Our Family Expands!

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After a lot of consideration, Ted and I have decided that the time is right for us to expand our little family of two to a family of three. So please welcome:

Maverick

Name: Blue Crayfish (freshwater) or Blue Lobster (saltwater)

Scientific Name: Procambarus alleni

But we call her: Maverick (Mav)

Life expectancy: 2 – 5 years

Max size: 8”

Eats: Anything she can get her pinchers on. Favorites include raw zucchini, frozen peas, lettuce, cooked cocktail shrimp, crab/lobster/catfish/shrimp pellets for bottom-dwellers, algae rounds (her true favorite!), bloodworms, krill, feeder fish, live aquatic plants, and slow tank-mates.

Habitat: Aquatic, but she can live out of water as long as her gills stay damp.

Coloration: Naturally blue, but to aide in retaining her bright hue we added gravel that is similar in color and vibrancy to her shell, and we were sure to give her a slate hiding cave where she feels safe and secure, as stress is rumored to reduce a cray’s vividness and possibly coloration.

Molting: Crays will molt their shell once every few months as they grow. Her old shell will remain in the tank for up to one week after for her to eat as an intake of calcium. Cray’s feel especially vulnerable when they are molting, therefore having a cave to hide in helps them feel a little less endangered.

Habits: Crays make a hobby of stalking and swiping at unsuspecting fish, climbing rocks, scaling the tank’s plants/filter tube/heater, digging and burrowing in the gravel, rearranging their tank decorations, moving gravel across the tank piece by piece, hording food, and swimming really freakin’ fast using their tail as a scoop to propel them forward or backward.

Tank-mates: Crays enjoy the fine art of catching and snacking on any tank-mates that are slower or dumber than their pinchers. But they will also be mercilessly plucked apart while molting by any tank-mates that are more aggressive than they are. Crays are also not very kind to one another. Many crays live alone for this reason. The best tank-mates are small, fast, top-dwelling, non-aggressive fish that the cray (try as they may!) cannot catch but who will not be aggressive toward the cray when they are molting – like marble hatchets.

Qualities: Luckily, crays are fairly adaptable creatures. Though, like any fish, they prefer certain pH levels and water temperatures over others, they are able to adapt well to different conditions so long as they are acclimated properly and the elements remain stable and do not fluctuate vastly or frequently. Stability takes priority over a perfect test kit reading any day.

Aquarium: 20 gallon freshwater – mix of about ½ tap water and ½ reverse osmosis (RO) water – with a lid because it’s totally necessary! Cray’s are major escape artists. “February 26th, day 173, plan Q…” Ted and I joke about Mav’s escape plots.

Filter: ChemiPure’s Carbon Ion filter and a regular polyfiber filter.

Additives: 2 mL of SeaChem Prime, 2 mL of a tap water dechlorinator, and the occasional dose of liquid calcium for invertebrates to keep her shell healthy.

Lighting: Fluorescent, about 6 hours a day, with the tank situated out of direct sunlight.

Tank Accessories: Filter, pump, submersible heater, digital thermometer, and wall bubbler.

Substrate: 25 lbs of blue and white gravel mixed, thoroughly rinsed with no soap.

Decorations: Gravel, 4 artificial plants, and a slate rock/cave.

Aeration: Pump with under-gravel wall bubbler to relieve water pressure and oxygenate the tank with bubbles.

Cleaning: We’re working our way through the first “ammonia to nitrite to nitrate” cycle, so after this first cycle is complete we’ll be doing a bi-weekly or monthly 10-20% water changes with RO water, gravel vacuuming, and scrubbing the inside of the tank with an algae pad. Filter gets changed once every six months.

Testing supplies: API Freshwater Master Liquid Test Kit to test for ammonia, nitrite, nitrates, and pH. Because our tap water is so freakishly alkaline, we have to use the API High-Range pH test kit for pH’s of 7.6-8.8 (which is actually saltwater tank territory, not freshwater….thanks, Ohio).

