DAY 210 of the Rest of My Life: In which I’m doing a skit.

Good afternoon my friends and faithful followers.

It was the first day of rehearsal for Elijah here at Bristol Valley Theatre. We did a lot of table work, because we’re missing one cast member.

This play is very interesting. It’s about the issue of the death penalty, but not really. Much more than the right or wrong of it, it’s about having a conversation, and the assumptions we make about each other. There is a lot going on in this story, and I’m really looking forward to driving into it thoroughly in the next couple of days.

This evening we will be going to TGI Fridays for a photo shoot.

Did I not mention that the play takes place on a Fridays? Yeah. We’re also doing research by eating Endless Apps.🐲(I love Potato Skins Dragon) It’s a rough life.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!


DAY 208 of the Rest of My Life: In which Hope springs eternal.

Good evening my friends and faithful followers.

The last two days have been very disheartening. I don’t really know what to make of them. Between President TGOA treating a Boy Scout Jamboree speech like a campaign rally, complete with mocking President Obama and Hillary Clinton, the complete inability of the Senate to do ANYTHING, the DOJ deciding that civil rights and worker protections don’t include the LGBT community, and Presidet TGOA tweeting his hate filled “policy” reversal, I just don’t know what to think or feel anymore.

As a country, we had made so many social advances. I use the past tense, because it feels like we are going backwards. With Donald Trump’s tweet yesterday, he declared that the transgender community should go back in the closet. He made it clear that he has no respect for the LGBT community. He made it clear that unless you live your life how he, and his base see fit, you don’t deserve the same rights and privileges as everyone else.

You can say that I am over reacting, but less than half of the states offer nondiscrimination protections to the LGBT community. Today the DOJ announced that it will not continue to apply Title VII protections to workers who are LGBT because they don’t consider gay rights to be civil rights. All over the southern US states are passing laws prohibiting cities from making their own laws to protect the LGBT community. In over twenty states, you can be fired from your job, or denied housing simply for being gay. These are not things to be proud of.

Last year, thousands of transgender Soldiers, Sailors, Marines, and Airmen/women came out of the shadows to proudly serve their country openly, and as their true selves. There was no disruption. There was no loss of unit cohesion. Many soldiers said it was easier to have the transgender members of their units come out, because they wouldn’t have to pretend anymore. They could be honest with each other, and that strengthened their trust. That’s the opposite of what Donald Trump is alleging.

We’ve seen all the memes about how it costs more for a few trips to Mar-a-lago than it would to cover all the medical costs of the transgender military members. Or how they pay ten times more for Viagra. For me though, the question really comes down to this one. Why are the people who support this decision so incredibly cruel, and so willfully ignorant?

So many transgender troops have spoken up about how they will not go down without a fight. Why would you make them fight? These brave men and women are CHOOSING to serve our country, and possibly make the ultimate sacrifice on our behalf. No one is making them do this. We have an all volunteer military. Why would we turn able bodied volunteers away? What is it in the heart of a person, that would make them say, “I don’t want your kind fighting for me?”

It’s obvious that the people who feel this way have no understanding of what it means to be transgender. It’s not “a dude in a dress.” I understand that many people have never met a transgender person, so they feel uncomfortable talking or thinking about them. But to tell an entire group of people, who were just told in the last year that they were welcome, that they no longer are, and it’s because they make you uncomfortable, well, that’s deplorable!

Let’s throw on top of the incredible s#!t show, that the Donald totally lied when he said, “after consulting with my generals….” The Pentagon had no idea this was going to happen. With whom did he consult? His imaginary friend? This is all political theater. He has never stopped campaigning, because he has no idea how to do anything else.

How much longer is this buffoon going to be allowed to stay? I’m exhausted, and it’s only been six months.

But, I still have hope. Even though this “person” continues to be the most awful representation of our country, you have all shown that you love and support each other. As Michelle Obama says, “When they go low, we go high!” That’s what I have seen in the last 36 hours. Millions of people standing up, speaking out, and saying “We will not let this stand!” That shows real strength.

To all my friends in the LGBT community, I want you to know that you have my complete support. You are not a burden. You are not a distraction. You are all amazing, and my life would be less without all of you. If you need to talk, I am here. If you need to scream, I am here. If you want to drink wine and make inappropriate comments about our current President, I am definitely your girl.

