Yes, it is another Late Lame Post Friday blog post. I offer neither excuse nor apology and only hope I can come up with a silly headline before I finish making the post. Quick, throw in a picture to pep things up!
“Oh dear, I can’t think of anything to make a blog post about!”
This is a picture from Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a melodrama directed by my late, dearly missed husband Steven in 2012 at Ilion Little Theatre. I am the one looking distressed in the blue gown. The silver bag and fur are from my own costume collection. I have an extensive collection of fancy evening bags, which is constantly growing. Every so often I get a chance to carry one. Sometimes I make the chance, by dressing fancy for no reason at all.
The actress and director in another context.
I shared this picture on Facebook the other day, because I never took a selfie after I voted this year. This was from 2018, and the picture was taken at Steven’s behest. As you can see, I was not at all averse (and what a cheese-eating grin I have!) (only I didn’t say “cheese”)
Ah, the ’80s.
Since this is turning into another Stroll Down Memory Lame (I know I have used that title before), here is a picture from the late 1980s, when Steven and I were merely dating. Check out the hair! I mean, the amount on Steve’s head and the curly perm on mine. I thought I was so cute. Luckily, Steven agreed.
OK, that’s over 250 words. I will try for a better blog post, perhaps even later today. In the meantime, thank you for indulging me in my memories. Have a delightful weekend, everyone.
