31 Aralık 2012 Pazartesi

Sometimes, I'm not so tough. Yet, life it seems, always is...

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  This quote above is my life story. I learned early on not to show pain. In my mind, showing pain was showing your weakness. People take advantage of those that are weak....
  As a special needs momma, this held true as well. Once the shock of the word Autism wore off, and it came time to get my little man what he needed, the warrior in my soul came out. This is when I truly believed I couldn't let anyone see me cry. I couldn't let anyone see my weaknesses. Now, more than ever I had to be strong for my son, for my family, for myself. 
  I dove in head first. I fought the school. I made phone calls, sent emails. When that didn't work, I started The Legion page. I wanted a voice. I wanted to tell other momma's that Autism isn't the end of the world. It won't kill us. It will make us stronger. We Will Get Through It Together. 
  I also believed that if I see it in a positive manner, it couldn't get me down.....I was wrong. It will get you down. It will kick your feet out from underneath you. It will punch you when you're down. It will knock the wind out of you, make it hard for you to regain your breath. It will TRY to get the best of you.......
  Autism is sneaky. Autism is heartless. Autism can take a good day and make it hell. BUT.......It can also be fought.
  Yesterday and today, Autism did all these things to me. It took me down. It made me cry. It made me question my life, our life, our purpose.
  You know what else it did??? It made me stronger. It made me realize we all have these days. It made me realize I will NEVER give up. It made me realize that this fight is worth fighting. It made me realize that my son, and your sons/daughters need us to keep on fighting for them. If we don't, who will? 


It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.  ~Ovid

Let your tears flow and where they go, let your sorrows follow.  ~Dodinsky,



"Momma, I'm just joking...." Does NOT Lighten the Blow....

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  So, Liam has a "new thing!" Lately he has really been hurting people's feelings because he has no filter, has no idea how to joke, or when to be serious..... His daddy and I have been working on this with him. He is a very funny child, and loves to laugh and smile. With that being said, he has no clue how to tell a joke or know the difference between being funny or offensive. This means, it's nothing for Liam to tell you, "You're fat! You are not very pretty. I think I love you, but I'm not sure because sometimes I don't like you...." and then LAUGH hysterically!!!! He thinks these statements are funny. (and trust me there are so many more, I would be here all nite typing them!)
  We have been pointing out what he says, and how it's wrong. His father has also been working with him on how to tell a joke. One of the things Patterick said to him was, "Buddy, just because your laughing doesn't make it funny, or make it a joke. How will people know you are joking when you say things like that???" Okay, seems logical.....Fast forward to today.
  This morning, out of the blue Liam says, "Momma! I am just joking, but your breath stinks!" I reply, "ok buddy!" Then, "Momma! I am just joking but I love and hate you sometimes!" Hmmmmmm,I can see where this is going..... "Momma! I am just joking but sometimes you are pretty and sometimes I think you're ugly!" Now, he is laughing each time he says this....I am NOT!!! Buddy I don't care how you sugar coat your words, you are MEAN!!!!

  I tell him those are not jokes and he says, "but momma, I told you it was a joke, that makes it one! I warned you before I said it, so that makes it okay!" Well, I don't know how to argue with that! That's Liam Logic for ya! So if you know my kid, I apologize in advance if he offends you with one of his "jokes...."
(Was this made for Liam????)

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I told you so......

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 Yep, I sure did!!! As a special needs parent, a wife, a daughter, one of the many things I have learned is to choose my battles wisely. This is often hard for me because I am a firm believer of letting my opinions be known, and I don't often like to back down. The older I get however, the easier it gets. So the battle I chose to let slide was the video game battle.
   We are a "techy" family. We love our video games and devices. Liam especially LOVES his video games. He would play them for days if we let him! (we don't!)  He got a baby video game system for his first Christmas, he was 7 months old. He LOVED it! It was called Little Leaps Grow With Me Learning System. You can check it out here. He then grew out of that and moved on to the VTech Vmotion. (Kind of like a Wii for kids but with learning games) He grew bored of that within a year, moved up to the Wii, and that took about a year for him to grow tired of, so he has now "graduated" to the Xbox 360.
I miss the days when we would play this together :(
   This is where the battle ensued. There are MANY games for the Xbox that I as a mother, DO NOT like. His dad didn't agree with me. His argument, "you don't censor his music, and cable tv is awful, so this is no worse." Now, I don't censor his music. If the song has multiple F words, then I do skip it, but otherwise I let it play. I feel that music is an artistic expression, made to invoke feelings and I don't think it deserves censorship. Liam loves ALL music (but slow and "sad") and he knows NOT to repeat the cuss if he hears it. As far as tv, we do have cable, and yes, it is horrible at times! Even if we censor the content, a nasty commercial will slip thru every now and then. So it is for that reason that I chose not to argue with the Mr.
    Now, those who know me, know I am a worrier! I worry A LOT!!! I worry about worrying. I worry that worrying about worrying is unhealthy. I worry that my mom (also a worrier) will worry about me worrying. So yeah, I am neurotic and I worry a lot! I worry about how these games will affect Liam. However, he is REALLY good at them. His faves (other than Skylanders) of course those damn "killing games." See below...