I love you all. You give me hope that we will someday find our better angels.

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That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!


DAY 206 of the Rest of My Life: In which this will be brief.

Good morning my friends and faithful followers.

It has already been a good morning. I have meditated, submitted my invoice to Watson Adventures, checked my email, read the news, had coffee and breakfast, and done the dishes.

Now I need to jump in the shower so I can go to the post office to send keys to Katrina, a book to a former director, the library to return my library book and work on some lines, the park to run, and the grocery store.

Then, I’m going to come home and go through my clothes and do a culling. I have a lot of stuff I haven’t worn in a really long time. It’s time to let it go!

Then I will start packing the things that are not currently at the laundromat.

Oh my God. That’s a lot.

Okay. Gotta go.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!

DAY 205 of the Rest of My Life: In which I’ve got a ticket to ride!

Good morning my friends and faithful followers.

Living in New York City is not for the faint of heart. While there are perfect days in the spring and fall, in the summer and winter it is either surface of the sun hot, or ninth circle of Hell cold. If you haven’t read Dante’s Inferno, that’s the frozen circle. Throw in the horribleness that is the Metro Transportation  Authority, and I am done. Seriously.

Luckily, in four days, I get to go to Naples, NY, and the wonderful Bristol Valley Theatre.  Even if I weren’t performing, I would be very excited about this. Naples is beautiful. In fact, Phillip is going to come up for my last performance, and then we’re just going to stay for a few days. I can’t wait.

Just a little reminder of the loveliness of this hamlet in the Finger Lakes. And who knows, maybe I’ll find my glasses in Lake Canandaigua. A girl can dream!

Here’s the New Plan for today:

  1. 9:00am: Wake up and contemplate how tired I still am. Done.
  2. 9:15am: Email and news. Done.
  3. 10:00am: Dishes and Breakfast. Done.
  4. Now: Write this. Almost done.
  5. 12:00pm: Shower and warm-up. I have an audition for this afternoon. Send me some good juju at 3:50pm.
  6. 5:00pm: Have dinner with the lovely and talented Andy Redeker! I love Andy, he’s so fun to be around!
  7. 11:00pm: Bed for at least 9 hours. I’m tired!

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!

DAY 204 of the Rest of My Life: In which Sisyphus has nothing on me.

Good afternoon my friends and faithful followers.

The last few days have seen me getting a lot of things done. They have also seen me not getting things done. I haven’t been running, but I have been walking my ass off all over the city. I have been getting more sleep, but I have not gotten up early enough to do my morning pages. I have shopped for make-up and what not, but I need to pack! Oh, and I still don’t have a bathing suit. I will probably just do what I did last year, and wear workout clothes instead. Whatever.

This brings me to the topic of today’s Trivia Sunday! The myth of Sisyphus.

Often times we will say we feel like the further we roll the rock up the hill, the further it rolls down. This is basically the punishment of Sisyphus. What you might not know, is that Sisyphus was kind of an Ass.

Sisyphus was the King of Ephyra (Corinth). He was a very cunning man, who thought he was far more clever than even the gods. This was not necessarily false.

At the end of his life, Hades, the god of the Underworld, came personally to fetch Sisyphus. Knowing about his reputation, he brought a pair of shackles to bind Sisyphus for the journey. Sisyphus said he had never seen anything like them before, and asked Hades to show him how they worked. Hades obliged, by putting them on his own wrists. Sisyphus then threw Hades in a closet and held him captive for a time.

As long as Sisyphus held Hades captive, he also held death at bay. Unfortunately, that meant no one could die. A soldier could be horribly maimed in battle and still show up for dinner. These were not pleasant times.

Hades finally broke free and ordered Sisyphus to the Underworld immediately. Sisyphus did report to the Underworld, but not without a trick up his sleeve. Sis, I call him Sis, told his wife not to bury him. This way he was able to convince Persephone to let him go back home to make sure he was given the proper funereal honors. After all, if you aren’t given a proper funeral, how will you have the coin under your tongue to pay Charon, the ferryman of the river Styx? I mean, come on. Persephone assumed he would come back quickly. You see where this is going, right?

So yeah. The whole, “I’m smarter than the gods” thing, not false.

Even for the most cunning of all men, gods are still gods, and they eventually run out of patience, coin under the tongue, or not.

