Baby Steps

I've been feeling kind of run down and blah the last few days. Life is good, really nothing to complain about though. Well, except that it is beyond cold outside. Like 2 below freezing. And then Mr. Jarcy took my keys to work with him today. It wasn't on purpose but aggravating nonetheless. My butt still feels like the size of Texas. Not that I've done that much to change it.

Ah, you see where I'm at? Just feeling yucky. Wishing I could be on a Mexican beach again, if it weren't for the fact that Mr. Jarcy and I should just work and not even think about an escape.

And then my attitude adjusted...
I saw a woman--a grown woman--sucking her thumb. She was full on sucking that thumb of hers. Her right thumb and her left hand was up by her face as if an imaginary blanket was up there to comfort. She was doing this infantile thing while driving her car. A Volkswagen beetle--figures.

So there you go. Just when you start feeling sorry for yourself, someone else comes along to pity more. I'll have to call my mother later tonight and thank her for getting me to stop my finger sucking at age 4. Clearly this woman wasn't so lucky.

God, I'm Self-Absorbed Today...

Hello!

I just glanced at a pack of blank cd's and thought that the woman on the packaging was me. That would be quite interesting seeing as how I have never auditioned for this ad. Plus I think the girl on the case must be 10 years younger than me. So after a brief memory scan and reality check, I've concluded this is NOT me on the package. Okay, good, glad that mystery is over. Whew.

I'm going to pretend that it is me though. I think I'll even send out a mass email-- "Look everybody! My face and upper torso are featured on the 'imation Rewritable Media' box! Go buy your box today!"

It sounds silly, I know, but not everyone can aspire to be a Senator.

Prompt Snail Mail Is Not My Forte.

Do you think it's too late to send out some "Happy New Years" cards?! I hope not. It is only the first full week of 2008 so hopefully this will not be too tacky. Either way, I think from now on I will only be sending out New Year's cards as opposed to the "Merry Christmas" or "Happy Holidays" varieties. The "Merry Christmas" ones are always so much nicer than the "Happy Holidays" ones for some reason but I don't want to offend those not interested in being merry for a Christian holiday.

I am now over thinking this, especially since it will not be the holiday season again for 11 more months.

In other news, I really hope one of the celebrity moms-to-be pop soon...I can't handle this Britney news any longer! I love Perez Hilton but I'm thinking a break in gossip consumption might do me some good. Who cares that Katherine Heigl is decorating her home. Seriously...who cares???! Jeez.

Grapple Is A Funny Word Too

I just stumbled across a ridiculous article on the Comcast news website. Here's the title...

Nude Couple Grapple Over Dog Near Shower

Yep. They grappled over whether a dog should be allowed to join them in the shower. The boyfriend wanted the shower avec dog while the girlfriend was rooting for sans dog. And then they fought over it. A lot. They fought so much that the woman was carted off to jail with bail set at $50,000.

I am a huge animal lover. However, I think I might go ape shit as well if my man would rather shower with a dog than just me. That sounds worse than him wanting to shower with another woman, don't you think? Or another man for that matter. "Nope, I'm not into group showers with folks, just find my dog and bring that hot ass here!"

Holiday Schmoliday

Hello! Happy post holidays all... I am burned out from working and holidaying. The other night I worked my box office shift and got the best call ever--

CALLER: Hi, is there an eight o'clock show?

MRS. JARCY: Yes, there are two eight o'clock shows. One is our signature show and it's free. The other show involves puppets and it is $5.

CALLER: Great and how much is the free show?

PAUSE FOR THE TWO OF US TO ABSORB WHAT CALLER JUST ASKED.

CALLER: Uh, so I guess the free show is just free, huh?

MRS. JARCY: Yes, the free show is free.

CALLER: Okay, thanks.

Tempting Fate

Since returning home from Mexico, there have been more sunny days than in the last month and a half. I know this to be true because I have rescheduled a photo shoot for new headshots 4 TIMES due to consistent cloudiness.

The "it photographer" suggested by everyone in town only uses natural light. Que lastima! I knew this only after forking over a sizable deposit and becoming utterly seduced by her work (she has earned her "it" status). But we are, unfortunately, in Chicago and the sun skips town along with our local elders for the winter.

After 4 attempts at sun (and having to get up at the ungodly hours of 5 and 6am for these shoots), I got to attempt 5. I thought 5 was my lucky number! I was wrong. Instead I developed a broken blood vessel in my left eye which doesn't really go hand-in-hand with expensive, up close, color headshots. Well, maybe if I were doing a commercial for blood vessels breaking in one's eye...nope, not even then.

Eye condition aside, here's another irritation: The day I had to cancel--as opposed to being cancelled on--the sun shined all day long. All day. The following day it did the same. All day. Today the sun shone so brightly I thought I had left my Seasonal Affective Disorder light box turned on by mistake. Nope, it was just really sunny.

Everyone I have relayed this story to has said, "You know, it just hasn't been the right time for those headshots. It's just not meant to be yet." I had actually thought this as well. But that thought was fleeting.

Why in the hell would it not be the right time to get headshots taken? The idea that it "just isn't meant to be right now" is a phrase we use for breakups brimming with potential or job promotions in which we've been skipped over. This is not either of those situations! This is about getting some color photos taken of myself so that I can be more marketable as an actor. It's not as if NOT having new headshots will help me get noticed. On the contrary, I have gone unnoticed for far too long here! I've even told myself this delay simply gives me more time to get in better shape for when the shoot finally happens. And that's horse shit. Sure, I'd love to lose weight but I could weigh 79 lbs and still think that (before you judge me, I am a woman and ALL women have this thought at least once on the hour).

If I were to truly believe a higher power likes rearranging my headshots for a time that IS meant to be, I may have much bigger problems then an agitated sleep schedule and anxiously awaiting agent. And yet, I'm still secretly hoping something utterly wonderful happens in January for date #6 that could not possibly have taken place a moment sooner.

Over A Month And Now Writing To An Abyss

If you think my posting is sporadic (and by sporadic I mean sparse), you should see my workout regime.

New year's resolution...POST! Other new year's resolution...WORK OUT! One more new year's resolution...FOLLOW THROUGH WITH RESOLUTION 1 AND 2! Place your bets now suckers.

Hey in other news, Mr. Jarcy and I went to Mexico! Mr. Jarcy freaked out about the water but we both made it home in one piece. Well, except for the big scrape Mr. Jarcy gave himself by jumping into a very tiny wave and, as a result, hitting the bottom of the ocean. I think he realized nano seconds after doing it that was not the best idea.

Feliz Navidad!