these are just a few of his faves!!!
So yeah, my son is 6 going on 16 in so many ways, but I was not comfortable with this,. Regardless, I shoved my thoughts back in my mind, swallowed my pride, and I stepped back. I told the Mr., "Fine, your call, but I will say I told you so if this blows up in our face!"Fast forward a few months....Liam says, "Momma, my mind has scary pictures and I don't like it!" He wouldn't go into detail, but I knew something was up. He quit playing with his army guys, and he would get mad if his dad wanted to play one of the above games. So I pulled hubs aside, and told him, the games are done, put them away!!!! Liam still won't go into detail about the pictures, just that they have to do with the games. I am assuming he is replaying the games in his mind (damn photographic memory) and let's face it, they are graphic!!!!  So the games are put away. I got to say, "I told you so!" Liam was on the phone with his brother who asked for Call of Duty Black Ops 2 for Christmas (btw, the kid and his uncle beat it in one night when we rented it from the Redbox), and Liam already informed his brother, "you can't play that here. It's bad and I don't like it! Besides, we already conquered it!"So that's that..... See, my worries were right......hubs needs to listen to me more ;)(He knows that, but he will never admit it!! ha ha ha)
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Tony Hawk Hoodie is Autism Friendly

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  Do you have a kiddo who likes to hide when overwhelmed? I know I do! He has a body sock that he gets into when at home and he has the urge to hide, but in public, what can he do? Well, what he DOES is crawl up the back of my shirt, flashing my goodies to all who are close, and embarrassing the crap outta me!!! I have been thinking for months of what I can do when in public from stopping this from happening. Another fave thing he does is hiding his face in his shirt, and then he mows over any unlucky people in his way because his vision is inhibited!
  A month or so ago, my nephew got the coolest new hoodie. It zips all the way up, hood and all. It has mesh  for the eyes and mouth so you can zip up, hide your face, yet still see and breathe! Made by Tony Hawk, I thought this is the coolest damn thing I have seen. Now I know it wasn't made with kids with autism in mind, but it sure seems that way!!
  When Mimi and Paw asked for Christmas ideas for Liam, this was at the top of my list. When he opened that box he shrieked with joy! He put it on as soon as he was done opening gifts, even wore it outside and of course got it dirty. No matter, I will scrub those stains out. I am just happy that we can now go into public without my worrying about his need to hide when he is nervous. Without worrying he will flash my goods to strangers. And without me worrying that he will mow over some poor defenseless senior citizen because he is overwhelmed and can't see.

This is his "WOW" face :)
Rockin' the Autism Friendly Hoodie :)
For more info on these kick butt hoodies, or to get one for your Autie kiddo (and I totally, 100% recommend them) you can get them at Kohl's, or click here!

Our Review of the Jiggler Gator Oral Motor Tool

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         Today's post is a review of this:
The Jiggler Gator Oral Chewy (this sucker vibrates too!!)


 I can't remember where I first saw these AUSOME chewies....I know I was blog stalking, but I can't remember whose blog introduced them to me....I am sorry...If you know who you are, PLEASE tell me so I can give you props!!!
  When Liam saw these chewies he got really excited!!!! Momma went to Amazon to find them. There are many to chose from, and prices vary, so do you research! I aid $9.99 for Liam's and $4.99 shipping.
  These are made and distributed by Abilitations. However, they are pricey!!! They charge more than other stores that are selling the same product. As I said, I ordered Liam's through Amazon, but it came from Sensory Junction. You can CLICK HERE to go to their Amazon Store, or CLICK HERE to go to their website.
 So what did we think? Well for starters I was first concerned with the size. Liam is a gagger. EVERYTHING makes him gag. I was worried about the size of it and it just causing him to vomit when place in his mouth. He REALLY wanted it. I have his grant money set aside from Autism Hearts, so I figured, what the hell, let's get him one.
  When I opened it, I wasn't happy about the way it turned on. I installed the battery and when you turn it to turn it on, the bottom comes loose. Last thing I need is :Liam to be gnawing on a battery. Well, surprise, surprise, if I READ the directions, I would have avoided this. PLEASE FOLLOW THE DIRECTIONS!!! Loosen the screw, install battery, then tighten the screw. This will keep the bottom from coming off when turned on. Okay, now momma was happy.....BUT, was Liam???????
  YES! He loves it! He mainly chews on the arms, because as I thought, the head is too big for his sensitive gagger. But he likes it!!!! He loves how it vibrates, and I have literally seen him with it at least 10 times a day. This is good!!!! No more chewing on his toys. No more chewing on me!!!!!
  So all in all, it was a great buy. I'm happy with it, he is happy with it, and I totally recommend getting one for your little chewer :)

                       The proof is in the pics:

He liked it so much, he even slept with it!!! He chewed himself to sleep :D

27 Aralık 2012 Perşembe

Max Gamer~Aspie Superhero~A Review

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  Yesterday Liam was stoked to find a copy of the Max Gamer comic book in the mail. He was even more excited when he opened it and saw it was signed, "Liam, You are Awesome! Dr. G" It made him feel so special, and his smile was ear to ear!
See, I told ya so :D
I originally learned about the comic book from a post in my news feed. I wish I could remember where, but my fibro fog is making it impossible to remember much of anything these days. I searched for the web site and emailed Dr. G. I told him how AUSOME this is for our kiddos, and what a great idea! I got an email asking for my address, and Dr. G came through and sent Liam a copy. What a kind man!!! To learn more about Dr. Frank Gaskill, you can visit his website here: Southeast Psych
Photo courtesy of the Max Gamer blog.

