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And It Continues

January 31, 2017 at 10:02 am by Claudia

Snow is falling outside my window as I write this. So far, just a sprinkle, but 1 to 3 inches is expected. A good day to stay in the house and do…I’m not sure what yet…but something. Read, certainly. I’m thinking a good cleaning of the bathroom will work off some of my ever-present anxiety.

That man fired the Acting Attorney General for standing up to him and refusing to enforce his clearly illegal executive order. Shades of Nixon and Watergate. And we know how that ended up.

I’ll restate the obvious. He needs to resign or be impeached. As I don’t see him ever resigning, for that would be admitting he was wrong and we know he is incapable of that, he must be impeached. He thinks America is his business empire. He believes he can hire and fire anyone he wants and that if he gives an order it must be followed, even if it’s immoral or illegal.

He’s getting awfully close, if not already there, to being a fascist. And he has his very own Rasputin at his side.

Okay. I don’t mean to write about this crap every day but, let’s face it, each new day brings more horrors. It’s pretty much the sum total of what’s on our mind here at the cottage. And why shouldn’t it be? I can’t think of anything more important – at least, to us – at the moment. If you’re tired of it, you can click out of this post and move on. I completely understand. However, our lives have changed since January 20th. If yours hasn’t, it just might in the not-too-distant future. I hope not, for my wish for you and for everyone is happiness and peace.

My sister has finished my pink hat and it’s on the way to me. When it arrives, I promise to have Don take a picture of me sporting my new hat.

Let’s see, what else is new? Anastasia  starts rehearsals next week. It will be lovely to see everyone again. Many of the cast members from Hartford will be in this production, including 4 out of the 5 lead actors; many of the same dancers/ensemble members, as well. But there are new additions and that will also be exciting. I can’t wait to hear that glorious music again. I won’t need to be there all of the time, of course, but I’ll be in and out of rehearsals.

Don is planning on driving out to La Jolla sometime in March. He loves nothing more than a long road trip and he’s going to get our 16 year old car  in shape for the journey. The mechanics that work on it assure him that the car can handle it. Fingers crossed! So he’ll be leaving while I’m still working on Anastasia  and then I’ll be back in Hartford in late April to work on Heartbreak House.

We are very grateful.

I long for Spring, but to be perfectly honest, my mind is so preoccupied with calling my representatives, going to meetings, taking actions, etc., that I’m less restless than usual. There’s plenty to keep me occupied. It would be nice to have a carefree sort of day, but I don’t think that’s in the cards for a while.

By the way, Linda left a comment yesterday saying that the ACLU has pocket sized versions of the Constitution available on their site – 10 for $11.99. I’m thinking of buying  some and handing them out at an appropriate time/event.

Happy Tuesday.

Filed Under: Don, Donald Trump, fascism, protest, theater 46 Comments

Potpourri on Thursday

January 19, 2017 at 11:10 am by Claudia

• I’m posting a bit late this morning. I got up and realized I needed some half & half for my second cup of coffee. I’m incapable of doing anything until I finish my first cup. After that, I pulled on my jeans and a sweater and ran over to a nearby shop to buy some. Came back, made the second cup, signed onto the laptop…and my husband called. And now it’s 10:27.

A bit of a potpourri for you today:

• Staging the curtain call yesterday. The show is frozen now. I went to the performance last night, but I didn’t take any notes. It’s time to let the actors do their thing and trust that those notes will be incorporated at some point. Actually, this is a great cast and they appreciate notes and take them seriously. Opening night is tomorrow night. And then homeward I go on Saturday.

• When I arrive back home, Don will most likely not be there as he is doing everything in his power to  make it to the Women’s March in Washington D.C. on Saturday. Bravo, Don! He was torn about the whole thing, thinking he should be here for my opening night, but I encouraged him to go to D.C. Much more important. I’m frustrated and have been frustrated that I can’t be there, so he will represent the two of us. Fingers crossed that it all works out.

