Thursday, December 6, 2012

THEY DON'T MIX!



Tony Walker
How many of you have heard that you should never go into business with friends?
How many of you are living proof of this?
In 2012 my comedy troupe, Drop Dead Comedy, celebrated it's 10th anniversary.
In 2012 my comedy troupe, Drop Dead Comedy, died.
In 2012 my comedy troupe, Knock 'Em Dead Comedy, was born.
Crazy accusations, arguments, people caught in the middle, financial squabbles, lawyers & lawsuits. Serious shit over a small comedy business.
Never go into business with friends? Oh yeah.... we were FRIENDS!!
Listen to me.... do not go into business with friends! 
Enough said... until the lawsuit is over that is.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

SINTERKLAAS IS COMING TO TOWN!


Marion Pellicano Ambrose

As a teacher, each year I celebrated "Sinterklaas Day" with my classes. One reason is because I'm part Dutch (on my mother's side), but the real reason is because it's so much fun! My children would make cardboard wooden shoes and paper carrots and hay to place outside the classroom the eve of Sinterklaas Day. Sure enough, the next morning, December 6th, when they came back to school, Sinterklaas had visited, leaving candy, cookies and other treats in their shoes.

In Holland, during the last week of November, Sinterklaas arrives aboard a steamboat from Spain. He rides a white horse and his assistant, Zwarte Piet. They travel to Amsterdam where huge crowds greet them. The children are on their best behavior because if they are naughty, Zwarte Piet may swat them with a stick or take them back to Spain in his big bag.

On the night of December 5th, Dutch children place their wooden shoes by the fireplace and fill them with carrots and hay for Sinterklaas' white horse. If they were good, Sinterklaas will replace the "horse chow"  with gifts and candy. In many homes, there may be a knock at the door, or the ring of the doorbell and Zwarte Piet's hand may be seen throwing candies and cookies into the room and quickly shutting the door. When the door is finally opened, there is a basket of gifts wrapped in funny or unusual ways, with special poems or rhymes attached and signed by Sinterklaas himself.
One of my favorite traditions is the giving of initials in solid chocolate! Sinterklaas Day is celebrated with parties and a great deal of merrymaking. Christmas Day, however is a time for family get togethers and church services.

I think it's a great way to help children to learn about other cultures and appreciate diversity. I say we celebrate Hanukkah, Kwanza, Las Posadas and Santa Lucia Day ! Share stories from La Befana to the Elf on the Shelf - whatever spreads joy, helps bring families together, and fosters learning and appreciation of other cultures! There are many excellent books that tell the stories of Winter Holidays, explain the meaning behind holiday symbols and songs,and include fun and educational activities.
Here are a few that I've used myself:

Monthly Idea Book (December)   Karen Sevaly

Mailbox Magazine (December and also The Best of Mailbox)

The Return of the Light (12 Tales From Around the World)   Carolyn McVickar Edwards

Christmas Keepsake - A Treasury of Best-Loved Stories and More   Annette Cable

Celebrate Christmas Around the World    Beth Stevens

Lights of Winter: Winter Celebrations Around the World  Heather Conrad

Around The World Through Holidays: Cross Curricular Readers Theatre    Carol Peterson

The Real St. Nicholas: Tales of Generosity and Hope from around the World   Louise Carus

ANY of the National Geographic Holidays Around the World   Deborah Heligman

Monday, December 3, 2012

ROYAL BABY ON THE WAY?

Marion Pellicano Ambrose

 
The news is out - Princess Kate and Prince William are expecting. Reportedly, a friend of Kate's blabbed the news last week. A representative for the royal family made the following statement:
"Their Royal Highnesses The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge are very pleased to announce that The Duchess of Cambridge is expecting a baby.  The Queen, The Duke of Edinburgh, The Prince of Wales, The Duchess of Cornwall and Prince Harry and members of both families are delighted with the news." The representative also confirmed that Princess Kate had been admitted to the hospital.
"The Duchess was admitted this afternoon to King Edward VII Hospital in Central London with Hyperemesis Gravidarum.  As the pregnancy is in its very early stages, Her Royal Highness is expected to stay in hospital for several days and will require a period of rest thereafter."

Hyperemesis Gravidarum is very acute morning sickness. It requires hydration and supplemental nutrients. Princess Kate has not yet reached the 12 week mark in her pregnancy. The royal couple is expected to make a formal announcement sometime this month.

