I was about 4 years old. We (my mom, dad and sister) lived with my grandparents in Columbus, Ohio. It was a family party and there seemed, to my 4-year-old perception, to be a lot of people there. I can’t remember what I was doing, but at some point I realized that everyone was watching me. It was like a switch was flipped on, and I did something (wish I could remember what it was) that intentionally made everybody laugh. I felt a surge of adrenaline shoot through me and I was hooked.
In television, the 60’s were the era of variety shows. Ed Sullivan, Jackie Gleason, Red Skelton, we watched them all. The singers mesmerized me. Ella Fitzgerald, Rosemary Clooney, Doris Day, Judy Garland. They were so cool and elegant. And the men! Frank Sinatra, and Dean Martin with his bad boy, tipsy swagger. And who can forget The Beatles on Ed Sullivan? I’ll never forget sitting on the floor in my grandparents’ living room hearing the screaming females while the British Invasion surged through our television. Of course, the next day we went out and my mom bought my sister and I the album, Meet the Beatles. My sister and I were the hippest 4 and 5 year olds in the neighborhood.
Before long I was practicing my moves using a hairbrush as a microphone, standing on my grandparents’ sofa in front of the mirror. For a 4-year-old, I had quite the imagination. I thought I was fabulous… and a star was born!
Diva - 1 year old
As you can see, even at 1 year old, I had a flair for the dramatic!
More to come.
It’s been a while since I’ve been in the blogging world. The first blog that I created (and wrote rather sporadically) was entitled “Getting a Date in 2008.” Take a look if you are so inclined. I’m happy to say that I did get a date or two, and after much trial and error discovered the kindest, most thoughtful, loving man I could have hoped to find. He is and always will be The Dude.
Okay, so why am I back here? I am on the cusp of my 51st birthday and I realize that I still have a laundry list of things I want to do. In my weird and off kilter way of looking at things, I figure that by posting some of my thoughts to the internet, maybe I can get some of those things checked off the laundry list of “to do’s.” Think of it as a diary that you don’t have to hide from a pesky sibling.
Also, people on more than one occasion, when I have shared stories of my life have told me “you should write a book about that!” Now, I may have a big ego, but I doubt very much that anyone will give me a check for the rights to the story of my life. So, I’ll just post it here to dwell in anonymity forever after!
Finally, I have a lot of voices in my head and they are screaming to get out. Okay, not really. But when you are a pre-menopausal woman it sometimes feels that way! This blog will be a smorgasbord of stuff that interests me, or that I’m working my way through. Hopefully, it will interest you and you can bring your stuff to the table as well.