Random Thoughts Late on a Saturday Night

Even though the death of my father has made me a little better off financially, I'd gladly go back to working 2 jobs, scraping a living and living paycheck to paycheck to have him back again.

It's been 4 years since I was on stage. And now, being cast in Menopause the Musical, a play I've wanted to be in since first hearing about it 3 years ago...it just doesn't seem like work to me. The hours of rehearsals, the late nights, the fact that aside from work and rehearsing this show, I will practically have no life for the next 8 to 9 weeks - doesn't matter at all. This show is so much fun, so dynamic, so hilarious, and so ME at this stage of my life, I can't wait for performances to begin, and I intend to give 150% of myself in this show.

I love my dog Powder so much it sometimes makes me cry.

I'd give anything to be as young as I feel inside.

I'm an independent woman who cherishes her alone time, but sometimes during the long nights when I'm lying in my bed alone, I wish for someone special to be there with me to wrap his arms around me and spoon me. I miss that.

It saddens me that some of my cherished friends are no longer very much a part of my life. I guess that's life though. It's been said that people come into our lives for a season and a reason. I just wish the seasons didn't change so much or so often.

My favorite author is Stephen King, but even I, a devoted fan, admit that lately the stuff he writes just doesn't grab me like his earlier works did.

I love the show M*A*S*H. And know for a fact that show would never get on the air today.

For a time I had an extreme crush on and was sort of obsessed with Jake Gyllenhaal. I still admire his talent, will see his movies, and still think he's one of the most gorgeous men to ever walk the planet. But I've moved on from my school-girl crush, and that's a good and healthy thing. However, through my obsession I found a group of friends I will always cherish.

I have finally reached the point where I am fully motivated to do something about my physical condition. My goal is not to be a size 2, but to be as fit and healthy as I can be at 53. I want to get my body back to the place where it works as nature intended. I will not become a statistic....an over-50-year-old with high blood pressure, diabetes and high cholesterol, a prime candidate for a heart attack or stroke. I want to lose 35 pounds, shape my body and burn fat. And kick my soda and sugar addictions. If I can quit smoking cold turkey 25 years ago, I can certainly do this. And if I look great in shorts and a tank top when I've reach my goal, so much the better.