After several more years of Sisyphus eluding death, Hades just grabbed him, and dragged him down to the Underworld. Here, he was given his final punishment.

Sisyphus was tasked with rolling a giant boulder to the top of a hill. Being very strong, he thought this was not so bad. Unfortunately for him, once the boulder reached the top, it would roll back down. No matter what Sisyphus did, the boulder never stayed at the top. Hades finally found a punishment that Sis couldn’t wriggle out of.

Now, when we are doing tasks that seem laborious and futile, like keeping my apartment clean, we say these are Sisyphean tasks.

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That’s a hilarious picture!

I don’t feel like anything I am doing is futile, I just need more hours in the day. Speaking of hours…

Here’s the New Plan for today:

  1. Sleep in because yesterday was a train nightmare, I was exhausted by the end of the day, and I don’t want to talk about it! Done.
  2. Meditation. I’m actually on track for the first time in forever! Done.
  3. Make Brunch. I didn’t eat breakfast at a reasonable hour, so I just decided to make Blue Apron meal three. Done. Delicious.
  4. As soon as I’m finished here, I will head to Staples to print out the stuff for Tim and Katrina to get their apartment.
  5. TJ Maxx to return two shirts I’ve been meaning to return for days.
  6. Get ready for tomorrows audition.
  7. Off to the city to see a musical in the New York Musical Festival.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!




DAY 202 of the Rest of My Life: In which I will make a cake.

Good afternoon my friends and faithful followers.

This will be brief.

This morning I was distracted by my husband, and epic SciFi action.

Now I’m going to make a cake. It’s not a special occasion or anything, Phillip just saw a recipe for a no-bake cake that he thought looked really delicious. So, I’m going to make it for him. I’m going away for five weeks, so he deserves a cake!

Here’s the New Plan for today:

  1. 9:00am-Now: Spend the morning with my Dearest Darlingest Love, and Rogue One. We started watching last night, then Netflix went out. Ahh the joys of living in an old building. Done.
  2. 1:00pm: Write this. Almost done.
  3. 1:15pm: Make a cake!
  4. ?:00pm: Return the shirts to TJ Maxx if I have time.
  5. 5:30pm: Off to Fencing! I have two more classes on my card that I need to finish before I leave.

Not the most productive day ever, but I love my husband, and he deserves a cake.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!


DAY 201 of the Rest of My Life: In which It’s too darn hot!

Good evening my friends and faithful followers.

It’s about that time of year, where I feel obligated to talk about HOW FREAKING HOT IT IS!

We are in the dog days of summer, and I’m feeling it. For the last week, I have spent quite a bit of time out of doors. I know I did this all the time in the past, but I’ve gotten soft in my tolerance of surface of the sun temperatures.

I mean, it’s 8:30pm, and it is still 93 degrees outside. If we had the luxurious central air, it wouldn’t be so bad, but we only have window units. Tonight I will go to bad with an ice pack. Sexy.

Tomorrow I don’t have to be out too long, but fencing will be toasty.

All that aside, it was a great day. I had a bit of work to do today. The first bit was actual work, the rest was just stuff I needed to get done before I leave next week. It was an expensive day, but good make-up is a necessity, as are chargers for my technology. My really nice lunch was a luxury, but I accept that bit of frivolity.

I have been great at completing my tasks for the day. Most days I miss one, but today I hit them all.  There were morning pages, a scavenger hunt, a lengthy trip to Sephora, a search for a phone charger, meditation, dinner, and now we are watching Rogue One.

Great day!

Tonorrow will be equally busy with craft work, and returning a couple of workout shirts to the Maxx. I thought they would be more “flowy” than they were. Yeah, they weren’t too small, just not “flowy” enough. Whatever. I’m working on it.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!

DAY 199 of the Rest of My Life: In which I am not Nothing.

Good morning my friends and faithful followers.

As you know I’ve been doing The Artist’s Way for the past few weeks. It’s been really great. I’m not the worlds best student, so I don’t always do my schoolwork, but I am getting better at doing the tasks. These tasks are meant to lead you to why you feel blocked, and how to move beyond. I had a really great realization this morning during my Morning Pages. It was pretty surprising.

Since the election, I have felt like Nothing.


