Part 2: Still Standing

Part 2: Still Standing

Last time I posted to this blog, I wrote about how I almost bailed on my Intro to Standup class (and myself.) But I didn’t. I stuck it out. I went to every class and I got on stage every time after week 3, when I sat in my seat praying class would end before my turn...
Part 1: Standup—or Sit Down?

Part 1: Standup—or Sit Down?

I almost bailed on the Intro to Standup class I took this summer. (I wrote about it here.) Some of the people in my class had been doing standup for years; others had only tried it a few times. I’m pretty sure I was the only one who’d never done it before. Or maybe I...
Intro to Standup?

Intro to Standup?

A couple of month ago, I got an email from ImprovBoston letting me know registration was open for the next session of classes. Over the past few years, I’ve taken a few improv classes and I thought it would be fun (and slightly scary) to take another one. But the next...
Passive-Aggressive Behavior on my Part

Passive-Aggressive Behavior on my Part

One evening, my husband and I were cleaning up the kitchen and I noticed an empty carton of ice cream on the counter. “You finished the ice cream?” I asked. “Yup,” he said, continuing to load the dishwasher. “Wow,” I said, “that was fast.” He just nodded and kept...
Two Days

Two Days

I had a great day yesterday. I got up early with my son and we got ready for the day together. I dropped him off at school and had a great workout at the Y, then I showered and ate an early lunch that was healthy and delicious. I worked on an important project for a...
Conversation with Fear

Conversation with Fear

For some reason—okay, maybe because I’m working on a big, scary goal—I got the image of me and fear sitting on a park bench. Or should I say Fear? Anyway, we sat down on this park bench together to talk. The sky was full of angry, dark clouds roiling in the gusty...