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Here I Am In Costume

Time for a fast Throwback Thursday Post, and I don’t care if I throw back to something I have thrown back to before.  Many of us repeat ourselves, after all.  I just watched an episode of Dateline I had seen before, only I did not remember all the details.  I watched it in lieu of a re-run of Mom I had seen and did remember all the details.  That’s neither here nor there (I love that expression; I could not say exactly what it means).  On with the blog post.

I was so dramatic!

Here is a great theatre memory: Shakespeare’s The Tempest, performed by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company in August 2017.  I’m the one in the orange tights.  I loved that costume, although it did get a little warm for the time of year.

I felt pretty hot, in a good way, but perhaps I flatter myself.

Speaking of me in costume, here I am in my Ruby outfit from Rubbed Out at Ruby’s,  one of my interactive murder mysteries.  This picture was taken at a fundraiser for the Landmarks Society of Greater Utica.  By the way, it is not so easy to get a flask to stay in one of those garters.

Aren’t we a cute couple?

And here I am in what is perhaps my most fabulous costume, as Roxanne Rolls in Fabulous and Fatal, another murder mystery.  The beauty in orange is my husband, Steven, as Ophelia Upps, which I think is one of the best names I have ever come up with (although it is possible that once again I flatter myself).

I do love revisiting my theatre memories.  I hope I can soon get around to making new ones.  I’ll be sure to blog about it when I do.

 

Wussed Out and Not Very Way Back

Yikes, look at the time!  As usual, I wussed out on Wednesday and did not make my blog post till now, early Thursday morning.  But not as early as I usually make my blog posts.  Never mind why; explanations are tiresome.  I feel I must confess, moreover, that I do not have my usual excuse for not posting yesterday.  We did not indulge in our usual treat of music and food at Fratello’s in Frankfort, NY.  I was just tired.

One reason I was tired was that I went on a run.  I ran faster than I usually do, especially on a week day.  This, of course, is not nearly as fast as others run, but one does what one can.  Still, since I had just about talked myself out of running at all, I thought I done good.  Unfortunately, it was not a particularly memorable run, making a Running Commentary Post ineligible.

How about a Way-Back Wednesday post instead?  I wonder if I can find something old in my computer downloads, just as something different from my Media Library.

Aren’t they cute?

Here is an oldish picture of our dear friends, Phyllis and Jim, dressed for Halloween.   We lost Phyllis in 2021, and I miss her dearly.   I treasure my memories.

Another great memory.

Here are Phyllis and Jim plus Steve, at Salvatore’s Pizzeria in Herkimer, NY.  Three of my favorite people at one of my favorite places!

So I guess it is not a very far back Wednesday.  A Little Ways Back Wednesday?  However, it does me good to remember my lovely friend Phyllis.  We’ll have to get together with Jim again soon (preview of coming attractions).

In the meantime, I have gotten myself up to nearly 300 words.  Score! If I also have time to eat breakfast, it will not be a bad Thursday morning for me.

 

More a Scattered Post than a Scattered Sunday

I had a little trouble with WordPress over the weekend with the result that I last posted Friday morning (Thursday’s post, by the way) and it was not actually posted. It seems I neglected to click on something to confirm something, blah blah woof woof.  I am so in the wrong century.  The main thing I have gained from the computer era, and this occurred in the last century,  is the perfect summation of my life:  Operator Error.  One good thing is that I find myself perfectly set up for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post.

I’m the tough one brandishing the pitch fork.

However, rather than continuing to lament my ills, I wanted to share this blast from my past that showed up in my Facebook Memories.  It is Much Ado At the Zoo, when LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company presented Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing at the Utica Zoo in 2016 (do I really need to tell anybody it is Shakespeare’s? Oh, I suppose I do).

Right now I should be studying my lines for Love’s Labour’s Lost, which we are doing this year (perhaps you read one of my blog posts about it).  I will read through them before I go to bed.

In other news, I went running this morning for the first time in two months.  It went pretty well. I enjoyed it.  I wanted to make a Running Commentary Post, only I did not solve my WordPress problems till later in the day, and the moment had passed.

I see I am over 250 words.  I think I will bill this as a Scattered Sunday.  I hope I have done all the right things and can continue to post on a daiy basis.  Then again, a little uncertainty adds interest to my life.  Happy Sunday, everyone!

 

Another Stroll Down Memory Lame

Hello and welcome to another Late Lame Post Friday post. I started to post something yesterday, but it was dumb. I saved it, in case I can return to it later and un-dumb it, but for now I gave it up. I wonder if the coffee is ready.