I have had moments of anger, depression, sadness, righteous indignation, but mostly I have felt like a big Nothing.

It has taken a while to put a word to how I have been feeling. This is the perfect word.


By voting this person into the White House, the people of this country have said, “Shannon, you are nothing.” The funny thing is, in the eyes of Donald Trump, the people who voted for him are also Nothing!

Think about it. To Donald Trump women are only as good as their looks. He has referred to his wives as “A hot piece of ass.” He has said this in all seriousness, in public. He has said his own daughter was “hot” and that if he weren’t her father he would try to date her. That is a man with no respect for women. There are about a thousand other examples, but we all know what they are. I mean the incident with the First Lady of France was last week!

He thinks that poor people can’t possibly be smart, or they wouldn’t be poor. You’re nothing.

He’s pretending to be a Christian to win votes. He didn’t even know that you say “Second Corinthians” not “Two Corinthians.” Christians, you are nothing to this man.

If you are not a white man, you are nothing. But all you poor white men; Nothing.

He ran for president, because he could. He doesn’t care about our well being. He only cares about himself. He is racist, misogynistic, elitist, and an overall disgusting human being that was somehow elected President! And with this action, my country has shown me what they actually think about people like me. We are Nothing.

That’s how I’ve been feeling.

But, it’s not the truth.

I know I have worth. I know that you, no matter who you are, have worth. I know that the people who disagree with me have worth. I know that if you are sick, you have worth. If you are going through financial difficulties, you have worth. If you are Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Atheist, Deist, Hindu, Buddhist, Sikh, or Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, you have worth. If you came to this country in search of a better life, you have worth.

We are all worth working together. Compromise is not a dirty word. To quote the great philosopher, Mick Jagger, “You can’t always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need.” Wise words.

We don’t live in a perfect world. Things will never be exactly how you want them to be. However, we must learn from our mistakes of November 8, 2016. Just because someone isn’t perfect, doesn’t mean they don’t have worth.

Here’s the New Plan for today:

  1. 7:30-9:30am: Morning pages, Meditation, Blog. Almost Done.
  2. 9:30am: Coffee and Breakfast.
  3. 10:30am: TJ Maxx. I am out of workout clothes, and I have a DANCE CLASS!!!!!!! I’m super excited. And a little nervous. It’s been a long time since I have tried to something more complicated than walking and chewing gum.
  4. 12:00pm: Off to Broadway Dance Center!
  5. 3:00pm: Lunch
  6. 3:30pm: Home and get ready for this evenings concert.
  7. 7:30pm: The Orpheus Chamber Orchestra, free at the Naumburg Bandshell, in Central Park.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!

DAY 198 of the Rest of My Life: In which I am finding the direction.

Good morning my friends and faithful followers.

It’s week two of the New Plan. I did really well last week with keeping on my schedule. I had auditions and scavenger hunts, I did my morning pages for The Artist’s way. I did my artist’s date. Phillip and I went to a free concert in Central Park. I ran in the park, and walked all over the city. And in all of that, I still kept to the plan of going to the library to work.

One of the basic principles of The Artist’s Way says, “As we open our creative channel to the creator, many gentle but powerful changes are to be expected.” I’ve always found this to be true. TAW leans heavily on the spiritual connection of art and God, but it also recognizes that not every artist will have this belief system. For those that don’t subscribe to God as a central being, they describe god as “Good Orderly Direction.”

While I do have a spiritual life and a belief in God, it really is all about finding the direction.

Over the last four years, I have stopped making excuses for staying in one spot, and I have started moving. At first I wasn’t sure where I was going, but now the path is becoming much more defined. As I work towards recognizing the anchors that are trying to hold me in one place, I notice that there are changes.

One huge change that I have noticed, is that I haven’t freaked out in a while. In the past week, there have been a few situations that would normally lead me to being angry and filled with anxiety. However, I stayed calm, recognized that these things were out of my control, and I accepted the situation until a solution could be found. It is a very strange feeling. Perhaps my years of trying to learn patience and tranquility are beginning to pay off.

Don’t get me wrong. I was still annoyed, but I didn’t have a full on freak out. I’m sure there will still be “Volcano moments,” as Phillip likes to call them, but It’s nice to not get bent out of shape over train problems that I cannot control.

Andrew Cuomo better get it together though, if he expects to stay Governor of New York. If the city turns against him, it won’t happen.