As William's first born, the baby will be next in line to the throne after his, or her father. Yes- boy or girl, this baby has a pretty good chance of being a monarch! Since almost 2 billion people watched as Kate and William were married, I imagine this pregnancy and birth will be in the spotlight over the next several months.

Let's hope the baby is healthy, happy and is allowed to grow up free from the craziness of the paparazzi that had so plagued the Royal Family.




Wednesday, November 28, 2012

WALK ME TO THE MOON


Jillian B. Hart
Walk me to the moon
To the place
Where all that we once imagined might be
That place that dreams could touch
Above and beyond the light
Untouchable triumph and majesty
Banishing darkness in a sea of stars
In what was once our field of dreams 

Walk me to the moon
To that place I still dare to remember
Young love... 
Faithful, constant, bright & foolish... 
Believing you never run out of time. 
The willingness to give
Without getting in return
Without needing. 
Knowing you are enough. 

Walk me to the moon
To that place I think of 
With a haunted flutter in my heart
when memories swim in my eyes and escape down my cheeks
Bathed in a light once so pure 
That it blinded us

Walk me to the moon
That place daydreams are made of
Lift me on the summer breeze
And angel wings
To that place that cannot be
But forever is

Walk me to the moon
That place in your heart
With the warm glow
It cannot be hidden
Like the full moon's light
It'll always be... 
Whenever you need it
Feel the warmth - that's where I'll be
Wrapped around you embraced by our memory

Walk me to the moon
That place where I see the reflection 
Of smiling eyes... 
Brighter then sunshine
Where healing goes on and life survives
Banishing darkness in a sea of wishes, in that endless sea of stars
Loving your life doesn't mean that you forget having been blinded too

Walk me to the moon
That place where Memories... 
Always paint a picture in the sky
Every detail changes
Yet the love remains the same 
Love and light are eternal 
Flood me with warmth
that forever dances in my dreams
brilliant as moonbeams at ebony's darkest edge

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

SINGIN' THE HOLIDAY BLUES


Marion Pellicano Ambrose

“It’s the most wonderful time of the year”, isn’t that how the song goes? Everywhere we look it says we should be merry, filled with joy, celebrating the season…. This may be true for many people, but according to Psychology Today, 45% of North Americans dread the holiday season. Why?

The first reason I think of is one that my husband voices each year. He hates the commercialism of Christmas and the holidays. Every year it seems retailers start decorating and advertising earlier and earlier. Thanksgiving has all but disappeared between Halloween and the beginning of Christmas season. It’s also this commercialism that might cause reason # 2 for the holiday blues – finances. Who has the money in this economy for joyful Christmas shopping? We’re all counting pennies trying to stretch the budget to pay bills, buy food and necessities. Salary freezes and cuts, increased costs and loss of income for so many have made this season more difficult than ever.

 According to the National Institute of Health, the incidences of depression, suicide and attempted suicide are increasing. Some of this depression seems to stem from people comparing what they have (or rather, that they don’t have) with others who are more fortunate. This is true of both adults and children. We look at wealthier folks and feel that if we had their money and possessions, all our problems would be solved. I have to admit, the thought has crossed my mind that winning the lottery might do it for me, but then I look at the stories of all these people who have everything they could want, and they’re more depressed than I am!


Another reason, and one I keenly feel myself, is that this season triggers memories and a longing for those loved ones who have passed on. We remember the warm and loving times spent in the past and become nostalgic and sad. We seem to only remember the best of times and become entangled in the past, making the present and future seem bleak and hopeless.  I find myself thinking back to when my Dad placed a lighted candle in the window every Christmas Eve, and my Mom pinned holly and poinsettias on the crisp white curtains she only put up at Christmas. I remember caroling in the snow with all my friends, followed by all of us returning to my house for pizza and Coca Cola (one of the few times we were allowed to have soda).  My mom had those little Christmas boxes, like the ones animal crackers come in, filled with hard candy ribbon and other holiday treats. I’m sure you have memories of Christmas past that you reflect on too.

The final reason for feeling depressed at this time of year, that I sometimes feel, is the pressure of social obligations. The parties, visiting relatives, “making the rounds”, as my father used to call it. The baking, getting the right gifts for the right person and wrapping them, gaining weight from all the goodies, having the right clothes for each party, decorating, and on and on and on! Most of the time I enjoy all these things, but sometimes there just aren’t enough hours in the day and I spend the night worrying about getting it all done!