Temperature: Range of about 55-75° is ideal. Ours is set to stay around 71°.

pH: Typically a range between 7.0 and 7.6 is ideal. Crays prefer slightly cooler, harder, and more alkaline water. But because Cincinnati has insanely hard water with very a high pH value, our tank is sitting between a 7.8 and 8.0, even with the addition of ½ RO water – which generally has a neutral pH of 6.8-7.0 – to lower the tank’s pH. Researching all this crap for the past two weeks, attempting to remedy it naturally through much trial and error (which created an unfortunate bacterial bloom that forced us to completely flush the tank and sent us right back to square one), and then just accepting it because that’s really all we can do at this point without chemical interference – which can negatively effect stability and lead to pH spikes and crashes – has been a battle of epic proportions. I’ve learned more about RO water, pH, kH, gH levels, and the inner-workings of the nitrogen cycle than I ever wanted to know.

Acclimation: When first brought Mav home from the store we floated the plastic bag with her in it in the tank for about 1 hr so the water temperatures could assimilate. Then every 5 minutes for the next 30 minutes we added a small amount of tank water to the bag so she could adjust to the different water quality and chemical balances in our water versus her tank’s water at the store.

And I thought getting a fish was as easy as it was when I was a kid – buy tank, fill with faucet water, throw in some gravel, and insert fish. HA.

I love her eyes – they’re so big and awesome!

So what do you think of our new addition?

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Problem Solving 101

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What’s a girl to do when USPS has lost a package she’s been desperately awaiting delivery on all week and kind of needed like, yesterday….which is, coincidentally, when it was also supposedly delivered? Except, of course, it wasn’t and the post office just can’t seem to track it down.

When you’ve been working on a project for well over two weeks and it just keeps getting more and more complicated and more and more frustrating with no solution or end in sight? When you don’t feel smart enough or well-equipped enough to figure it out?

When you’re tired of waiting and waiting and hearing “no” everyday?

She does the only thing she can do:

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She angrily bursts into the kitchen fresh from work – right past her husband without so much as a “hello” – while stiffing tears of frustration, and still wearing her work clothes, she makes boxed funfetti cupcakes.

Then devours three.

And she feels just a little bit better.

Sometimes you really just need a damn cupcake.

Amen.

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A Favorite Around These Parts

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So not the most glamorous picture, but YUM.

A great lenten Friday treat for sure. We love these in this house!

Last night we made these salmon burgers with cilantro mayo, loose spring mix, and roasted lemon asparagus.

The cilantro mayo is life-changing. It’s really that incredible.

Ted ate three.

(Salmon burgers, not bowls of cilantro mayo or lemon asparagus)

They are, in fact, healthy – especially if you use low fat mayo, non-stick no-fat cooking spray instead of regular oil, and whole wheat sandwich thins burger buns.

I also added green onions to the patties, substituted the egg for egg beaters egg whites, and this time found that they stay together better while cooking if you use 3 Tbsp. of regular finely crumbled bread crumbs and then 3 Tbsp. of panko.

Do you have any favorite no-meat recipes for lent?

Have a lovely weekend (and start of spring break if you’re lucky!)

P.S. – Try these and let me know how you like them!

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Raw Fish & Modern Dance

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So, Monday it snowed. Today, Wednesday it’s 70 degrees. Again, Ohio, I don’t get it.

Last night sweet friend Allyson and I went for half-price fancy pants sushi at Ichiban in Mt. Lookout Square and followed it up with a showing of the dance film ‘Pina’ in 3D at the little independent artsy Mariemont Theatre. I’m so happy to have a girlfriend to do these things with so I don’t have to besiege and subject poor Ted to the agony and torture of raw fish and modern dance.

Clearly, it was awesome. I had a seaweed salad, a Cajun roll (avocado and lightly seared tuna), the Volcano roll (eel, avocado, spicy crabmeat, and tempura), and a lychee martini. It was delicious. And I always feel so refreshed and healthy after eating it. Hopefully sushi dates can become a routine. And at half-price, there’s a definite possibility they will!

