What a difference a year makes.

So like I wrote earlier January 30th was the day the day the dramatic shit hit that famous fan. K and I were in Hollywood shooting a promotional video for her agency. It was a surreal day because I was still in a zombie like state caused by the upheaval in my inner circle. It was a bizarre he said, she said, they said kind of situation that had formed a loop and was on continuous play. No need to go into specifics because I don't give a second of thought to it and I like to leave the drama where it belongs.

So the shoot was like a reunion of sorts, it was the first time ALL the kids and moms were together in one place. Plus I met a few of the moms that I knew from our online group. One I had become really close with, or as close as you can get without actually knowing the person. Because of the events that led up to shoot I was extremely skeptical of anything said to me in the name of friendship. Things that sounded too good to be true was surely lip service. But for what? Why would someone open up to me, a stranger, with an ulterior motive? I was suffering from PDSD or Post Dramatic Stress Disorder. Either I had to trust or live in fear of another emotional shape shifter. I went with trust and was rewarded in spades. In fact I kept going with trust and collected a "Dream Team" of woman I call my framily (friends + family = framily). They gave me the strength I needed and I gave it right back to them.

I also became adept at spotting emotional creatures of the night and with the help of my framily I did not let them in. That was almost harder than trusting again. While I am skilled at finding the emotional shape shifters, vampires and werewolves, I needed some help with keeping them in the wild. Happily, I have developed the skills to keep them at bay.

This isn't to say that my friends and I are free of issues and have suddenly cured all that is wrong with our world. We are just honest about our problems and the issues we face. We help each other get through the bad times and celebrate in joyous victory our triumphs.

This process has allowed me to go back and reconnect with friends I once dismissed as "needy." I now understand that it's OK to need and even ask for help from a friend, that isn't what makes them needy, it's what makes them human.

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I'm conflicted. I want to write about the significance of this day, yet I want to enjoy the quiet time I have right now.

I will write tomorrow about this day, January 30th, how it was a defining moment of my life. How I said goodbye to one part of my life and started another. A great and wonderful part filled with the most amazing friends a girl can have. Friendships based on nothing but a mutual respect and love with no hidden agenda. I've sworn off all emotional creatures of the night and my new life is wonderful.

In the meantime please enjoy this very informative medical video. I had to watch it many many times to really grasp the message. I might even watch it now. I like to be informed.

Changes

Exactly a year ago I took my whatever color it was hair and went black, or as black as my ridiculous thick hair could take. It was quite the process and went back a few times because the red always came through. I gave up and actually started to like the red. Today I am due for another change. Not sure what it will be but it won't be this strange not-found-in-nature color I currently have.

The change to black was symbolic, it coincided with the internal and emotional makeover I was about to undergo. In fact my "anniversary" is January 30. I know this because my BFF J reminded me it was the day we met. Our kids were doing a promo video for their modeling agency. It was love at first sight and we've been attached in one way or another ever since. She isn't the yin to my yang, she the yin to my yin and I adore her. It was on that day that I came to a phone from my previous bestie's wife informing D and I that we were scum and we should stay out of their lives. It was somehow easy and haven't seen or heard from them since.

I am grateful for that phone call because it allowed me to start all over, new friends, new look, new life.

I wonder if there's a card for that?

It's that time again

I can't believe it's already awards season. The difference this year is I am way ahead of my screening schedule. I usually get to them right before the Oscars. That means that the SAG downloads are no longer available. This year I vowed to start viewing immediately. I'm happy to say that I'm just about done. After every screening I was sure on how the voting should go, that changed nightly. Some faves this year are The Artist, The Help and Midnight in Paris. I was absolutely blown away watching The Artist. D kept telling me it was fantastic but I couldn't see how I would sit through it. K and I both loved it and will be watching it again very soon.

Congrats to all the nominees. Even though we don't any this year it will be fun to see what walks away with the big one!!

See the list here.

Cawfee Tawk.

A coffee, my morning staple. I cannot function with out it. The other day I had traffic duty at K's school, in the rush to get to school on time (7:45 Ugh!) I forgot my coffee. Plus it was pouring and K was cranky. By the time I got home I was completely drenched. It took a hour to dry out and warm up. Right in time for the school to call and tell me that K was another victim of that "thing" that was going around. Ewww. Back in the car, back to school. Grabbed my sad looking child and brought her back home and into bed. I joined her after peeling off yet another set of wet clothes.

Hours later, head pounding I was afraid I was getting the Ick too. Then I realized I had missed my coffee. Problem solved.

I was somewhat relieved and a little alarmed. I was glad to miss the Ick but a little nervous about the headaches. Some research said this was normal. Cool. I can deal with normal as it relates to coffee withdrawal.

So now I'm off to enjoy more liquid gold. Every few weeks I meet a friend for what I like to call "Stagemom Support Group" really we just chit chat until we get the evil eye from the shop's manager. This is usually sometime around lunch.

Can't think of anything that goes together more than coffee and friends.

Oh yeah, wine and friends is also fun. Just not cool at 8:00AM

Escape

I love my iPhone, it always plays the right song for me. Feeling crappy today so I stayed in bed for a while, something I don't like to do. After playing on Facebook for a while I got bored so I turned to my music. This was a welcome sound to me. This whole album reminds me a time in my life when I was scared and unsure. Thom's music and lyrics always seemed to be just what I needed. I can't believe how long ago that was.

Enjoy

I'd Rather Go Blind

RIP Etta, the world has lost something special today. This is one of the greatest songs ever written.