So what do I do with all this nostalgia, stress and depression? Sometimes, I do the wrong things. I feel sorry for myself and eat, or I get stressed and snap at my family for no reason. But I’ve learned some good things to do to help me keep from sinking into the blues this time of year.

The first thing I do is think of all I have to be grateful for. (Counting my blessings instead of sheep as Bing Crosby used to sing.) I think of how awesome my husband and children are, and how lucky I am to have them. I think of my home – not the biggest of fanciest, but it’s comfortable and filled with love. I think of the gift I was given in becoming a teacher, and all my wonderful friends and family members.

Another thing I do, especially when I’m missing my parents or other loved ones who are gone now, is I carry on the traditions that I remember doing with them. I bake like my mom did, I light the candle like my dad and I decorate every nook and cranny of my house, just as I remember my childhood house being decorated. We have no snow, but I taught my students Christmas Carols in all different languages and took them to nursing homes to sing. We brought the residents the candy ribbons (and warm socks too).

Since funds are in short supply, I’m making a lot of my gifts- Cakes, cookie trays, lap quilts, and ceramic gifts. I shop on ebay and have even chosen some of my own valued possessions to pass on to others as a gift. I don’t mean regifting the fruitcake, I mean giving a piece of jewelry that holds meaning for me, or one of my Precious Moments statues.

As far as the commercialism, there isn’t too much I can do about that, except to keep the real meaning of Christmas alive in my heart and my home. My lladro nativity is a main centerpiece in my living room and my tree is full of angels, shepherds, wise men and stars to remind us of what the season is about. When my kids were little, I made a white angel food cake each Christmas and we lit the candles and sang happy birthday to the baby Jesus. I also watch all the corny Hallmark specials and animated Christmas stories on TV. They help to keep me focused on what's important.

So what about the pressure of social engagements?  My husband and I worked out a routine that works for us. We spend Christmas Eve at his mom’s and Christmas in our own home. I go to my work Christmas party and he goes to his. We accept invitations to friends’ parties, but are careful not to stretch ourselves too thin.  My husband is definitely the social type. Fortunately, many of my friends have husbands who feel the same. We tend to have “girls night” activities that are fun and no pressure.

The final, and probably the most fulfilling thing I do to beat the blues, is to volunteer. Helping with a food and toy giveaway with Families of the Shield goes a long way in giving me the true Christmas spirit! The Shield provides a full meal and toys for families of first responders in financial need (fire/rescue, police officers and military). Last year we had 200 families. This year we hope to help 300. What a wonderful way to thank first responders for putting their lives on the line for the rest of us every day of the year!    I also make a point of going to the Center For Great Apes to wrap treats for the chimps and orangutans and then helping at open house when visitors come to see them get their wrapped gifts. It’s amazing to see these creatures get so excited over their wrapped boxes filled with dried fruit and nuts, or a hat or scarf that they put on right away!  They get the best of care and lots of love, which they so richly deserve after the terrible treatment they had when they were in circuses, side shoes of in show business.

I’m sure there are many other ways to lift spirits during the holiday season. I’d be happy to hear what you do to “keep your season bright”. If you have an idea or suggestion, post it in comments. You might just help someone to have a happy holiday!

 

 
 

 

 

Monday, November 26, 2012

BEING FUNNY IS SERIOUS BUSINESS


Tony Walker
So...... The Lovely Barbara of The Lovely Lounge asked me if I'd be interested in writing something about the serious side of being funny.

What an interesting idea!
I admit, at first I thought I could write about how putting together comedy shows for a living is serious business. You need to write something that's funny not stupid. You may have the restrictions of not being dirty... being dirty is easy. You have to deal with performers-who can rehearse on what night, who committed to something but now can't commit to half the shit they committed to, making sure we have all the props & materials needed for the show, making sure the sound system works, etc. Believe me, I could write about all that & I will in other posts.... especially with the year I've had!!

But I'm not going to write about the funny business now. I'm going to write about how hard it is to be funny in life. How hard it is to keep smiling during tough times.  Sickness. Marriage crumbling. Financial issues. The list goes on & on. We all have several reasons not to smile.