Pina was an interesting film. I’m not sure that the 3D made much of a difference. In fact, I only noticed it once. Also, I’m not actually quite sure how I feel about the film yet. Obviously, I love dance. I have a huge respect for all kinds of dance and I took many, many dance classes in college and the program was modern-based. But Pina Bausch’s choreography was really hit or miss for me. On one hand I really liked how she incorporated a lot of different natural elements onstage – endless rain, huge puddles to splash in, boulders to dance on, massive pits of dirt to roll in, blowing leaves, etc. I also liked the juxtaposition of all these gritty, natural fibers with the gorgeous flowing evening gowns and business suits the dancers moved in. Plus some of the dances were staged in urban settings – glass greenhouses, public parks, on busy street corners, and in subway trams in Germany. The whole movie was in German with English subtitles. I felt like all the choreography was highly emotional. Purposefully meant to elicit very strong feelings – which it did. But the choreography itself baffled me at times. Maybe it was just too artsy or offbeat for my tastes or level of comprehension, but I’m really glad we saw it and were able to experience it. The one thing (other than the raw slabs of veal in the girl’s pointe shoes) that I really took away from her work and the film was one line:

Dance for love.

If you’ve ever danced, you know this feeling in the pit of your soul. You know that you dance for no reason other than love. I’m an actor by training and by nature, and I obviously love what I do, but when I dance I often get a feeling that I don’t always get when I’m acting. I feel totally free, totally happy, totally in love – even when it hurts or even when I can’t get the step – it’s just me there, by myself – even with everyone watching – and everything is fine and peaceful. I’m by no means the best dancer in the world, but that’s why I danced. And as soon as I can save enough money to make it a reality, I intend to jump right back into those darn dance classes.

Dance for love.

And sushi for love too. Yum.

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On the Back-Burner

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It feels like it’s been forever since I posted even though I know it’s only been since Tuesday! Ted and I have been busy this week – work, meetings, lots of research and planning. In all the hubbub updating the blog got put on the back-burner. But we’ve accomplished a lot, so hopefully the posting will resume as usual, except a little less sporadically this time.

So…March.

Already!?

And of course, like clockwork, with the first of March came the wackadoo weather. For real, Ohio. What an epic hissy-fit you have been throwing lately, Mother Nature! I sure hope all the nonsense and tomfoolery is out of your system. On Friday we were treated to severe storms and level 8, 9, and 10 tornado warnings on the TorCon radar for Northern Kentucky and Southern Ohio. Major universities, entire school districts, and big corporations closed early and everyone who could make it home before 4:30 was sent home – everyone else had to stay put until it passed. Between the hours of 4 p.m. and 5 p.m. the entire population of Cincinnati and nearly all of Northern Kentucky from Louisville to Newport were huddled in basements and bathrooms as the tornado sirens blared, winds picked up, and weather radios announced where the latest touchdown had been spotted.

Yeah, feel free to enlarge that map. Cincinnati is right near the intersection of Indiana, Kentucky and Ohio. It was scary, but luckily Ted and I were both working in strong, sturdy concrete buildings with basements that day. I felt much safer at work than I ever would have at home. Our area was spared the worst of it, for which we are incredibly thankful, as we know that many nearby towns in Southern Indiana and Northern Kentucky (many less than 30 miles away from us) were not so lucky. But it all passed in that hour and the sun was back to shining by 5:10 p.m.

And today, not even two days later, the sun is shining bright as can be, yet it is SNOWING outside.

Sun and snow. At the same time.

I don’t get it.

I suppose that’s a mid-west March for you, though.

On a much less terrifying note, I tried my hand at cooking up some German cuisine for dinner early this week. I made Rouladen (mustard and pickles wrapped in thinly sliced steak, rolled up, and coated in a beef and sour cream sauce) atop a bed of spaetzel (German noodle-dumplings) with a side of marinated red cabbage. It was nice to have something different for a change – comfort food, if you will. I also made a delicious candied pecan encrusted salmon filet with lemon roasted asparagus (but in the chaos and havok that the storms had wreaked on my mind hours prior, I totally forgot to use our brand new cedar planks) for lenten Friday, and last night I bought and roasted Jerusalem Artichokes for the first time.