When I went to the website, one of the first things I saw was a statement from Temple Grandin."I read your Max Gamer Super Hero comic book and really Liked it.  I think it will help the smart Aspie kids to feel proud of themselves.This comic would have helped me when I was a teenager who was being teased.."-Temple Grandin -
Why was Max Gamer created?  "Max Gamer is intended for all children and was designed by “Aspies” for “Aspies.”  Asperger’s is not considered a syndrome by the the Max Gamer Authors but is considered a gift and an amazing skill." So Max Gamer was created by Dr. Gaskill and Ryan Kelly, for AUSOME kiddos like ours!!!!To read more about the why's and how's or to order a copy please visit the MAX GAMER website.  

So, what did we think????? Well....

Liam couldn't wait to dig in and read it!!!
So before we settled in to watch our Christmas movie, we settled in to read Max Gamer. At first, Liam was all over the living room. He was listening, but as usual, unable to sit still. However, by the second page, he was at my side, listening, looking and smiling. You see, the book never comes out and says Max has Aspergers, but in the descriptions of him, there's no doubt. Liam looked at me and said, "Momma, was this written for me?" I told him no, but it sure does seem that way. Everything they describe about Max was like it was written for my lil man. (Kudos Dr. G and Mr. Kelly)Moving through the story, (and I won't give it away here, because I am not one to spoil something for others) Liam became very intent on what I was reading. I could see how he was relating to Max's life. When it came to the part of Max's Dynagon cards, Liam was stoked!!!! (they were like a mix of Pokeman/Bakugan cards) That touch was especially a winner in Liam's eyes. He also liked how Max "kind of looked like Ben 10." Another of Liam's "heroes." 
Max Gamer, Aspie Superhero!Photo courtesy of the Max Gamer Blog
In a nutshell, as a mother, I give the book 2 thumbs up. (The plot was great for kids. The pics were very eye catching too) Liam also gave the book "2 fums up!" His favorite part was "the Dynagon cards." And he "liked that it was about me." Meaning he related to the fact that it was written about a boy like him.
Max Gamer is the first comic book of it's kind to feature a super hero with Aspergers. I think it's a home run for Autistic kids, and I believe that every kiddo with Autism should have a copy. I also think it would be great if schools would read this to their students. It may just teach NT kiddos a little something about our ASD kiddos.
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Thanks again Dr. G. Also a big thank to Ryan Kelly who helped in creating Max Gamer, and Kara Dahlheimer whom helped with the animations.GREAT JOB by all!!!!!









All I Want for Christmas......Is a Friend.....

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  This post is hard for me to write, but I am because I can't get this off my mind. Like many children with ASD, Liam struggles with socialization. On the rare opportunities that a neighbor kid does come over, Liam either ends up having a meltdown, smothering them, or bossing them around too much. He has "friends," but not ONE that comes every day or so to play with him. I think he just over whelms them. I understand, however, my sweet, well meaning son does NOT.
  At his last eval he even told Dr. Dan he "wants more friends." So it's obviously on his mind. We work with him. When a kid is here, we try to make sure he takes turns, isn't too bossy, isn't in their space too much, and so on. I don't think it's working.
  Now, pair him with his friend "J" that has Aspergers, and they go together like birds of a feather. It's great. I wish she lived next door though so they could play together every day....
  So the other night we were talking about going to see Santa on Saturday, and I asked Liam what he was going to ask Santa for.You see, for months, Liam has asked for EVERY toy under the sun. He has made list, after list, after list. He has pegged out his Amazon wish list TWICE!!! (those of you not familiar with the list and how much you can put on it...that's over 5 THOUSAND toys!!!) He has asked for EVERYTHING.....

.... but this time however, his reply stunned me. Shattered my heart, and made me have to hide some tears from him..... .
   "All I want for Christmas Momma, is a friend." Yep. That's what he said. My heart sunk into my stomach. We may not have a lot of money, and we try our best to grant his wishes every Christmas. But how in the world do I grant this one? I can't MAKE someone be his friend....
   I always try to view my son's Autism in a positive light. I know he has mild Autism, but that doesn't make some of his struggles any less. We are in the process of changing service providers for him, and the new provider is trying to get him 20 hours of TSS. I know this is something I can ask his new TSS to work on, but I don't know when he will be here. Waiting on paperwork and red tape is frustrating. What's more frustrating is seeing your child struggle and not being able to help. What's even more frustrating than that is seeing your child struggle over something many of us take for granted. The companionship of a good friend.
Play to children is a necessity. It helps them grow, learn and flourish.