Here’s the New Plan for today:

  1. 5:00am: Wake up and realize the AC is off. Annoying. Done.
  2. 8:00am: Wake up again. No morning pages today, I had already been awake and read the news, so the morning pages moment had passed. Done.
  3. 9:00am: Breakfast and coffee. I had a delightful chicken Caesar salad. I ran out of fruit for my smoothie. Done.
  4. 10:00am: You’re looking at it.
  5. 10:45: Shower.
  6. 11:15am: Staples. I need some wireless earphones for running, and for when I have my sun hat on.
  7. 11:30am: Into the city to return materials to WA.
  8. 12:00pm: Lunch in Bryant Park.
  9. 1:00pm: Work on memorization of the first half of act one of Silent Sky, and continue accent work. This will take place in the main branch of the New York Public Library. I think I’ve only been in this building two or three times in the decade I’ve lived here.
  10. 3:30pm: Home.
  11. 4:30pm: Van Cortlandt Park for running. I didn’t do it yesterday. I did walk a lot after the scavenger hunt though.
  12. 6:00pm: The end of my work day.

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!

DAY 197 of the Rest of My Life: In which I’ll take mine without nuts.

Good evening my friends and faithful followers.

Yes. I just made a penis joke.

You see, there was an Earth shattering announcement yesterday. Prepare yourself, because this announcement can have horrible ramifications on our planet and society as a whole. In fact we’re probably all going to die. Again.

Are you ready?

Take a deep breath, and just know, you’re going to be Okay.

Here we go.

A woman will be playing The Doctor.

Oh my gosh! Are you Okay? Do you need first aide? Do you need first aide? Do you need first aide?

Of course you don’t. Because you are not an idiot.

It was announced that Jodi Whittaker will be playing the 13th Doctor. She is a wonderful actor, with eleven years of film acting to her credit. She has been nominated for awards. She has been in a critically acclaimed television show that starred the man who played the 10th Doctor. She has not yet spoken one word as The Doctor, and yet people are losing their s#!t over the fact that a woman is playing this role.

Let’s be clear. The Doctor is a fictional character. The Doctor is a time traveler from Gallifrey who, when seriously injured will, regenerate into a new person. The last twelve people to play this role have been white men. After 54 years, the show runners decided to cast a woman. There is nothing in the show that says it can’t be a woman, that I am aware of. They have, in fact, had a Time Lord that was a man, regenerate into a woman. I think this was in the last season, but evidently she was a villain, so that was okay. Full disclosure: I have not seen the last two seasons. Stupid Netflix.

There has been a ton of positivity regarding Miss Whittaker taking the role, but there are those who don’t feel a woman is worthy of the role. I went to the Doctor Who Facebook page to see the reactions.

Many people are excited, but there are people who have say they will never watch the show again. They say this is a casting stunt. They say that if a woman can be The Doctor, a dude better be the next Wonder Woman. They say it’s pathetic to pander to social justice warriors.

This is my favorite: SHAME- The Doctor is a male role model that many little boys need. Another superhero lost to Political Correctness.

Seriously? “Another” superhero. And, what does she mean by “lost to political correctness”? I’m very confused by that one.

Mind you, a lot of the horrible comments, including that last one, are from women. I get that we all have our favorite Doctor, and it is a man, but that’s just because our choices have always been men.

Personally, my favorite character of all time is Donna Noble, played by the incomparable Catherine Tate. For a minute during her season, I thought they would be awesome and make her The Doctor. But she was ginger, so it was a no go. (If you watch the show you understand that).

If we can’t accept a woman as a fictional character, how can we accept them as anything? Why can’t we just see a person and think, “Hmm, I wonder if this person will do a good job? Let’s find out!”

Again, there is no reason for a Time Lord to only regenerate as male. It is a fictional universe. Casting a woman changes nothing about the ideals of a being that tries to help do what’s right across the universe. The Doctor is incredibly brave, incredibly noble, incredibly kind, and incredibly flawed. A woman can be all those things.

So here’s to all the Doctors who came before,

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and Cheers! To Jodi Whittaker!

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I must now update my Netflix DVD cue to get caught up!

That’s all for today. Until tomorrow my friends, thanks for reading, be well, and remember to Live Your Dream!