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If you’ve never had a Jerusalem Artichoke before (also called sunchokes in some grocery stores), you need to get on that ASAP. They were so good that I’m not sure I would have given one up for Ted to try, had he wanted to try one. I honestly cannot believe I’ve never had one before. They’re a root – almost a cross between a potato and an artichoke – mild but with a wonderful buttery artichoke flavor. I scrubbed them clean, dried them, sliced them in about 1/4″ thick slices, tossed them in a bag with some extra virgin olive oil, sea salt, black pepper, and freshly diced garlic and then roasted them on a baking tray in the oven at 425 degrees for 25 minutes. They were so tasty that I cannot wait to dig into the rest of the batch. They’re healthy and dirt cheap too. If you’re looking for a little something new and different to spice up your week, culinary wise, you should add them to your grocery list.

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We also picked up tasty milkshakes from Steak & Shake and rented the movie Hugo – a movie that you need to go out and rent from Redbox right now because it is really that good – and turned off all the lights, turned up the sound system, buried ourselves under blankets, and settled in for a great movie night. Cinematically, it is a gorgeous movie in the way that it was shot, and the colors, costumes, lighting, and scenery in the film are so dreamy! Everything about it is beautiful. The plot is fun and adventurous and mysterious and sweet and inspiring and engaging all at once. It draws you in and keeps you wrapped up until the very end. I liked it so much better than Midnight in Paris, which was also good, but I can see why this one got so many awards nominations.

So, in summary, if you’re looking for a relaxing evening this week my vote is for Jerusalem Artichokes, milkshakes, and Hugo. Enjoy!

How have you been lately?

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It’s the Little Things

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Tonight I had the most wonderful coffee date with my most wonderful friend Allyson. It was absolutely beautiful out – the kind of beautiful that makes you realize just how lucky you are to be alive beautiful – so we sat outside at a pretty little park bench on the hip Hyde Park Square, in front of a picturesque lawn of soft green grass and a stone fountain, and we drank coffee, watched the sun set, and talked and talked and talked – about life, about our significant others, about apartments, about jobs, about theatre, about acting, about auditioning, about money, about frustrations, about joys. It was so nice! I love good friends. They make life’s daily frustrations seem so much less significant and the good things in life – friends and family – seem so much more important. Now Ted and I are enjoying the Daytona 500 Nascar race and a home-cooked meal of carrots, cabbage, potatoes, and smoked pork. Just happy to be home, together.

I’m so thankful that a great, easy day today made up for such a hectic Sunday. Even though I had the day off on Sunday, I spent the entire day designing in-depth lesson plans for five theatre classes, creating numerous worksheets for said classes, writing a 13-page script, and starting the process of finding and filling out a massive slew of legal documents for our future – wills, various powers of attorney, etc. It was busy and insane and so un-relaxing, but I feel extremely grateful to be so busy because it means that I’m employed, full-time, in theatre. The script, by the way, is kind of awesome. I’m really proud of it. Ted helped – his creativity makes me so happy! Yesterday I did get some reprieve though. Ted and I slept in a little, went to mass together in the morning, and took a fun little drive to the fish store to visit the fishies and see about maybe getting one. It was such a fun break from all the work. I’m so lucky to have such a great husband!

In other news I’ve decided that I really should be going to school at the Academy of World Languages instead of working. That place is awesome. The school got a fruit & veggie grant that allows them to bring in a different fruit or veggie from countries all around the world for the kids to try for snack everyday. Last Wednesday’s fruit was the ‘lemon plum’ from Chile. It is a juicy, sweet fruit that is similar to a pear in shape and color, but tastes totally different. It is only available in the United States in the month of February. So awesome!! Also, because the kids come from all over the world and speak all these different languages and have all these different cultural influences, the kids are super creative, which I love! For one of the plays we are writing with them one little third grade boy suggested the most incredible character I have ever heard of:

A super galactic kicking karate cow who uses mind control ice cream called “brain freeze” to control his subjects.

