When you don’t’ get a part – or I should say, when I don’t get a part – I tell myself that it’s okay because that means there’s something better coming. And it usually works out that way. As those who know me personally, I am not Little Merry Sunshine. I am not, at heart,…
Yeah. You can’t scare me, I work with lawyers. And in general, I have an abiding loathing for lawyers. Not the ones I work with (of course) – mostly; but just the general concept. Part of this, I believe, can be attributed to living in California. (California, I believe, is an old Spanish word meaning…
So far, in this long and varied life of mine, I have not suffered too much trouble with my knees. (Please, everyone reading this, knock on wood.) Kind of surprising, because bad knees run in my family – on my Dad’s side. Lucky for this fat old lady, I take after my Mom’s side of…
Yup. I had mononucleosis when I was a kid – 6th grade, I believe. No I did not get the kissing disease from smooching. That much I am sure of. How I caught this particular creeping crud remains a mystery. I wasn’t feeling well on a Friday – I had a sore throat. But since…
I have been intrigued by the recipes coming through my inbox for meals where you just throw everything on a cookie sheet, drizzle some olive oil over it and add spices, and toss it in the oven. Voila! Fabulous dinner. Easy-peazy! My kind of cooking! So I finally decided to take the plunge. I’ve been…
I was in the middle of a performance of Cabaret (playing Fraulein Schneider), when I suddenly realized something … The man playing Herr Schultz had on (old) age makeup. I did not have on age makeup. No one asked me to wear age makeup. Clearly, I no longer need age makeup. OMFG. When did…
I used to read self-help books. I’ve read some very useful ones too. I particularly like Shakti Gawain’s Living in the Light, where I learned that reality is what you make of it; or it’s all about your own perspective. And there’s another one, that I can’t remember the title or author, but what I…
Here’s the deal. We are frequently told how fat people are at risk for high blood pressure. Okay. So it behooves us to have it checked now and again. Righty-o. Want an accurate reading – use an old-fashioned sphygmomanometer. That’s that thing that used to hang on every doctor’s wall, and they’d put it on…
My first job-job was at a fat lady clothing store called Nancy’s Place. I say, my first “job-job” because before that I had made some TV commercials for Nancy’s Place, but I was paid in clothing, not $$$. Which was fine with me, because I wanted clothes more than I wanted $$$. When Nancy’s Place…
Kaiser strikes again. It’s that time of year, folks. Time to roll up your sleeves and confess whether or not you are allergic to eggs and get your flu shot. So I’m at my HMO (Kaiser) for an appointment, and there’s a line for the flu shot, but I figure, “what the hell”. I know…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 