  My child doesn't have this opportunity, and as a parent it pisses me off!!!! Not being able to help your child is to me, one of the hardest parts of Autism. So I am left with not knowing what to do. I will of course try my best to help him relate to the neighbor kids. I will of course keep asking them to come play with him. In the end though, a friendship is out of my control......
   So Santa, PLEASE help my child make a friend. PLEASE set his mind at ease about trying to fit in. PLEASE help him see that in order to have a friendship you must GIVE and take. PLEASE help him find just ONE kid, that can help my son grow and flourish and be happy......
 

"All's Well That Ends Well"

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How to begin to describe one of the most challenging, amazing theatre experiences I have ever been lucky enough to partake in? It's a challenge within itself. But, in the words of our heroine, Helena "My intents are fixed and will not leave me!"

I began my apprenticeship (chronicled in about eight blog posts here, on this blog) excited for the chance to work all summer on Shakespeare, but not even fathoming the depth that I would explore and the experience that I would have. We all met, and began our classes, knowing that some of us would be particpating in a seperate project with Dev, and no more than six of us would be cast in the main stage production with Commonwealth Shakespeare Company. When they read off those six names, it took me all of my might not to squeal with joy at being called to be in All's Well That Ends Well.

We were sent to the CSC offices later that week to give our best monologues to Steve Maler, the director and one of the founders of CSC. (Slightly nerve-wracking, yes). I chose to use one of my Lady Percy monologues, as I was feeling quite confident with it. After the six of us were finished, we sat down and discussed what it would be like for us as apprentices, understudies and ensemble members in the production, and when we would receive news of our roles. First rehearsal, I was a MESS! I was super excited and hyper, but trying to be as professional as I could be. Listening to our AMAZING cast even just do a read through, I knew I was in for an eye-opening experience.

I got the news a few days later that I had been chosen to be the first understudy to Kersti Bryan, who was playing Helena. If you don't know All's Well, she is the center character. I was at once humbled and over-joyed. And IMMEDIATELY began learning my lines. I wanted to make sure that if I were ever called upon, that I would be ready, more than ready. Also, Helena is such a strong and wonderful character to inhabit, and I wanted to give her due time to study and really step into her shoes. I posted once about briefly playing Helena in an audition I went to, and how connected I felt to the character.
Studying Helena lines at my station in the Women's Dressing room.
Almost always what I was doing when I wasn't on stage.
 Each and every rehearsal, not only as I shadowed Kersti's journey in finding Helena, but my own journey to bringing my ensemble characters to their own life, was different and fulfilling in it's own way. The actors in this cast are not only unbelievably intelligent and talented, but also graceful, kind and very generous. Kersti made sure that we would check in every now and then and just talk about Helena; this troubled character in one of Shakespeare's considered "problem plays." We grew together in the world of the play, and I think the result was that of a very alive, changing, forward-moving story for the summer crowds of Boston to enjoy.

My view of Helena: I found through this rehearsal process; working alongside Steve, Kersti and the rest of the cast, that Helena is one of the oddest female characters you might come across in Shakespeare's cannon. To scratch the surface; she knows exactly what she wants, and she flies by the seat of her pants to get it. Whether or not it (it being Bertram, her love) is worth the struggle in the end, the audience is left wondering and deciding for themeselves. Helena is beautiful, and very smart. You can see that she tries to plot every detail of her very involved plan, but as fate would have it, everything goes amiss and she has to think on her feet. Luckily, she has the equipped strength of character to do it. I think that the best insight into her character is actually the monologue I used in that audition (Act I, sc. iii):

Then I confess

Here on my knee before high heaven and you,
That before you, and next unto high heaven,
I love your son.
My friends were poor but honest; so's my love.
Be not offended, for it hurts not him
That he is loved of me. I follow him not
By any token of presumptuous suit,
Nor would I have him till I do deserve him;
Yet never know how that desert should be.
I know I love in vain, strive against hope;
Yet in this captious and intenible sieve
I still pour in the waters of my love,
And lack not to lose still. Thus, Indian-like,
Religious in mine error, I adore
The sun that looks upon his worshipper
But knows of him no more. My dearest madam,
Let not your hate encounter with my love,
For loving where you do; but if yourself,
Whose agèd honor cites a virtuous youth,
Did ever in so true a flame of liking
Wish chastely and love dearly, that your Dian
Was both herself and Love, O, then give pity
To her whose state is such that cannot choose
But lend and give where she is sure to lose;
That seeks not to find that her search implies,
But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies.

I loved playing her passion, her courage and her knowledge. She is a character that will not leave me for a long time. Kersti was amazing in the role, and her approach was fascinating. Like Helena, Kersti has a fierce presence and a fragility to her that was beautiful to see. She is an inspiring actress, mentor and friend to me, I will cherish learning from her.