Seriously. I about died of sheer joy. It was all I could do to NOT leap and laugh out loud! Such an amazing character! So I’ve been really enjoying this part of my job lately. Also of importance is Ted’s broken shoulder blade. Oh, yes. Broken shoulder blade. A few weeks ago he got injured while at work (oh, theatre, the risks we take for you!), so the medical costs and care are being covered by worker’s comp and our insurance, but no wonder his shoulder has been so sore for the past two weeks! Poor guy! :-(

And because I like pretty things, here are some Piperlime dresses I’ve been stalking lately. Maybe when the money gods show up one day, right?

What have you been up to lately?

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I Cannot Help Myself

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Because I haven’t posted one lately, you had to know this was coming…

My Sancho is the sweetest, most handsome little boy in the whole entire galaxy!

Just look at that scrunchy little face snoozing!!!!

HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY DENY HIM ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING HIS LITTLE KITTY HEART DESIRES!?

Gah!! I can hardly stand it!!

Why, oh why, are you in Texas sweet cat, whilst I waste away in Ohio without you!?

I’m sorry, but this outburst, though absurd, was truly absolutely necessary.

And long overdue.

Also (and on a totally unrelated note), do you know what these are?

Cedar.

Ye, we ordered cedar planks.

For the making of smokey cedar plank salmon. With candied walnuts.

Lent just got crazy delicious.

(I do realize that this has nothing to do with the true meaning or intention of Lent.)

Also,

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I made this.

Because I’ve seen a million of these out there, on FaceBook, for every profession under the sun,

but nothing for what I and my colleagues do.

So I decided to take a cheap shot and make one.

I don’t have credit links for the images, sorry. I fail on that one.

But I do really love the last picture.

That’s me most nights, by the way. Ask Ted.

Because I guarantee every actor spends an inordinate amount of time in bed, up at all hours of the night, applying for jobs, updating resumes and cover letters, reading script after script after script, memorizing lines, doing character analysis, reading, studying, researching, and in general, working their tail off.

Plus it’s funny.

And glamorous red carpet appearances is exactly what my students think I do.

I’m not kidding. They really do.

(I do not, by the way.)

Le sigh.

And last but not least: Indulgence.

I forgot to mention that last weekend was “All You Can Eat Ribs” weekend at Montgomery Inn.

Look at who I married.

Ted – The Rib Master.

You know we were there. Early. With bells on. And bibs.

He stopped at two full racks.

I have no pictures, I’m sorry.

But it was kind of epic.

Also epic is the entire case of samoas girl scout cookies that somehow ended up in my car after the girl scouts held their 100th anniversary celebration at the museum center (my weekend job) on Saturday.

I have no idea how they got there.

Mmmmm….samoas.

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I’m sharing a few with Ted. He’s sharing a few with me.

What can I say? Never did a more delicious cookie exist than the samoa. And that we can agree on.

Before you freak out, I intend for these to last us until next year.

Or at least until Tuesday.

Maybe.

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Dinner & A Show

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Thursday night we had tickets for opening night of Into the Woods at CCM. By 5 p.m. I’d taught four theatre/acting classes at three different Cincinnati schools, all conveniently located way the heck across town from each other. I was exhausted, hungry, and in need of some good grown-up time when I met Ted at 5:30.

We opted for a leisurely dinner date at an atmospheric, upscale gourmet pizza joint nestled near Ludlow in the heart of the Clifton, Cincinnati’s gaslight district. We’d never been to a Dewey’s before, but we certainly will be back. The dough (which you could see being tossed and spun from the view-all kitchen windows) was soft, hot and flavorful, the list of ingredients was extensive, fresh and intriguing, the atmosphere was cozy and a bit eclectic, the service was impeccable, and the salads were phenomenal. While the calzones were delicious, full of flavor, and felt healthy rather than greasy, the salads were the real winners of the night. We both agreed we’d go back just for them! We also hear that their cocktails are divine, but we were too wrapped up in our eats to bother with the wine and cocktail menu.

