Thanks, luckily TCG has an emergency fund for things like this, but I think it is going to make him cranky for a bit. Money is so much fun.

IOcompletelydifferentN, does anyone have need for a High School Musical 2 calendar or a Transformers calendar? I accidentally bought them twice for TCG's neice and nephew and now I can't find the receipts. It's not worth it for me to even try to return them with all of the calendars being on sale now.

Which training program? I might know folks involved with it and be able to give you some tips on who to contact and how to approach them.

I'm applying for CAP 21's Summer Professional Musical Theater Training Program. I actually think I'm a good candidate - sufficient amateur experience and raw talent, lots of passion, just untrained.

My resume is fine, in the end. I just had to rework the formatting to emphasize the right things. I'm sort of including some elements of a cover letter in the resume (as it's not part of the application) so it's a bit more informal than I'm used to, but my very artistic sister says it works.

If anybody wants to look over my draft, make suggestions, etc (no pressure), I've got a pdf for ya right here: [link]

Gotcha. Yeah, it looks like it's pretty much NYU folks. That's one of the handful of schools where I really don't have any connections.

Totally all right. Good to know there are connections elsewhere if I decide to pursue this sort of non-math thing in the future, anyway. How does one break into producing, I wonder?

The resume looks good to me, Gris. I'd say you succeeded in making the emphasis shift quite nicely.

t pathetic mememe I'm in a state of quandary. Early this morning my former BIL invited me and mine to dinner at his home tomorrow. He probably invited me earlier and his email got lost in spam somewhere. The invitees include several family members of my late husband and several close friends. I love all of them and rarely see them. Some I haven't seen in years. Part of me wants to go and see old loved ones and let them meet my husband and children. (BIL we still see, but the others not so much) Another part of me feels like it is a family gathering and I'm not in that family anymore. Another part of me knows that I am 60 pounds heavier then when most of these people saw me last, and they will all talk about how fat Laura got behind my back. Another part of me knows they love me and aren't going to judge me that way. So I haven't responded because I don't know what I really want to do. t /pathetic mememe

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That's hard, Laura. My advice, though, is to go: I think that you'll regret missing the opportunity more than any possible negatives you'll experience being there. And if it is less than ideal, at least you'll know that it doesn't work for you to be in that zone anymore, so the quandary won't reappear in the future.

Laura, you are the sexy cool super wonderfulness at any weight. Don't let that stop you from seeing people you love.

::hopes he doesn't have to wait until Laura likes her weight before he sees her again::

I'm with Gris. I have been feeling like Fatty Bumbatty lately and it has made me less inclined to see folks I haven't seen in a while. If it's any comfort, the judgmental voices shut up once I actually see the folks and the essential human connection takes over. Your wonderful, radiant, smart, funny Laura-ness is what folks will see and remember.

Aww, thanks guys. I'm not usually this insecure, but in a bit of a funk because none of my holiday type clothes fit me anymore. It is a casual bathing suits and shorts type thing, so not like I have to wear a little black dress or something. I just don't know if I am up to it. It has been 20 years since Stephen died and most of these people I have only seen at weddings and funerals since that time. Ugh, I keep typing and backspacing because I hate how I sound. They are a great bunch of fun loving super people and for some reason I am forgetting this part and only remembering that they are all thin and rich when compared to me. Ugh again. What I need is to spend less time with my brain.

Or more time with us!