Stoop Storytelling

I'm going a little off book for a Friday, because it was a very long week, that was spent mostly working, so there weren't a lot of things to love.  However, the best part of the week was Stoop Storytelling at Columbia Festival for the Arts.  I just love this concept.  It's an evening of regular people telling stories for about 7 minutes each around a central theme.  Tonight's theme was my favorite movie and what it means to me.

The stories were as diverse as the individuals doing the storytelling, which is pretty much the greatest reason to go.  Some even went a bit off script, which is something I've never seen happen before.  But even with the not so movie related, the stories were still captivating.

Watching the 6 or so people get up there and speak - one was 17 years old! - I found myself wishing I could do that.  I haven't a clue what I'd talk about.  I mean, I'm not a movie person, so this evening's theme wouldn't really be for me.  However, I'm sure I could cobble something together on another topic. But then I'd probably melt into an awkward mess in front of everyone.

Aside from the fact that it's terrifying, I'm sure it's also something that's super exhilarating. And since it's a small dose - and a story that's been workshopped to be its best, it might not be too out of my reach.  I can speak in front of people - as long as there's a script to follow. Though, I fear that if I follow my own script, I'd never be as engaging as the people I saw tonight.  So I'm feeling maybe it's something to work toward, in the future.  Though, how does one work towards not being a scaredy cat?

January - Story of a Day

 Wake up time, already?

 Doesn't everyone use "God, I Hate Shakespeare" as their alarm?

Notice the slight difference between when the alarm went off and when I actually managed to drag myself out from under the nice warm covers...

If I'd had the nerve to post the just getting out of bed selfie, you'd appreciate this completely put together selfie so much more...

 Offensively Cold!

 Just what you want to do when it's cold out - get gas

 But breakfast with the mama makes it all better.

 When you're office is an ice box, you make do.  In this case, I brought slippers in and wore them around.  They might look ridiculous, but at least I'm warm.

Special delivery for a friend who ordered some soccer cards.  The packaging just has to be as cute as what's inside! 

 Facebook break!

 Planning I'm good at - following said plans, not so much.

 Quitting time - woohoo!

 Snow's forecasted for this weekend (1-2 feet possible) so I had to join the rest of MD and go to the grocery store

 Love my crock pot!  When I got home these beef carnitas smelled so yummy!

 I think he's planning to "hang ten" in the snow...

Finally, a cup of tea, while it snows, and while waiting for Supernatural to start.  All in all, a pretty nice day! (P.S. - Cutest cup ever!)

Story of a Saturday

Breakfast: Banana French Toast

Attire: Brand spanking new "cowgirl-esque" boots

Fun Times: Baltimore Book Fest and BryanVoltaggio speaking about his new book

Lunch: Shake Shack!

Then...: Reading since I was early for Church

Text: From the Bestie who couldn't remember if she turned her oven off or not and wanted me to check for her

In the Kitchen: Brownies for a quiet night on the sofa

Dinner: Egg Salad Wrap with chips

Outside: Super bright moon the night before a super moon

Dessert: Tea and Brownies in front of Daredevil on Netflix

Good Night...

The Story of a Day

As I thought, today was sorta kinda mundane, but I finally had the guts to do the picture thing, so there's that : )

 Apparently, I'm not so great at the photography before dawn...

 Not that this pic is fantastic, but you'd appreciate it more if I'd have the guts to show you the before pic (i.e. before shower, before makeup, before consciousness...)

 How have I just become a boot person?  They are my most favorite thing!

 If there were awards for cubicle decorations, I'd totally win them, right?

 How one knows they work for a tech company...

 Went out to lunch, and completely forgot about the whole story of a day thing.  At least I remembered to take a pic of the website.  That has to count for something, right?

 I think the real reason I don't teach anymore is that I couldn't figure out how to not write on a white board without my handwriting listing to the right.

Time out for some breaking news!

Good Night!