I'm there too. 2012 was one of the worst years of my life!
But we can't let these catastrophes bring us down. If they bring us down they win! Then we're defined by it. The first few years that followed after my cancer, I saw the look on certain people's faces when I walked into a room. "There's the cancer guy" was written all over many people's faces. There was no f*cking way I was going to let cancer define me. Here we are, almost 10 years since I've been cancer free, & no one looks at me as the cancer guy anymore.

How did that happen? By smiling & being funny. I made a conscious & serious decision to be funny all the time. Everywhere I go I am smiling & making jokes. At meetings, at my kids' school, walking down the street, etc. Everywhere.

Let me tell you... it's hard work to be funny. It's serious shit. But the payoff is incredible. So many people are more willing to help me if I need something because I made them laugh. So many people are more friendly to me. So many people remember me. So many people will be my friend. 

As Heath Ledger said.... "Why so serious???" It just doesn't make sense to me. Smile damnit! Be pleasant & people will be pleasant to you! What a difference that makes in your day & in your all around mood when you have a pleasant atmosphere!! And it's contagious! You're fun & pleasant, soon everyone else around you is, & life doesn't seem so bad.

About a year ago I knew this serious work of being funny paid off. I was at a school function. I had to introduce myself to someone. When I did her response was, "Oh I know you." Immediately I thought she was going to say, "You're the one with cancer" or "You're the one legged guy." But no.... she said, "You're the comedy guy." WOO HOO!!!! Why yes! Yes I am!!!! Take that cancer!!! Take that & your serious shit!!

So you heard it from me. Start smiling & make a serious effort to be funny at all times. Stop being so stuffy! Be human!! Be fun!! I said so.

Eventually I'll share with you all the seriousness it takes to run a comedy business!!! There will be funny and not so funny stories to tell.  Being funny is serious business!

Thursday, November 22, 2012

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

In 1621, the Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies. For more than two centuries, days of thanksgiving were celebrated by individual colonies and states. It wasn't until 1863, in the midst of the Civil War, that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU AND YOURS 
FROM ALL OF US AT DRL!
MAY YOUR BLESSINGS BE ENDLESS 
AND MAY YOUR HEART OVERFLOW.  

THANKSGIVING FOR OUR FREEDOMS... THANK YOU TO ALL WHO SERVE


Happy Thanksgiving to all our Troops.
We are most thankful for YOU!

Thanksgiving

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BARBARA WARD-FINNERAN
For Marie, Kathi, Jay, & Patty... 
and all those who are missing someone in heaven today... 
especially those I know and love!
If you know someone who has lost a loved one - recently or years back.  Tell them that you imagine that this day of Thanksgiving and celebration is also bittersweet.  Tell them that you remember that they have lost a great love and that you are sorry that with the joys of the holidays comes pain.  

We've all known of clubs or cliques that we'd have liked to belong to long ago for an assortment of reasons.  That feeling of wanting to belong is human nature.  Somehow when you are part of "the crowd" you have arrived.  You are relevant.  

In midlife do we still need to belong?  Do we desire a certain affiliation? What about when membership is not desired?  

This post has been heavy on my heart, playing through my mind and begging to be written for weeks. In recent months four dear friends have said their goodbyes and buried a parent.  These friends have joined the club.  The "Dead Parent Club".  You can't be in it, until you are in it.  You might do your best to try and understand what it's like to lose someone so much a part of you that they literally gave you life.  To sympathize.  To understand.  But you can't and you don't, until you do.  Circumstances of the how and the why of your parent's departure from our world vary like the grains of sand on an endless beach.  Yet once you have lost a parent.  Or had another great loss that only one who has had similar loss can understand you are part of the club.  You are bound together by the understanding that in a moment your life is never the same.  There is no escape.  You've acquired a lifetime membership to grief.  You can't brace yourself for it - because even if you know it's coming.  It's still a "sudden impact", and suddenly the life you knew before is over - forever.   When someone you love dies, their journey to heaven brings such hell on earth.  Their beautiful transition into eternal life - doesn't ease our human pain. We hurt for what our life is without them, not for not having the faith that they are with our Lord.  It is only that which has given you the greatest joys in your life that can also give you the most tragic sorrows.  I don't know that anyone fathoms the depth of love and abyss of grief until that hour of separation. Even when it's expected... the transition of the parent or person you love being gone from our earthly midst is unfathomable. 