As for my other characters, there were three; the main one being a servant girl, whom we affectionly named Bernice. Bernice was a servant in the Countess' house. Bernice was not very bright, everything she did had to be re-done by Renaldo (the head servant, played by Wayne Fritsche). All my blocking as Bernice was either following or being instructed (and re-instructed) by Renaldo (Wayne) so I created (for myself) a very lively, bunny-like maid character, hoping only to add to the world we were creating for All's Well. My other two characters were only present in one scene each, one was a courtier I named Maeve (for this I got to wear a BEAUTIFUL sky blue and creme colored costume (detail shot coming up!)). And the last was a rather saucy maid living in Florence, who oogles all the solidiers coming home from war. As a part of a long-winded, play-related joke, I named her Fontibell. These characters I am describing are the results of where I took my ensemble roles to deepen the world we were creating. If they sound silly, so be it. It is a comedy after all. Was I mainly focusing on studying Helena? A little. But did I have fun with my characters? You bet your bottom dollar I did.

To close, I have not, nor could I ever write down the amount I learned from being in this production. There are too many great actors to list, praise and thank, crew members to worship and far too many great things I have taken into myself as an actress, that have changed me for the better. Working with Steve Mahler on my first professional show was so wonderful. I have learned so much about not only acting, but Shakespeare, his words and language and his message we were trying to tell with our story.

As I have said, I am beyond grateful for this experience. It confirmed my love for Shakespeare, tested my stamina and improved my acting! Thank you CommShakes! I hope to continuously be a part of this growing artistic family!

All the best,

Micah

P.S. I will conclude my Summer 2011 journey with CSC with a small picture barrage to show an insight of life at AWTEW.

Costumes! (All beautiful)

Detail of one of my beautiful costume pieces! (For "Maeve's" costume)

"Bernice" and A Gentlemen (aka me and Danny, fellow apprentice)

Me and Kersti

Set detail

Lights!

Doing Shakespeare in the evening, outside: GLORIOUS

Just to show a snippet of our crowd sizes. (That's not even 1/8th of our typical crowd)


Here's CommShakes' write up: http://www.commshakes.org/performances/performance/4

Links to Reviews of the piece: http://www.commshakes.org/press/news/news-item/6

From 'Titus' to 'Christmas'...

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We closed Titus Andronicus last weekend, and I cannot say how proud I am of the production! We took some musings we had about the show this summer and created a company that produced a great show that audiences had GREAT reactions to. We never officially "sold out" however, we did fill the house every night. I looked around as we were warming up and saw all the people I know and all the people I have recently befriended doing this show together and I was just beaming with pride. As I have said, I am very proud of my Lavinia; I worked very hard on the role, and had so much fun performing every night. There was a great deal of challenges with the production, and a lot of things that we learned to help us as a company. I cannot wait to discuss where we want to go next. We have a couple of ideas....but I'll share that when we know what we are doing!

Moving on! After a mere five days off, I began rehearsals for a WONDERFUL production of A Christmas Carol with The Hanover Theater! I got cast back in September as "Belle," Ebenezer Scrooge's once-fiancee. (EEEE!) It is a professional contract (I get some Equity points) and it pays (always nice to get paid for the work you love!) It's amazing. We started rehearsals yesterday and so far, wonderful. The show is based on the timeless classic book by Charles Dickens, and no matter what, always moves me.

After the first read through last night, the adult cast (we have a lot of child actors; Tiny Tim, Ghost of Christmas Past, etc) we had an in depth discussion about the show and about the story that we are meaning to tell, and how important it is. The things that really stuck out to me were the following: The reasons why we as the people of London, need to re-tell the story of Scrooge. How it saved him and how it refocuses our energies to what is most important in this world; Love. The fact that, for a 'Christmas' story, it rarely has religious references focusing us on the Humanity of it.

I can't wait to start digging deeper into the character of Belle. She is one of the only people that Scrooge has ever outwardly loved and he loses her because he loses himself. So far, we've only read through and worked on some music and choreography. I've got to get to work on my British accent, but I'll be back soon with more on Belle, and more on our process! In the meantime, fun weird fact I just found out, the beautiful and extremely talented actress who played Lavinia in Julie Taymour's Titus (1999 version of Shakespeare's play), Laura Fraser played my character (Belle) in the 1999 Christmas Carol directed by David Hugh Jones!!! Although she first played Belle and then Lavinia...weird weirdness.

Laura Fraser - Fiance Belle
Oh and we need to get back to Hamlet. It's been, what, twenty one posts since my last Hamlet post?
Come on.
Best,
Micah

Shakespeare's Moments: Globe to Globe

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My friend, Joelle, always brings the best things to my attention!

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I am in a particular Shakespearean mood these past few days too as I have a call back for a production of Twelfth Night in a few days(!) and I have recently begun re-reading Contested Will by James Shapiro (the ultimate discussion of the Authorship Debate, a review of which, I will soon post about).

