One and Done #4

Welcome to One and Done Sunday. Grab your coffee and your bacon. One picture, and five links that are worth your time.

Here’s a picture of Jack, who successfully beat Casey for the coveted nesting-in-the-pillows position on our bed, which inevitably ends in us having to change out the pillow cases because of dog butt where we want to put our faces at night.

I think the battle wore him down.

Here are your links:

Screw guilt. The Redneck Princess.

Obscenities at the ballet (thanks to my friend JVB for this one) Cragislist.

Hilarious post by Leanne Shirtliffe: Shakespeare on Parenting. Ironic Mom.

An excellent marriage proposal on Stuff Kids Write

Pic of the homeless in Portland, from Nikki Sixx’s Tumbler blog. (yeah, that Nikki Sixx- click here for the home page of his Tumbler blog)

Happy Sunday.

One and Done #3

Welcome to One and Done Sunday.

Here’s your picture (forgive me, it’s the kind of picture you take in the parking lot with your cell phone while you’re trying to look like you’re not taking a picture):

My Zombie Family ate your Ski Family's brains.

And now, five links that are worth your time.

How I survived five brothers: Darla at She’s a Maineiac

An excellent short video about one of my favorite Broadway performers, Rachelle Rak

Pics of New York City in the early 1940’s, in color: Naomi Bulger: Messages In Bottles

Ass-kicking at its finest: Piper Bayard guest posts on Renée A. Shuls-Jacobson’s Lessons from Teachers and Twits

I’m not the jerk whisperer: Amber West.

Happy Sunday.

One and Done

When I was on the road as a touring stagehand, many Sundays began at 8am. No, I take that back. They began more like at 6am after about three hours of sleep with me frantically packing all my crap that I had been putting off dealing with until the last possible minute into my suitcase and then trying to find coffee and a muffin and make it to the theater by 8am for box call. We would pull the empty road cases off the semi trailers they’d been stored in and line them up in prep for the load out. Then we’d do a show. Then we’d do another show. Then we’d start the load out. Usually we finished up around sunrise and headed to the airport for the next city, where we would begin loading in shortly after we landed.

But some Sundays were different. They were “One and Done!” Sundays. These were during multi-week stops in bigger cities like Chicago, Philly, San Francisco; we’d do a matinee only and then have 48 glorious hours off until we had to be back for Tuesday night’s show call. We didn’t have to move the show. Nothing needed to be packed. It was like Christmas.

I’m not on the road anymore. The show I’m on in New York has a One and Done Sunday every week. Sometimes I even take Sundays off and then it’s like, double Christmas. Still, I love the spirit of One and Done Sundays-the sense of possibility and of not being rushed.

So I’m starting a new feature here under that name. Every Sunday I’ll post a picture. And I’ll post five links that will totally be worth your time to check out. Nice and easy.

Except today I’m posting two pictures, because I feel like it.

#1A and #1

This is a picture from #1’s graduation at the end of June. She’s standing with her best friend, whom we refer to as #1A. I love this shot of them.

#1A left for college last weekend. It’s only been a week and we miss her like hell. It totally feels like we’re down a kid.

They liked to make this face a lot. I called them the Happiest Graduates of 2011:

We miss you, #1A!

Here are five links that are totally worth your time:

What happened to your pretzels, your favorite underwear, and quite possibly your lipstick: Charles Gulotta at Mostly Bright Ideas

You missing the Yardwork gene? I am: I’ve Become My Parents

Witness the best hippie-inspired intentions going down the crapper: Lori Dyan

Grammar. I has it. The Bloggess

The best post you didn’t read this week about surviving rape: For This I Am Thankful at The Monster In Your Closet.