Birthday Thoughts.

It is 2:34 a.m. and I am just getting home from my big birthday bash, which included my awesome new friends from my theatre karaoking in a quaint little beach bar named Scotties. 

So much good happened today that I am sincerely overjoyed and thankful for my life and the people that I have in it.  It was a very weird birthday for me because it also so happened to be my grandmother's funeral today.  Granted, I was not very close to my grandmother, I was still upset and it was a very sad day for my family.  Not to mention that the entire day was very gloomy, which if you know me....i only like sunshine.

My friends here showered me with a surprise lunch, cupcakes, presents, decorations...etc. They went above and beyond to make this day so special for me, and I can not thank you enough.  These people that I just met not even 8 weeks ago are some of the most genuine, humble, beautiful human beings that I have ever come across in my now 23 years of existence.  I am sitting here at my breakfast bar on a very high stool, not wanting to go to sleep because frankly... I got typsy tonight, which really doesn't happen very often and my belly isn't feeling the best.  I was just thinking about how this has probably been the biggest year in my life thus far and this is why:

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I graduated from college

-I fell in love

-I lived in three different states

-I have had a job in my career since I graduated, with the exception of three weeks

-I lost my best friend

-I gained so many beautiful new friends

- I confirmed that my passion lays in performing. I want to be something big, and I'm not going to let anyone hold me back

-Reading every single day, even a page, is so necessary…it takes your mind somewhere new and lets you forget about anything that is bothering you

-I injured my wrist this year and it will most likely pop in and out of place for the remainder of my life

-I have eaten ice cream nearly every single day

-I got a dog

-My grandmother passed away

-I became even closer with my family

*This has been a monumental year for me.  I now see the world out of the whole college box.  There's so much to learn, so many people to meet, so many experiences to experience...and the whole adventure is really exciting.  I think I was brought to Myrtle Beach for a reason.  I am brought to tears quite often because the people that I have met here, are unlike any other.  We are a true family, and I can't imagine how I lived without them being in my life before.  I have grown up and learned so much, and I am so excited for my 23rd year of life.  It's only going to be bigger and better than before.  Thank you to everyone who is a true part of my life...you know who you are, and I can't thank you enough for being there for me constantly.  You all mean the world to me.

Happy Birthday, Laura Ann.

Mommy is a fresh Texter.

One night back in November around Thanksgiving of last year...holy cow 5 months ago already!..I went with the family to find new phones for mom and dad.  My mother and father got phones with some kind of touch screen that I can't operate, and I knew that mom was going to have problems with for sure.

I am a HUGE texter.  I text all the time, and I have always texted my mother hoping that one day she would text me back saying something witty or funny.  Instead of texting back, she would always end up calling me because she thought that text was an incoming call. Oh mom....

February 24 was a groundbreaking day.  She learned to TEXT.

Since then, I have received a single text message a day from mom.  They are random, or they go along with one of the acts in my show.  I'm sharing these because I think they are awesome/wonderful.  I'm also keeping the typos in:

1. Mom: Hey Proud mary.  Have a good day rollin down the river. Love mom.
2. Mom: Plastic go go boots. Ha ha. Love. Mom.
3. Mom: All that Jazz. Cabaret.  New Yprk new york. Love. Mom.
4. Mom: Call after the show. Miss you. Mom.
5. Mom: Don't know why I did not hear from you last night? Call me. Love. Mom.
6. Mom: Breakfest is served 6 to 10.
7. Mom: Smile.  You are a wonderful person. Feathers and black underwear. Love. Mom.
8. Mom: I can smell Celebration Music Theatre Popcorn. Love. Mom.

Point is: This is my daily dose of joy.  These texts make my life and my days better.  What are some little things that happen to you daily or weekly that make you smile? Tell me about them!

"Be happy.  It's one way of being wise."  -Colette

A story from the Heart.

This past Sunday I went to church with my roommates.  The man who plays Garth Brooks in my Impersonation show is also the pastor of this church.  Now I'm not sure If I am allowed to repeat this story, but I am going to anyways because it has been stuck in my head ever since. It was a gloomy Sunday, and everyone kept telling us that the vibe in the church that day wasn't the usual...everyone was sad.  The story goes:

A 35 year old woman who sang in the choir at this church had just passed away the morning before.  She has a husband and a 14 year old son.  She seemed to have many friends within the church and a lot of people knew and cared for her.  Her and her husband had recently been having marriage problems and they had been talking to the pastor about this.  Only two weeks before her death, this woman's husband came up to the pastor and said "I don't know what I would do If I lost this woman." Two weeks later, she passed away due to an illness that noone knew she had.