Anyway, so this is wicked cool: Public Radio Exchange (PRX) is hosting London's Globe Theater's multicultural celebration of Shakespeare this spring. The Globe has invited 37 theatre companies from around the world to produce Shakespeare's works employing specifically their cultural traditions and languages. Plays including: Titus Andronicus, Othello, Cymbeline and many more!

This is a celebration of the world's multi-cultured love of our Shakespeare! No other global celebration has ever taken place like this. Each theater presents their unique understanding of the plays and PRX brings insights into those performances to you! So take a listen!

Enjoy,

Micah

20 Aralık 2012 Perşembe

Bruno & Betty: Nostalgic Apparel and Housewares...

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Bruno & Betty
also have a chic
housewares department.

People
will come to you home
and say
"Oh, I love this octopus pillow- so unique!"
and you will feel all smug
on the inside
and think
"I'm so freakin' trendy!"
But
then you will smile
politely and say
"Bruno & Betty of course"
all smooth,
as you silently pat yourself
on the back
for a purchase
well done.

Blue Octopus Pillow

Do you know
what I love most next to owls?Gnomes.
Cause

1
they have cute hats.
2
they are kitchy cool 
3
do I seriously have to give you another reason???

They just cute.
Put a gnome and owl
in the same room
and I
swoon.

Red Gnome Kitchen Towel

Cuckoo & Squirrel Kitchen Towel
And last, but certainly not least Bruno & Bettyalso have limited edition screen print art.
Limited Edition Sewing Machine Wall Art
One day you will be leafing through some random magazine with a gift list, and you will say"Bruno & Betty?I've heard of them."Cause your cool like that...


I'll Sign Now

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You know, when I was originally formulating this post in my mind, I thought that I would just look up quotes or conversations that those goonies on shows like Jersey Shore or Real Housewives said while they were being recorded. However, during my research, I started seizing because my IQ was falling at such a rapid pace.

The point I was going to make was that if dumb idiots like Snooki and SItuation and IDon'tKnowThese'TardNames can get their own show and be on Dancing with the Stars, WHY CAN'T i ?

The following is why Bestie and I should have our own freakin' television show:

Scene: One of my very best friends had a baby last week. Her in-laws are precious, but are much more well-to-do than I, had several conversations while Ashley was in recovery. Action!
Me: So Ash's in-laws were trying to decide which places they should go to lunch. I didn't recognize one restaurant they mentioned, so when they asked me for a good place to eat, I tried to think of the most expensive place I had eaten and it wasn't what they were looking for.
Bestie: What restaurants were they talking about?
Me: I don't know. Some places that started with "Cafe" and ended with a French word.
Bestie: Yeah. We eat at places that end in cafe.
Me: Like "Today, I had lunch at The Hospital Cafe." It'd be different if I said "Cafe Hospital."

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Dear Pe-o-ple Magazine,

I just wanted to send you a quick thank you note for letting me know that sometimes celebrities don't wear makeup. This whole time, I thought that when they were finished posing for the camera they just climbed back into their Barbie box before they eventually wound down.

Idiots.

Sincerely,
The Student Who Wishes You Would Do a Story On Her, Since You're Obviously Running Low on Material

Why I Don't Like Being in the Water

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So it's finally happened. My bestie and inspiration for craziness has finally realized that I am severely disturbed and probably equally undermedicated. I don't know why. All I did was tell her about my latest dream. I don't know why she freaked out.

I'm at the point in my night life now where I realize that I am dreaming and just decide to have fun. I can fly all over the world, move stuff with my eyes, and smooch a still very much alive Heath Ledger. I obviously enjoy dreaming, but every now and then a nasty ol' nightmare will slip in and ru'rn my life.

Night before last, I had the first non-lucid dream that I've had in a really long time. In my dream, I was watching these freaking idiots kayak in the middle of the Perfect Storm. Naturally, their kayaks all flipped over leaving me creeping about in the sky, praying that I wouldn't have to rescue them because I am absolutely terrified of drowning.

Well, I had to. Jerks and their inability to survive underwater....

I was swimming in the ocean trying to save some of these morons when about 200 of these appeared




Scary. Super scary. Times 200. I'm not exaggerating about the teeth. On the contrary, there were more than that. Luckily, as one was about to introduce me to Steve Irwin, I remembered that I COULD fly and pulled lots of dumb deep sea kayakers to safety.
Part of me wishes that I could say that was the end of the dream. But no. This was one of those dreams that I could not wake up from.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting with a man that I rescued that was apparently my husband. As we were snuggling, I noticed with my X-Ray vision that he was moving in a freakishly similar way to the giant Robot Sharks. I suggested that we go see a doctor who, unfortunately confirmed my fears. My husband was bitten by, and was slowly turning into, a giant, radioactive robot shark.
Obviously, I was devastated. I'm pretty sure that the man in my dreams was attractive. I know I was madly in love with him because I crawled to meet Sheldon Cooper so that we could keep him from turning into a monster.
It worked. Only except for that he didn't know who I was. I used all my chips with stupid Sheldon and he wasn't up for building a time machine to take me back to the point before the love of my life was turned into a freaking zombie of the ocean.
I'm still a little upset about it, actually.