In the first days of loss, your throat so tight at times that it feels like you gargled glass.  Trying to get air into your lungs can feel like trying to breathe underwater.  That void so big that it's more enormous then anything you've ever imagined.  Memories run down your cheeks... tears that can't wash away the pain - that speak the words you can't find, because there aren't any to describe how much you hurt.  Initially grief is so much bigger then you are and with time you gain days where you are bigger then it.  

Grief is a constant.  Once you've danced with this devil you are stuck with it for life. It's a life sentence.  Although it ebbs and flows.  It builds itself around you.  It doesn't matter how long it's been.  The walls stand firm sometimes and at others they tumble down and the silence is broken by the sound of your tears.  It can be noise that you can't get out of your head or beautiful background music in your mind when you allow yourself to think, feel, and remember.  

Skimming facebook this evening between cooking and baking I saw so many posts from members of "the club".  Those that are missing loved ones.  At the holidays we are all too aware of the absence.  If it's a recent one, or years gone by, the fact is, the absence is the same.  Does it really get better with time or do we just bury it deeper?  You never really stop feeling the loss.  Never get over it, but get to a place where you are no longer constantly and acutely aware of the heartache.   Yet that grief monster can rear it's ugly head at the holidays in a way that makes it feel new and raw again.  Sometimes causing you to lose the strength and ground you've gained.  When you don't think you've got the strength to go on... the strength finds you. Sometimes it comes from within and sometime it comes from those we love.  Often it comes from those who remember. Or from members of "the club". Those who aren't afraid to tell you that they know you are hurting behind the smile, despite the happy moments and love around you.  If you have a person like that in your life.  One who remembers.  One who is brave enough to mention your pain and your loss --- you are blessed.  Often they are few and far between.  Often as the days carry us away from our loss the kindnesses of sympathy fade long before the pain eases.  Life goes on for others.  Yet your life is forever never the same.  This is never as apparent as it is during the holidays.

If this Thanksgiving finds you missing someone, take one moment at a time.  Hold the memories in your heart and smile when they run down your cheeks.  Take a moment and take in the view.  The vision of bright blue sky over a sea of clouds.  The sight of the moon pouring light into the darkness.  Witness the love that abounds around you through a gentle touch, a warm smile, the sound of laughter... Notice those moments that take your breath away.  Amazing - breathtaking moments and sites like that - always renews my faith that our life here is so small and our someday life with the Lord, like the sky, has no end - the beauty and vastness of it will forever energize our souls.  Just like the memory and love of those who we have lost is ever present in our hearts and flows through us keeping them forever alive. Love never dies.   

There are many I miss who have gone before me.  Daddy I miss you most of all - I miss you today, like you were here yesterday.  18 years matters not...

Marie, Kathi, Jay, & Patty... I remember - Know you are in my heart and prayers! There's a list of others too long to name who are members of "the club" --- time has gone by - I still remember!  I LOVE YOU DEAR FRIENDS! 

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

THANKSGIVING TRIVIA


Did You Know...

Abraham Lincoln established Thanksgiving as an annual holiday to be held on the last Thursday in November, where as earlier the presidents used to make an annual proclamation to specify the day when Thanksgiving was to be held.

The first Thanksgiving celebration lasted three days.  

The first Thanksgiving was celebrated by the Pilgrims  in 1621.

President George Washington issued the first national Thanksgiving Day Proclamation in the year 1789 and again in 1795.

The state of New York officially made Thanksgiving Day an annual custom in 1817. 

The Wampanoag Indians were the people who taught the Pilgrims how to cultivate the land. 

Californians are the largest consumers of turkey in the United States. 

Turkeys are the only breed of poultry native to the Western Hemisphere.

Sarah Josepha Hale, an editor with a magazine, started a Thanksgiving campaign in 1827 and it was result of her efforts that in 1863 Thanksgiving was observed as a day for national thanksgiving and prayer. 

The annual Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade tradition began in the 1920's. 

In 1941, the U.S. Congress passed a resolution making Thanksgiving Day the fourth Thursday in November rather than the last.

Thanksgiving is celebrated in Canada on the second Monday in October.  

The first Thanksgiving wad celebrated in Plymouth, Massachusetts.  

The "drink" that the Puritans brought with them on the Mayflower was beer.