• Tonight at 5:30, I am taking part in what is called the Ghostlight Project. The ghostlight in a theater is the single bulb on a metal stand that is left to illuminate the stage at night. The Theater Community across the country is taking part in this national day of light, with a pledge to uphold the values we hold dear: inclusion, participation and compassion for everyone in the community. We will each bring a light as we reaffirm the importance of these values.

• As we face the inauguration tomorrow, I want to direct you to this post by John Pavlovitz. I don’t know whether you’re familiar with his blog, but it has fast become a favorite of mine and of my sister, as well. John is a minister with an activist’s heart. Today’s post: Let the Record Show, says everything I believe. Please give it a read.

As I lie awake at night thinking about what is to come, filled with fear and foreboding, I often go back to one thing: That man who shall be nameless mocking a disabled reporter. No matter how he tries to spin it these days, we saw it. Over and over and over again.

A vote for this man said that was acceptable behavior. No other way to spin that, either. Those who voted for him either thought that making fun of someone with a disability was okay, or by compartmentalizing that behavior, turned a blind eye to it. Equally reprehensible.

My nephew is disabled. By voting for him, they’ve given a ‘free and clear’ to making fun of my nephew – or anyone with a disability. You don’t want to mess with me when it comes to my nephew. Trust me.

Years ago, actually, not very long ago, this alone would driven him out of the race.

What have we come to?

I don’t have to ‘come together’ with anyone who, by voting for that sorry excuse for a human being, said that mocking a disabled person was worthy behavior for a candidate for the highest office in the land. Frankly, I don’t have to come together with anyone who thinks that’s acceptable in any  fellow human being. And the argument that he ‘didn’t really mean it?’ Yes, he did. He means everything he says as we will discover all too soon.

As to the voters who condoned that, who, by their silence, tacitly agreed? They’ll have to make their peace with it.

I could write a month’s worth of blog posts about what I find abhorrent and unacceptable about that man. You already know how I feel. I’ve made it abundantly clear.

But, as Don and I often say, that one thing – the mocking – was enough for us to wash our hands of him. It’s the behavior of an insecure, narcissistic bully, which I strongly suspect he has been all of his life. I have always fought for those who were bullied, even when I was a kid.

I’m not about to stop now.

Happy Thursday.

 

Filed Under: Don, Donald Trump, life, On The Road, theater 61 Comments

Tired, But Still Going

January 14, 2017 at 10:03 am by Claudia

I’m tired. The schedule here has changed as we’ve moved into afternoon rehearsals and evening performances. So I’ve been a bit thrown off in terms of my sleep. It’s a wee bit harder to adjust to that kind of change nowadays. You know how it is; you come home, you have to wind down, you read a bit, maybe take a bath, and by the time you’re ready to turn in it’s more than two hours past your normal bedtime. Plus, the woman next door, who is an actress in the play, tends to go out with cast members every night after the show and I can hear her when she comes back to her apartment. That doesn’t help.

I well remember doing that very same thing, however, when I was younger. I routinely went out after an acting performance with my fellow cast mates. It’s a way to wind down, to talk about the show and how it’s going, to get to know each other. So I understand. I just don’t do it anymore and I need to sleep! (Looking forward to my bed and bedmate back home at the cottage. One more week.)

The show is going very well. There is still work to be done, of course, but the audiences are really enjoying it. Lots and lots of laughs last night. It’s a fast-paced production – 90 minutes in length, with no intermission – and the time just flies by.

This is what I’m gazing upon at the moment. I love this quilt and I don’t see it very often. So I’m trying to enjoy this time when I have lots of wall space on which to hang my quilts because they make me smile.

I have to run to the CVS this morning for a few things – it only stays open until noon on Saturdays. I’m hoping to get by without grocery shopping this week. I leave a week from today and I’m trying to use up all the perishable food I have on hand.

Because, you know, I have to pack all this STUFF again on Friday/Saturday and haul it all home.

Thanks for sharing happy things yesterday. I loved your lists.

Happy Saturday.

Filed Under: On The Road, Shakespeare, theater 24 Comments

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