Nice Guys Really Don't Finish Last

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A couple of weeks ago, one of my favorite YouTube stars made a video about how "nice guys" don't really finish last. The basis of Jenna Marbles's video was nice guys go for girls out of their league with which they have nothing in common, are rejected, and then become all emo and pouty.

I was shocked and appalled at the comments left by these "nice guys"!! They were vile!! One responded to the comment I posted (which I am going to discuss here) and called me a variety of unsavory names. I told him that maybe if he stopped playing Call of Duty 18 hours a day and developed some people skills, he wouldn't come across as so repulsive. I regretted that because it only fueled his pathetic little fire.

If by some slim chance in hell any of the "nice guys" who left nasty comments on that video reads this blog, the only thing I have to say to you is you're not nice. You're actually quite horrible.

So while I agree with Jenna's statement, I disagree with her reasons. I think nice guys don't finish last because they go from "nice guy" to "creeper." So really, they are a "creeper who finishes last."

This sounds cruel and was the reason Mr. Call of Duty felt it necessary to call me names, but hear me out.

There are lots of nice guys in the world. Sweet, loyal, friendly, etc. Their mothers and grandmothers have told them what a catch they are and any girl would be lucky to have them. However these guys lack a very important quality: People Skills.

Like Mr. Call of Duty, they are petted by strong female relatives, who may or may not be crazy themselves, but lack the ability to have a conversation with a non-familial female. If/when a new girl approaches this "nice guy" and, God forbid, gives him positive attention, his brain starts to go into overload.

This is the unfortunate trigger that sends Nice Guy into Creeperville.

He starts to become very clingy. Always asks the girl who she is with, what she's doing. Calls every fifteen minutes and texts every two. Next thing you know, you catch him going through your dirty laundry sniffing your underwear.

Now, he's a Creep. What do we do with creeps? We call the police. Or, at the very least, change our phone numbers.

16 Aralık 2012 Pazar

want, need, wear, read, and make

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At not even one and a half, this is only Sweet Pea's second Christmas and I know I could give him nothing this year and he'd still be as happy as a clam (well, that is true as long as I let him play with the TV remote). However, I worry about the future and getting caught up in wanting to smother him in stuff that he won't necessarily want, need, or play with more than the time it took to unwrap (this book has been an eye opener for me in many ways that I'll share with you in another post). Anyway, I sure am glad to have stumbled upon The Four Gift Rule. It makes gift giving seem easy and it also makes a ton of sense to me (although I think I would add one additional category: 1 Thing They Make - for art supplies, crafts, etc.). Stockings, on the other hand, are a total free-for-all...

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You know, when I was originally formulating this post in my mind, I thought that I would just look up quotes or conversations that those goonies on shows like Jersey Shore or Real Housewives said while they were being recorded. However, during my research, I started seizing because my IQ was falling at such a rapid pace.

The point I was going to make was that if dumb idiots like Snooki and SItuation and IDon'tKnowThese'TardNames can get their own show and be on Dancing with the Stars, WHY CAN'T i ?

The following is why Bestie and I should have our own freakin' television show:

Scene: One of my very best friends had a baby last week. Her in-laws are precious, but are much more well-to-do than I, had several conversations while Ashley was in recovery. Action!
Me: So Ash's in-laws were trying to decide which places they should go to lunch. I didn't recognize one restaurant they mentioned, so when they asked me for a good place to eat, I tried to think of the most expensive place I had eaten and it wasn't what they were looking for.
Bestie: What restaurants were they talking about?
Me: I don't know. Some places that started with "Cafe" and ended with a French word.
Bestie: Yeah. We eat at places that end in cafe.
Me: Like "Today, I had lunch at The Hospital Cafe." It'd be different if I said "Cafe Hospital."

I'LL Give You Something to Write About

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Dear Pe-o-ple Magazine,

I just wanted to send you a quick thank you note for letting me know that sometimes celebrities don't wear makeup. This whole time, I thought that when they were finished posing for the camera they just climbed back into their Barbie box before they eventually wound down.

Idiots.

Sincerely,
The Student Who Wishes You Would Do a Story On Her, Since You're Obviously Running Low on Material

Why I Don't Like Being in the Water

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So it's finally happened. My bestie and inspiration for craziness has finally realized that I am severely disturbed and probably equally undermedicated. I don't know why. All I did was tell her about my latest dream. I don't know why she freaked out.

I'm at the point in my night life now where I realize that I am dreaming and just decide to have fun. I can fly all over the world, move stuff with my eyes, and smooch a still very much alive Heath Ledger. I obviously enjoy dreaming, but every now and then a nasty ol' nightmare will slip in and ru'rn my life.

Night before last, I had the first non-lucid dream that I've had in a really long time. In my dream, I was watching these freaking idiots kayak in the middle of the Perfect Storm. Naturally, their kayaks all flipped over leaving me creeping about in the sky, praying that I wouldn't have to rescue them because I am absolutely terrified of drowning.

Well, I had to. Jerks and their inability to survive underwater....