Well, here is an aggravating discovery. Not everything is saved in my Media Library. Before I returned to making this post, I looked at my On This Day in Facebook. I saw a blog post featuring a wonderful picture of the Little Falls Theatre (LiFT) production of The Tempest. Regular readers may remember I referenced that play in Thursday’s post. Which was also late. Oh dear.

Kids these days!

Since I tempted you with The Tempest (see what I did there?), I returned to the disgraced Media Library and found another picture. It is not as fabulous as the other one. For one reason, I am not in it (I definitely flatter myself that time). The above photo is Prospera, right, telling her daughter, Miranda, the facts of life.

A backstage shot.

I might as well run with the Tempest theme and re-share the pictures I have. I forget these two characters’ names, but they were not nice to my character. In real life they were pretty awesome.

“Stay Shakespeare, my friends.”

I close with my friend Tucker impersonating The Most Interesting in the World. I think Tucker could give that guy a run for his money.

I guess I am coming up with a lot of reasons to re-visit the past: Wayback Wednesday, Throwback Thursday, and now Memory Lame. I need to start having some new adventures!

Monday Mug Memories

Lately I have been pouring myself a travel mug of coffee to sip on my 20 minute commute to work. I like to drive up through Ilion Gorge, admire the scenery, enjoy whichever CD I am listening to, and have a sip or two. Usually there is enough left over for me to bring in to my place of employment for a few more sips while I wait for my shift to start and, for example, start to write a blog post (see what I did there?).

Today I am using my favorite travel mug. I do not remember where I got it. It was probably acquired from a long-ago roommate. The logo of the business it came from is not quite peeled off, but I am pretty sure I did not get it directly from there. These are the mysteries I ponder on a Monday morning.

I do have one story about the mug that I can share. The mug came up missing at one point. This did not worry me unduly, because I have many travel mugs. I could always pick another favorite.

Then one Thanksgiving at my parents’ house in Rome, NY, I spotted it. My Uncle Tom, who had also been a guest at dinner, was filling it with coffee for his trip back to North Syracuse, as my parents had invited him to do.

“THERE’S my coffee mug!” I exclaimed.

Uncle Tom was immediately sorry he had selected that mug from the ones in my parents’ cupboard, but I hastened to reassure him. I was, in fact, delighted to have him use my mug to make his drive more enjoyable. It was also very fitting that he should take my mug, as I pointed out to him, because my husband, Steven, and I had acquired not one but two travel mugs from his daughter, our cousin Mary Beth, when in a similar situation.

Eventually I got my favorite travel mug back, so I was not forced to pick a new favorite. It would be OK if I did, and also if another relative or friend ended up taking it away with them. I feel travel mugs, like coffee, should be shared.

And that is my coffee in a travel mug story for the day. I am making the post late for a Monday blog post, but I am calling it a Monday Memories post anyways, just to be alliterative.

A Dramatic Post for Throwback Thursday

How about a Theatre Throwback Thursday Post? For one reason, I miss theatre! Of course, I would probably feel too tired to go to rehearsal these days. And who knows how good my brain would be about learning lines. Then there are the myriad problems inherent in putting together a show…

I DON’T CARE!!!

I want to be on stage again. And I want to go to rehearsal with fun people and build characters, establish relationships and backstory, come up with great bits… The whole process, problems and all. I hope to have it back one day.

In the meantime, I will share a few theatre memories and call it a blog post.

A dramatic moment.
Quite regal, no?
“I don’t always do Shakespeare, but when I do, I wear pumpkin pants.”

The above are from LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company’s production of The Tempest in 2017.

Our big scene.

The above is from Ilion Little Theatre’s production of Harvey in 2012. It is my husband, Steve, as Dr. Chummy, and me as Veda.

Here’s a suspicious bunch!

Back to LiFT with Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, an interactive murder mystery written by me and beautifully brought to life by a great group of actors.

I could go on and on, but I see I have met my self-imposed goal of 200 words. I know I have shared these memories before. No doubt I will share them again. I hope before too long I have a chance to make some new ones.

Perfume to Pooches

I often have a Throwback Thursday, but some people have a Way Back Wednesday. I think that would be better than a Wuss-Out Wednesday. Instead of looking to my Media Library, I will check out some of the photos I’ve taken with my Tablet.

Memories of elegance.

This is a picture I took at Showcase Antiques in Little Falls last summer. Perhaps that is not so far back, but it brought me way back to when I was a little girl. My sisters Vicki and Cheryl, and I each had a bottle of Evening in Paris which our mother had given us. Mine was the smallest, just a cylinder not much more than an inch tall, but it held perfume, not cologne or toilet water, as in the bigger bottles. It wasn’t till years later I learned the difference, but even back then I liked the word “perfume” better.

