Sunday, November 28, 2010

Oh, Musicals!

Here I go: I am going to profess my love for anything with singing, acting, and dancing. That's right, I am slightly obsessed with musicals. In fact, I am listening to my RENT Pandora station as we speak (yes, it is the original Broadway cast, in case you were curious :) ). I think if I had started younger I would have continued being in drama classes and singing lessons. I lack any dancing prowess or real acting skills but I like to think I can sing pretty well.

When I was younger, my mom was the piano player/ pseudo choir director at church. Hence, I was able to sing, play, act any time I wanted pretty much. I never really got over the nerves whenever I sang solos, but still it was exhilarating! I lost interest in all of my theater lust when I started playing softball. I was much better at softball than I was at the other two of the triple threats. It became my focus for the rest of my teens and early adulthood.

Back to the main topic, I wish I could live on Broadway in NYC and go see shows every single day. I have seen RENT many a time, a couple of Les Miserables, tied in with quite a few Wicked's. But it isn't enough! I long for the days when the Fox here in Atlanta will bring me a fantastic musical again. It seems like only every few years do we get a true classic!

I can recite all of Wicked from beginning to end pretty much. It fulfills my need for feminism with two female leads and the whole play itself is memories of childhood via WOZ. What I wouldn't give to see Idina and Kristin in the original cast!!!!

Anyways, I need to do some kind of work tonight before the Monday morning blues ring true once more.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Thought this might be fun...

So, I have seen many a blog popping up from people I know and I have found that it is quite the insight into the lives of others. I enjoyed reading their blogs so much that I wanted to start my own. Over the years, I tried numerous sites to post about my life (livejournal, xanga, facebook, etc.) but this seems more real to me. Like sharing something simply and purely me in all facets.

The title of my blog was mostly inspired because of seeing Oprah's favorite things episode and I like how she shares all the things that she likes. The difference is, for me, the things I love are not materialistic (most of the time at least!). Most of the time, things that I love have more to do with a feeling or emotion that is evoked from a situation. For example, I love freshly cut grass and perfectly manicured dirt on a softball field. Just knowing that I am the first one to step onto that field after it has been perfected makes me feel like I am getting to share a secret with the field. Only the two of us know who stepped on that field first, and we share that secret together.

Many things that I love have to do with sports. I am a fanatic of many sports, more specifically softball and baseball, but I love anything that has to do with scoring and a playing field. I love watching football with my dad and getting so worked up over a call that I am literally screaming at the officials on the TV like they could hear me. Then the moment after when my dad is looking at me with that smirk that says, you know it is just a game and no, they cannot hear your thoughts on that particular call.

Another thing I love: women. Not just because I am a lesbian, but more because I think women are so unique and perfect. The ability to birth children, to have the motherly instinct automatically, is something that cannot be taught, it just is. Women are beautiful, in a way that no man could ever be. Something about a woman, just seems more intimate and real to me. Perhaps, it is because I am a woman but, I believe women should be something to marvel and adore.

I love to play the guitar. I am not the world's greatest player or singer, nor am I interested in being that, yet I feel something in my soul shining when I play and sing. I don't do it to impress people (ok, ok, maybe a few times) mostly, I play by myself in my room. I know other people in my house can hear me but I feel safe in there. Like, if I make a mistake, no one is going to roll their eyes or laugh at me. I can feel a whole range of emotions with music. Listening to classical piano reminds me of my mom; walking home from school and at the top of the hill, I could already hear her playing Mozart. Or listening to Backstreet Boys brings back memories of middle school and heartbreak. Or a good Dixie Chicks, "Goodbye Earl", a song that every girl learns living in the south and the whole bus is singing it loud and proud at a softball camp.

I am 23 years old, I live in Atlanta (on the north side) and I work as an administrative assistant for a fantastic non-profit. My life is simple, yet, exactly what I want it to be right now. There are people in my life that love me and I them, I could not ask for more in this life than what I have. I guess my appreciation is appropriate considering Thanksgiving is tomorrow! So, I will save another post for another day, but at least I have began my foray into the blogging world and I look forward to sharing my thoughts with cyberspace.