I feasted on a Harvest Salad of fresh field greens tossed with boursin cheese, roasted pumpkin seeds (pepitas), figs, applewood smoked bacon, and honey apple cider vinaigrette. It was one of the tastiest, freshest salads I’ve ever had. My calzone was stuffed with goat cheese, artichokes, and sun-dried tomatoes.

Ted, of course, was mortified by my choice of “weird and gross” ingredients. He opted for the classics – a Caesar salad with freshly baked crouton slices and a sausage mushroom calzone. He said both were wonderful as well.

After dinner we went back to CCM where we met our friends Nick and Linda for Into the Woods. The show was great and the special effects they used made the show extra fun to watch but I seriously could not take my eyes off the costumes. Talk about a bad case of envy! I literally drooled every. single. time. Cinderella came onstage in one of her two fabulous ball gowns. I must have told Ted at least nine times during the show that I needed her dresses – even the beige/blush colored one (and we all know how much I hate pink) and I demanded that he steal them for me after the show. Surely the costume shop will not miss them. SERIOUSLY. I tried to find a picture of them for you, but no luck. Alas, we always enjoy CCM’s musicals. The talent is so good it’s literally ridiculous. I’m still talking about the awesomeness that was Evita nearly a year and a half ago.

Did you get a date night this week?

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Looks to Live By

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{1} Striped dresses

{2} Love Never Fails shirt

{3} Neutrals

{4} DIY Jersey bracelets

{5} Bright trouser socks

{6} Simple spring frocks via Piperlime

{7} Pretty studs

Ready for “not winter” over here!

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Boring

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The other night Ted called me on his way home from work:

T: How are you doing?

L: I’m having a mini-life crisis.

T: We are not getting a cat.

L: I know.

T: Okay.

L: Am I boring?

T: Of course you are.

L: No, really?

T: No!

L: Okay.

T: I’ll be home in time for dinner and Wheel of Fortune at 7. I think tonight’s the lucky night we’ll win the prize puzzle vacation!

L: I know! I feel it too!

(We did not win it. Yet.)

I think being boring is something everyone starts to ponder at a certain age…usually the age where you’re working hard, working often, trying to make a name for yourself in your career, save some money, get yourself in order a little bit…then all of the sudden something jolts you and you think, “Wait a minute! Am I starting to get old and boring?”

A kid in one of my acting classes – one kid out of the 200 kids and nine classes I work with every week – quit the optional after-school program because she thought the theatre class was boring. Not that I was boring, but that the class was boring. One kid out of 200 decided theatre wasn’t her thing. Totally fair. Sports weren’t my thing for the longest time and I’m sure there was a person out there – ahem, Ted – who could not fathom how sports could possibly be boring. I always work very hard to create lesson plans that are highly active, engaging, challenging, and full of games, scenes, and lots of variety – I want my kids to learn but I strive to make theatre for them as fun and exciting as it was for me as a kid. My classes and directing style has been described as many, many things, but boring has never been one of them. But, simply put, not every activity is right for everyone. I know this. But somehow, in my fragile state of being sick, overworked, and underpaid (like everyone else, right?) my mind translated this to “OMG you’re boring!”

After I fretted and pondered and considered and mused and worried and panicked and talked myself through my crisis for the next thirty minutes, I came to the conclusion that I, that we, are many things, but boring isn’t quite one of them.

Boring people don’t work in professional theatre for a living. Boring people do not book the glacier trek, dogsledding excursion, and extreme water rafting and volcano exploratory adventure via 4×4 on their Alaskan honeymoon (for future reference, they book the casino salmon bake). Boring people are not up for traveling the world or applying for jobs in different parts of the country on a daily basis. Boring people do not do things spur of the moment, randomly, as we often find ourselves doing.

We may cook dinner together every night and settle in for a solid round of Wheel of Fortune like the old folks do, but we are decisively not boring. And even if we are a little bit boring every now and then, that’s okay too :-)

Do you ever get the idea that you’re boring? How do you feel about it? What do you do to change it? Do you want to change it?

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