I've been so blessed to be an instructor for the Amarillo Little Theatre Academy for the past sixteen years.  I love teaching the fine art of acting.  I love the play and the whimsy of it all.  For years, I've also called myself a playwright, having written a smattering of scripts over the years, a few even having been produced.  But this last ( Read more... )

There shouldn't even be two 5 o `clocks in one twenty four hour period ( Read more... )

Well, I think I've hit upon the reason that I've quit posting all the time. It seems that I'm quite boring (And I don't know that I was that interesting back in the day, but I was definitely chattier). So, I guess I'll tell you what I did today. A Day In the Life of the Carrie, as it were.

( Here be dragons. )

It has been perhaps years since I've blogged on a daily basis. I guess I don't have as much to say as I used to? Or maybe I'm just out of the habit, but regardless of the reason, I've decided to throw myself into NaBloPoMo with verve and gusto, and see where it lands me. (Thanks, elle_blessing for the shove. I needed it ( Read more... )

Had breakfast with Daddy. Lunch with the in-laws & Nolan. Got a new ring, sweater and teapot. Kissed both my kids.

Then I did this:

( Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal. )

I just finished my most recent project for ALT: A Dress for the Queen of Hearts (The Red Queen?) in the Academy's production of Alice in Wonderland (my all-time favorite children's book).

( The dress! The actor! The seamstress! )

Hi there, all! It seems that the month of September came to school, ate my lunch and then kicked my rear end like you wouldn't believe.  I can count the amount of time I had to spend on the computer in minutes per week, instead of hours.  It was refreshing, in its way.  Here it is in one neatly wrapped up post.  Ready?  Here we go.

( Theatre, football, writing, and other stuff... )

So many things to say.

First of all, we're on day 7 of the mothpocalypse. By that, I mean that we didn't have a good hard freeze this Winter, and now we are OVERRUN by moths. It is a swarm of Biblical proportions, folks. And so, so gross. I opened up our attic space to find out why the air conditioner wasn't working, and was dive bombed by no ( Read more... )

I awoke at an ungodly hour this morning (where in my world ungodly is anything before seven) because I actually have something to do today. Gasps all around, right? I'm headed over to a neighboring town that houses our regional university, which takes some planning beforehand and includes a drive, thus the up at dawn thing. When Ethan got up and ( Read more... )

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