We love our fur babies!

Here is a Way Back picture. I’m not even sure what year it is but prior to our having a Tablet or even a computer. As you may notice, we put a snap shot on a napkin and took a picture of it with the Tablet. It is our beloved Tabby (right) with her cousin, Sapphire. Sapphire was Steve’s sister Ruby’s dog. Both dogs have sadly gone over the Rainbow Bridge.

That thought makes me sad again, because I heard today that Tabby and Sapphire (and Spunky) have been joined by Bubbles, my cousin Angie’s dog. I never met Bubbles in real life, but I fell in love with her via Facebook.

Isn’t she adorable?

So this is my blog post. Memories of perfume and pooches. I hope tomorrow I can shake this melancholy, but no promises. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

Murder to Leading to Silly… I Love Theatre!

What’s in the box?

For this week’s Throwback Thursday Post,  I looked in my Media Library at September 2019.  I was gearing up for Fabulous and Fatal,  the interactive murder mystery we presented to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society last October.  The box shown was an important prop in the story.

It was given to me by the cast of Leading Ladies, the play I directed for Ilion Little Theatre in 2016.

One of my all-time favorite casts.

Drawing your attention to the costume worn by the “lady” on your far right, I just mention that it is a costume piece I have owned many years and used many times.

Definitely more silly than scary.

I wore the caftan to be a silly wizard for an event for the March of Dimes in May 2018.

I was probably the silliest.

Once again, I was associated with some wonderful people.  This is the thing when you go to do anything theatrical:  theatre people are awesome!

Another appearance of the silly wizard!

I wore the caftan again that year for the Doodah Parade for Ilion Days.  I rode on the float for Ilion Little Theatre.

More fun theatre people!

As the song says, there’s no people like show people!  I hope soon I will be able to make more theatre memories,  if for no other reason than that I will need something to throw back to in 2021!

 

A Slice of My Life

Well, what’s wrong with another late post?  These things happen.  And it’s not as if I have a lot of things to say.  But maybe I can come up with a few.

A slice of my life.

Ah, coffee, the magic elixir which makes all things possible. Since I have developed a prejudice against making posts with no pictures, I offer this.  I purposefully selected a local mug for the purpose.  Herkimer Home, of General Herkimer who heroically died from wounds sustained in the Battle of Oriskany, is in Little Falls, NY.  It is a wonderful historic site I hope to visit again.

The lantern was purchased by my husband, ostensibly for use in Dirty Work at the Crossroads, the play he directed at Ilion Little Theatre, but actually because he thought it looked cool.  I later used it in Much Ado About Nothing with LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company.

I’m the mean-looking one on the left.

Here I am in Much Ado.  You can just barely see the lantern by the wall on the right.  My partner and I took these evildoers into custody.  I famously ran back to grab the lantern while my evildoer stared at me in disbelief.  I threatened him with the pitchfork as I ran back to him.  It was one of my all-time favorite pieces of stage business.

Under the lantern (going back to the first picture) are scripts I have been reading in hopes of future theatrical endeavors, along with a book I think my Dad might like.

These are my thoughts as I sip coffee and wait for my Sunday to start.  I hope all of you had grand Saturday.

 

Morning’s Memories

That’s me, putting my husband in his place.

I saw this photo in my Facebook Memories this morning, and it did bring back good memories.  I thought I would use it in a Throwback Thursday post.  It is a rehearsal shot from Morning’s at Seven, a play I did last year at Ilion Little Theatre.  It was a great deal of fun.

I still have a copy of this, I think.

This is the flier, which we hung up all over the town, I hope.  At least, we got some good audiences.

This was kind of a dramatic moment.

Here is the entire cast on stage in costume.

Split screen of the same room.

And here are a couple of backstage shots.  Backstage is often as interesting as what goes on onstage, but I think this play was pretty interesting onstage. I do not recall any particular backstage dramas.  I try to avoid such things.

Pre-show cast selfie!

To prove my point about no backstage drama: here we are all before a show, looking perfectly happy together.  I loved the cast, crew and director of this play.  Yay for good memories.

A posed cast picture.

As long as I am having a Throwback Thursday about Morning’s at Seven, I might as well share all the pictures I can find.

And I gotta share my favorite!

This is one of my favorite scenes of the play, where I have a heart to heart with the character played by my good friend, Jim Mills.  He is  wonderful actor, and we both had a great time doing this scene.

It is nice to look back on theatre experiences past, and I hope one day soon to make some new memories.  Of course, I will make a few blog posts about it!