Monthly Archives: August 2011

I’m Still Here

August 30, 2011 By in Family Tags: , , Leave a comment
A good day

Martha, my grandmother on my father's side.

This woman has seen 90 birthdays. Well, 91 birthdays if you count the actual day of birth, which she does. Up until today she would always say “I’m in my 90th year of life” – as if she was fooling us into forgetting that she was 89. I suppose today she’ll tell me it’s her 91st year. She would be correct.

Mom asked me to go to Mardels before joining the whole family for cake at the hospice. She wants me to pick up some sort of stuffed animal for her. It’s the very least I could do. I wish I could do more.

You know who does it all? My dad.

So we’re meeting the whole Blackmore clan at 4:30 for cake and celebrations! 90 years! Holy smokes!

It’s Tuesday and I’m still in Tulsa. Today is dedicated to family, tomorrow is to friends, Thursday is for myself – and then I’m in a plane on Friday morning. #ohmygodimsonervous #whouseshashtagsinblogs #thirdhashtag

Hello!

August 29, 2011 By in There's No Cure like Travel Tags: , , Leave a comment

Ah, WordPress. It’s nice to see you again. Choosing a blog server is a difficult and lasting decision. It’s as important as choosing a surgeon or a doughnut. Lord knows livejournal isn’t where this blog should be hosted. Nor is xanga quite what I’m looking for. Back in the day, i would install wordpress on my own server/host and be fancy-schmancy with it. I guess I’ve grown past that. Or I’m just more interested in content now. Yeah, let’s go with that. I’m interested in content.

So here we are, WordPress. Chillaxing at Max’s Apartment in Tulsa. Cox Communications (I don’t get paid for this endorsement, mind you) sent us a handsome technician to set up our internet today. Offered him a beer, but of course he couldn’t accept. Too bad because he was a beautiful, beautiful man.

I hosted a fantastic going away party for myself on Saturday. Thanks to everyone who came out to wish me well on my journey and get a little silly. I crawled into bed at 4:30, so I’d say the party was a success. I wish I had pictures to share, but I will have to count on others to supply the hard-copy memories. I know I saw Teresa with a camera…

Now I have four more days here in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Things to do? Continue studying lines for the next gig, pack my bags, and spend as much time as I possibly can with Tony and Al. After all, they are leaving two weeks after I am, but will not be returning for some time. I will be going to visit them as soon as I’m financially able, but that could be months! To all my other friends and family, you know I adore you too. I’ll more than likely see you when I come back in November.

OR WILL I?

I will.