The End of a Blog

This is the end of my blog. I'm sure there will be another A to Z or Love Project that motivates me to write once again.  For now though, thank you all for reading, watching, commenting and supporting me.  I love you.

Cannot believe it sometimes

I'm sitting here minding my own business and Cassie just made me want to change my name and leave the country.  Over the years she has lost, ruined and given away so many of my favorite pieces of clothing that I cannot count.  Some items off the top of my head include a Kenneth Cole coat I wore only two times, a pink jacket that I got in Paris, my prom dress from Senior year that I used to see if I gained weight from High School, my diamond wedding ring, oh and there are so many more items that I cannot even type them without feeling my blood pressure sky rocket. I truly can picture at least 3 more coats and countless precious pieces that have disappeared.  It's really sad.

So yesterday, I went into her closet, chose a dress and wore it all day long.  The main difference is when it came back, well, it actually CAME back.  I didn't leave it where I was and had I left it, my friend would not have traded it with another friend. It did not end up in some alternate universe where dresses go to die but instead came back in perfect condition.

What does this have to do with A to Z? Well, I guess back when I was entrenched in my Love Project, I put all of my other woahs aside.  I focused on my goal and kept pressing on and now I just have way too much time on my hands for thinking and in this case, dwelling on something that bugs the heck out of me.

I won't get into the other stuff that is on my mind but suffice it to say that I feel like A to Z taught me so much in the world of patience that on the rare occasion when someone gets my goat I am in shock they were able to do it.  Mostly it's Cassie who has this crowing achievement. In fact, her room is filled with goats but every now and then only those very close to me can get under my skin too.  Usually I can keep in together pretty well but other times I just wish peeps wouldn't cross the line.  Oh well, I'm dreaming. 

By the way, the thing she did to actually make me crazy was come into my room with my shirt on and when I asked her what she was wearing she said, "what were you wearing yesterday when you came home" grrrrrr.  I fully explained and by fully I mean loudly, that this was a new double standard I was about to enjoy since she owed me soooooooooooooo many clothes and since I never did that to her.  She mentioned earlier today I was more like a roommate than a Mom and to that I say, I need a new roommate.

My new headshots.

Here's the link. http://www.bradfordrognephoto.com/Proofs/August2011/NancyTelzerow/

Bradford did a wonderful job as always.  I have a variety of facial expressions that go far beyond my last shoot.  We switched up the hair which is nice for a whole new crop of shots.  Haven't heard from my agent yet. Have had some feedback, not all good. I am happy with the results in terms of getting shots I need and that's all that matters.

Picture Day!

Remember when you were little and it was picture day at school?  You would get a pretty dress (if you were a girl or a cross dresser) and you'd practice your smile in the mirror (maybe I am the only one who did that) and off you'd go to make a memory.  Inevitably the pictures would come back and you would be mid laugh or crooked smiled and the hair,  OH the hair!  You would think to yourself it looked way better when you styled it and Mom would ask, why didn't they run a comb through it and then you hid the pictures in the drawer because the last thing you wanted to do was pass them out. Well do you?  Do you remember it? All of your grade school pictures, K-8 are dancing through your head right now, aren't they?

WELL, today is MY picture day with the incredible photographer, Bradford Rogne! The only thing is I'm assured that my hair will be great because he will be doing it and my makeup will be perfect because Bradford is a one stop shop. Then there are the images, well, times have changed so we can digitally check our progress while we have the session.  No re-shoots here.

I'm so excited.  I'm bringing about 15 outfits and Bradford is going to work his magic and voila, new actors headshots.  I will post the link here and everywhere as soon as I have it.  Yippee!

In California

I know I don't write often but I figured I'd touch base when in la la land. Gosh, I love it here. Besides the fact that the industry I love is everywhere and touches nearly everyone, I love the traffic. I love the crazy amount of vegetarian choices on every corner. I love the inexpensive mani pedi salons. I love the organic produce! I love the mountains and so many of my very dear friends are here too.  I have yet to come to Cali where I don't think this is where I belong.  In so many ways, it's made for me.

So here I am, staying with my dear friends Kelly Sullivan Walden and Dana Walden, her hubby. They are so kind to let me sleep in their spare room.  They live in a tree house so to speak. It's way up a hill and it's sooooooooo cool.  I might take some pics and ask if I can post them.  What an amazing experience.  LA has so many incredible neighborhoods and places to live and of course I love that too.

While I'm here I'm going to catch up with many friends, go to Samuel French bookstore, take some workshops, and get new pics for work. I will try to write daily so I can remember this trip and share the coolness with you!

What to do

Here I sit. It's first thing in the morning and I wonder the following:

Why won't Gary pay me the last 6000 he owes me?

Why is my space bar sticking but only when I press it on the right side?

What will I do today?

When I go to LA what workshops and classes will I take?

Why have I been so darn lazy lately?

Where did my motivation go?

I just read a post that said instead of trying to stop your thoughts, can you make one stay?  Considering the above list of thoughts running through my head and the fifty I didn't even mention, I'm gonna go with no.

The beauty of A to Z was that I had a goal.  It was clear, focused.  There were deadlines.  Peeps were depending on me not to fail. It was the kind of pressure that makes me get things done.

So here I sit desperately needing to do laundry, work out my class schedule for teaching at BW and figure out what I will do in LA.  I sure hope I do something today but I've just been lazy.  On one hand I could say that I ran around like a crazy woman for more than a year and a half and this is my break time but it feels like the train has come to a complete halt.   Sheesh, I hope I can get that locomotive running again soon!