I was swimming in the ocean trying to save some of these morons when about 200 of these appeared




Scary. Super scary. Times 200. I'm not exaggerating about the teeth. On the contrary, there were more than that. Luckily, as one was about to introduce me to Steve Irwin, I remembered that I COULD fly and pulled lots of dumb deep sea kayakers to safety.
Part of me wishes that I could say that was the end of the dream. But no. This was one of those dreams that I could not wake up from.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting with a man that I rescued that was apparently my husband. As we were snuggling, I noticed with my X-Ray vision that he was moving in a freakishly similar way to the giant Robot Sharks. I suggested that we go see a doctor who, unfortunately confirmed my fears. My husband was bitten by, and was slowly turning into, a giant, radioactive robot shark.
Obviously, I was devastated. I'm pretty sure that the man in my dreams was attractive. I know I was madly in love with him because I crawled to meet Sheldon Cooper so that we could keep him from turning into a monster.
It worked. Only except for that he didn't know who I was. I used all my chips with stupid Sheldon and he wasn't up for building a time machine to take me back to the point before the love of my life was turned into a freaking zombie of the ocean.
I'm still a little upset about it, actually.

Nice Guys Really Don't Finish Last

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A couple of weeks ago, one of my favorite YouTube stars made a video about how "nice guys" don't really finish last. The basis of Jenna Marbles's video was nice guys go for girls out of their league with which they have nothing in common, are rejected, and then become all emo and pouty.

I was shocked and appalled at the comments left by these "nice guys"!! They were vile!! One responded to the comment I posted (which I am going to discuss here) and called me a variety of unsavory names. I told him that maybe if he stopped playing Call of Duty 18 hours a day and developed some people skills, he wouldn't come across as so repulsive. I regretted that because it only fueled his pathetic little fire.

If by some slim chance in hell any of the "nice guys" who left nasty comments on that video reads this blog, the only thing I have to say to you is you're not nice. You're actually quite horrible.

So while I agree with Jenna's statement, I disagree with her reasons. I think nice guys don't finish last because they go from "nice guy" to "creeper." So really, they are a "creeper who finishes last."

This sounds cruel and was the reason Mr. Call of Duty felt it necessary to call me names, but hear me out.

There are lots of nice guys in the world. Sweet, loyal, friendly, etc. Their mothers and grandmothers have told them what a catch they are and any girl would be lucky to have them. However these guys lack a very important quality: People Skills.

Like Mr. Call of Duty, they are petted by strong female relatives, who may or may not be crazy themselves, but lack the ability to have a conversation with a non-familial female. If/when a new girl approaches this "nice guy" and, God forbid, gives him positive attention, his brain starts to go into overload.

This is the unfortunate trigger that sends Nice Guy into Creeperville.

He starts to become very clingy. Always asks the girl who she is with, what she's doing. Calls every fifteen minutes and texts every two. Next thing you know, you catch him going through your dirty laundry sniffing your underwear.

Now, he's a Creep. What do we do with creeps? We call the police. Or, at the very least, change our phone numbers.

12 Aralık 2012 Çarşamba

How To Make Your Own Anthropologie Inspired Wire Owl...

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I don't think it comes as any surprisethat I love me an owl.I have owl rugs,and owl pillows.I have made an owl or two.I don't know what it isbut they are just so stinkin' cuteI cannot resist their wide eye charms.
So when the new Anthropologie magazine came in the maillast weekand I saw this picture.

I thought to myself-"self, you could do that."and so friends,I did.And it only took one 45 minute nap timeto get this easy, peasy project done.And the more you think you are messing it upthe better youare actually doing.Don't you love a craft like that?Here is a side by side comparison incase you are doubting your ability to accomplish this project-IT IS SOOO EASY!


Soto make your own Hooters Girlyou will need:
Wire Cuttersor old scissorsfor cutting wire
Thin wire: I used floral wire because that is what I had on hand but if I had bought some I would have preferred something in a metallic tone and not green.  If floral wire is all you have then you can paint yours after you are done like I am going to.
A picture of the  Anthropologie owl: to give you a little guidance as you piece yours together.
2 Buttons with 4 Holes: for the eyes
I started with the eyes and worked my way out from there.There is no right or wrong way to make your owl.The more quirks it has, the better I thinkJust start bending the wireand let your inner creative goddesscome out.
Good luck and make sure if you make any Hooters to share pictures with me!I am using mine as a tree topper right nowbut I have a feelingthat she is going to stick aroundlong after the Christmas stuff comes down.Cause like I said-I love me an owl...






Thursday, Children's Halloween masks and Etsy

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 littlehbigstyleOne of the best parts of Halloween is seeing some of the more original costumes (it isn't that every Cinderella and Batman is not lovely and heroic, but something different is always welcome) and Etsy has some great, unique masks for kids. If you are still looking for something special for your trick-or-treater, you just might find it here.... kindakicrafts SundriesandPlunder herflyinghorses herflyinghorses waxingmoonmaskery JustZipity oxeyedaisey WaxingMoonMaskeryMahalo