Point is: Everyone should make the most of their lives every single day. 
*Take Risks.
*Never Regret Anything.
*If you love someone, tell them.
*If you get offered something, take it.
*Beleive in yourself.
*Love your friends and family with all of your heart.
*Never Regret anything.
*Respect Each other.
*Let go.
*Have fun.
*Learn from your mistakes.
*Laugh Hard.
*Be thankful for what you have in your life.
*Eat Ice Cream every single day, even for breakfast!
*Make everyday wonderful because you never know when it will be your last.

-So tomorrow morning when you wake up at 7a.m. before your alarm clock goes off at 9 a.m....awesome I know (extra sleep!)...instead of getting back to sleep right away, think about your life.  Think about making the most of that day and make sure you cherish and love the people that mean the most to you. 

Happy Friday friends, I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. :)

OK Cupid...really?

A few weeks ago, my roommates and I were sitting on the bed at our hotel room.  We lived in a Fairfield Inn for two weeks before the big move to the condo in the retirement community. Lovely.  We got bored and we were trying to think of things to entertain us because we didn't have a car at the time, and Myrtle Beach is not exactly the party place in February. 

We decided to make me an OKCupid profile.  Just for fun, not for serious.

Since then I have received 78 messages from man-boys that have showed interest in me.  I haven't responded to one because in all honesty I am so creeped out from their messages alone, why would I actually strike up a conversation with them?

Here are a few examples:

1. You didn’t listen to me. Sigh, we probably wouldn't have what it takes to make it work. I already have a feeling that you’re strong and full of sass and we wouldn’t take shit from each other. We’d be arguing one second and you’d be seducing me on the kitchen counter the next.
2.Hey Laura! You kind of look like Taylor Swift.
3.I think you're sweet!
4.Hey Laura, OKCupid says we got issues, but i'm willing to talk to you...i guess.
5.Hey, I work at a hospital.
6.Hey, I'm Ryan.  I saw the Lion King on Broadway.
7.Please post a real photo, this can't be what you actually look like.
8. Let's take a dance class together Laura.
9. I am a surgeon ;)

A man who is 49 years old keeps sending me messages as well....one of his photos looks like this:

Point is:  I don't plan on actually using this because it makes me scared that man-boys are not intelligent anymore + they scare me...just a little bit.  Do people actually use OKCupid or any other dating site?  Does it actually work? Let me know how you feel.  Or am I just having a bad experience with this?

Horny but sensitive...haha.

Attack of the Underwear

The lights were dark as we entered stage for the Liza Minelli set, the last performer of the first act.  Our final dress rehearsal, and my fellow dancers and I are so excited to finally be opening the next day.  We start dancing our original Fosse dance moves to the song "Blackbird."  As we pose and bend in awkward ways around the stage, I notice that the live band  behind me is looking at me like there is something wrong.  I think nothing of it and continue dancing....just as my fellow dance mate Linda looks at me with her eyes huge...I begin to think that something is up.  I'm dressed in black fish nets, a black leotard, top hat, black character shoes, and white gloves.  My leotard does not fit mind you, it rides up my ass, to where I have a constant wedgie and I can't do anything about it on stage...

Oy vey...the number is over, and we run up the stairs to our dressing room to change in to our next costume.  I look in the mirror and shout.."oh my god, my underwear is hanging out of my leotard!"  Linda exclaims, " I know Laura...I couldn't say anything while we were on stage." Me: "Shit."

Ok, exaggeration..but you get the point.

Point is:  I looked like a 5 year old who just started taking ballet lessons who wears her underpants underneath her leotard.  But, im almost 23, and this was a final dress rehearsal.  Who wears underpants underneath a leotard anyways?  I don't ever, except for this particular moment ( it's a costume)...and I was so incredibly embarassed.  I threw a character shoe at a chair...that's how mad I was.

*Friends, don't ever wear the wrong underpants underneath a costume.  And...never wear underpants underneath a leotard.

"If you are never scared, embarassed, or hurt, it means you never take chances." - Julia Soul.

Such is Life

I'm sitting here in my condo that resides in a retirement community (uh) looking out through the glass doors on to my patio.  As I look over there's a fountain spraying up in to the wind in the center of a large pond that is my backyard.  Pretty nice right?  Thank you Theatre for housing me in such a nice place, even though everyone else who lives here is 65+.  Point is: I have free time during the day.  What better time of my life to start a blog.  I have all of these thoughts, stories, and odd things that happen every day in my life, that I want to record and share with others.  The only way to do that is to write on the computer, because that is all that interests me... not the blank journal that is laying on the bottom of my shared closet floor.  Did I mention I'm a backup dancer at an Impersonation Theatre?  This is good.

Thoughts Explode. Get Ready.

"If there is a book you want to read but isn`t written yet,write it."
-Shel Silverstein