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I Just Gotta Say . . .

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 I am an actor. This is my passion, has been my profession, and continues to be my reason to move forward.  When I cannot indulge in my craft, many things happen. (not the least being I bore my friends with my complaining about it)  But I had an epiphany this week that I thought I'd share here.  However, since these blogs usually don't get many views without photos . . .  Grey mock turtleneck, new black skirt, black L'eggs, old (and comfy) black pumps From the "Could There Be A Connection" Department - I have not been on stage for FAR too long.  And not from lack of trying, either.  I have really missed out on the opportunity to put on a costume and be someone else. And during this drought (the last play was I did was in early September) I have found that my desire for Julie to get Out And About has increased multi-fold. Teal Leggings (never thought I'd type that phrase) Could this be my life seeking a balance - putting on a cute outfit and "being" s...

How To Pick Up A Perscription While En Femme . . .

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  Nothing is worse than having to delay/cancel a dressing up session because of a certain errand that you must run.  Picking up my perscription at the drug store is one of them.  I have to identify WHOSE scrip I am wanting, which connects me as that name with the pharmacist.  Well, this week I decided to not worry about it!   I had a full Julie Day ahead of me, and I was going to be in the neighborhood of my pharmacy and I needed to get that scrip.   So, wearing a jean skirt, black tights, black kitten heel booties, a cute top and my Purple Peacoat, I ventured into the drug store about 10 AM on a Thursday.   Hardly a crowd on a Thurs AM I walked boldly up to the counter, and when the pharmacist approached I said, "Ummm - I need to pick up my husband's prescription." --- Cop Out?  Good Cover? You decide.  All I know is it worked.  I got the scrip, didn't have to delay my "Day Of Julie" time, and was in and out before I knew...

Watch What You Say -- (Blog #100!)

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Blog #100! And for this entry I've got quite a story.  Out At The Mall  I was out solo, at the main mall downtown Spokane.  I wanted to get dressed up, since most of my previous outings have been in leggings and sneakers.  So I chose my favorite red dress, grey pantyhose and a VERY comfoirtable pair of black pumps.  After walking the mall for a while, I found a shop I'd never seen before, Brow Arc.  My brows are the weakest part of Julie's appearance, so after walking past the door twice, I ventured in.  The technician on duty was very nice, and when I finally got up the gumption to explain what I was looking for (a unisex brow trim) she was very helpful.  The price she quoted was incredibly low, and I was VERY tempted to go for it.  (FOOTNOTE: again, I was alone.  If my Dear Friend/Mama Bear Sarah had been present, I'm sure she would have had me in the chair before I knew it)  I hemmed and hawed and finally said I'd think about it....

Once More Unto The Mall

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  After WAAAYYYYY too long, Julie finally got to see the light of day again.  Thanks to dear Sister Friend Theresa, it was an outing that was all inside but nearly included an out-ing.  Details . . .  Theresa asked me to go along with her as she was buying new make-up.  Having never experienced the joys of Sephora - and having been inside for the past 4 weeks or so - I jumped at the chance.  I got ready in my best "blend in with the soccer Moms" outfit. Let's hit the Mall! Trying to be prepared for whatever, I wore tights under the leggings in an attempt to stay warm.  And it's a good thing I did because I didn't realize how THIN these leggings are, and with our recent "near single digit temps" it was VERY helpful. Between that and my kitten heel booties, I was ready for the snowy streets. I met her at our large Downtown Mall. She had been there a while doing some other shopping and I caught her as she was finishing her lunch.  So after chatting i...

Although It's Been Said Many Times Many Ways . . .

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  . . . Merry Christmas To You All, Sweeties!

Old Place, New Experiences

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  The thing that keeps me going these past few years is my bi-annual business trip out of town.  I have been going to Chehalis WA (on average) twice a year for the past 15 years. The job has many pros and cons --  PRO - I get to play Radio again CON - 12 hour work days PRO - private hotel room for 4 days CON - work finishes at 7PM, most things in this town close at 8 PRO - Julie gets out every night This Autumnal Trip was more of the same, but then not really.  My new Sister Friend Theresa lived in Chehalis and told me of a location I had never visited before -- The Chehalis Friendship Fence ( Chehalis Friendship Fence | LCLG ) A rainy night, but you go when you can I couldn't get there before 8PM (and these days the sun goes down at 4) so the pics are dark. (The rain didn't help either) But it is an impressive sight - a bold statement of inclusion, especially in this conservative pocket of Western WA.   By far and away the highlight of this trip was the Ga...

On The Bar Stool Again, Gee It's Great To Be On The Bar Stool Again

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  What's harder than typing with long nails? Keeping Impress Press-On Nails on your thumbs! I have been impressed with the press on nails from Impress. (rightly so, you'd think) In all the years I have been wearing them (7? 10? 13?) I have only ever had one drop off.  One. O-N-E! Until this week.   The difficult thing about these (and ANY) press on's is the thumbs.  Male thumbs are bigger than female, so they don't offer nails that actually fit my gargantuan thumbs.  In a pack of 30 there are usually 2 that work, another 2 that MIGHT work, and that's it.  Well, this past week I was out on Monday night after work and by 9PM I had managed to lose both thumb nails.  Both. B-O-T-H! Thankfully I wasn't trying to impress (there it is again) anyone, and Mikie the Bartender was very kind about it.  She is one of three bartenders at the Applebee's in Chehalis WA that have welcomed me with open arms on my last 3 trips to this tiny town. (more info abou...