Layover

Last night's dinner conversation:

Me: I'm thinking about starting a brothel at airports to earn big bucks.

Erin: If you were to start one, what would you call it?

Me: Hmmm...I'd call it Layover. (lots and lots of guilty laughing). Our tagline would be "A Layover You Would't Mind."

Merry Christmas!

I hope your Christmas has been wonderful. I have enjoyed every moment at home with my family. It's going to be hard to going back to Chicago. I'll take solice in the fact that I leave for Cabo in nine days. Tough life.

To the joy of everyone we received a Karaoke machine from Santa this Christmas. We Orender's have never been shy of the stage...except when I was painfully shy as a kid. It's been non-stop singing. Even Mom & Dad have entertained us. Dad's waiting to get a Frank Sinatra cd and then we'll never be able to get him away from that machine! Thankfully there are two microphones which cuts down on the fighting. A family that sings Eminem together stays together.

Welsh Corgi

Becky and Russ are thinking about getting a dog. After living with my family Becky fell in love with Corgi's. Growing up we had a Pembroke Welsh Corgi named Woofie. I love these puppies. I mean, just look at these snuggable puppy! It makes me want a dog so bad!













This is little Zac from Overo Corgi's.

Richard

I want to give a shout out to Richard who has kept me, my family and so many others looking beautiful over the years. He's got serious skills with the scissors and can make the dull hair a little more exciting.

Miss you! I do have a new hair person up here in Chicago but my heart will always be with you! :-)

House of Crazy

Friday night was the big REBIRTH sketch performance at the House of Blues. It was quite surreal performing in a venue that's played host to so many great musical artists. Armed with a keyboard, lapel mic's and killer wit we took to the stage. I can't say that I was overly impressed with our performance on Friday. It was a difficult venue to perform sketch but I am so glad that we did it. I learned so much about the process and now we have a great show we can perform elsewhere.

The best part of the night was the crowd of friends and family that came to support us. Half my office attended as well as other people who are so loving and supporting of me. We had more fans than any band that performed that night. And we needed them! The bar scene can be an unfriendly place to bare your artist soul.

It really is a miracle that this performance happened at all. We found ourselves on the street corner by Ashley's apartment warming up in the cold air. Jason was frantically teaching Devin how to play our songs on the keyboard while we rehearsed our lyrics. I'm surprised we didn't make any money from pedestrians passing us while we played. After racing to the House of Blues and hoping to make it in time to get the mic's hooked up and ready they showed us to the "rehearsal area." This "rehearsal area" happened to be a stairwell behind the kitchen. We crammed into a corner and tried to remember our tops & bottoms while servers and tech people ran up and down, in and out of the stairwell. It was too chaotic to really get nervous.

It was a crazy night but one that I will remember forever. Sure makes you appreciate those smaller theater houses that respect the artists on stage. Would I do it again? Sure, why not!?

Winter Employment

So I finally made it BIG! Check out my new gig!

Fortune?

I just had a fabulous dinner at Shine on Armitage. My fortune cookie told me:

Expand your horizons by reading a new book.

I have something to ask my fortune cookie:

Do you even know who I am?

Dating

Here is an email I recently sent to Beckles and referring to a blind date someone's working on for me:

Beck,

Please tell me how much you miss dating and being set up on blind dates. It's my new goal to date as much as possible between now and the time I get married. But when married Christians who run in Christian circles set you up with people…it gets to be a 3 ringed circus.

A quote from my brother about dating and married people:

Single people are merely a playground for married people.

I'm feeling it today.

Katy Cocktail

Thanks Heidi!

Does this sound anything like me?

How to make a Katy

Ingredients: 3 parts anger 1 part self-sufficiency 5 parts leadership

Method: Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little sadness if desired!

Username:

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

Jude Law

I am so mad at myself for finding Jude Law remotely attractive in the new movie, The Holiday. "Remotely attractive" isn't quite strong enough for the feelings that developed in me while watching him. The writers of the movie gave him every sort of personality quirk, characteristic and circumstance that would make every female in the audience go, "awwwwww!" I guarantee every woman watching Jude Law said quietly to themselves at some point "I could help him!" and made it their secret mission.

I'm so disappointed.

In all honesty, he does have the best chest hair I have ever seen on a man. Period.

For the Kiddos

I just found this fun website for kids clothing. This is especially important now that I'm an aunt of one and about to be an aunt of two!

Today

...is freezing. 9 degrees farenheit = me wanting to eat everything chocolate and sit on my couch snuggled up in a blanket while watching Little Women.

House of Blues Show

There are exciting things happening in the great city of Chicago! Namely, I'm performing at the House of Blues with my sketch/improv group, REBIRTH! We'll put up a 40 minute sketch show that's sure to get a laugh or two or three. I even sing in it! Now that's funny.

Here are the details:

When: Friday, December 15, 2006
Time: 9:00 p.m.
Location: House of Blues, Chicago
Cost: $10.00

If you would like to attend you can buy tickets from these two website: House of Blues or Ticketmaster. See our name in lights! And no, Al Roker's XXXLMAS show is not pornographic.

But speaking of porn....

Monday morning I arrived back at the office after a long holiday weekend to an email saying that I had attached a porn video to the mass email I sent out a few days earlier. WHAT?!!!! I sent out a mass email to 1,500 donors saying Thank You and Happy Thanksgiving! Little did they know what Thanksgiving treat they'd be getting from us. I was HORRIFIED to say the least. I mean, in someone's eyes my name will always be associated with porn. Thankfully only one woman had opened the attachment and seen it. Apparently it was a virus that attached itself to this mass email and it was undetectible to our system. Classic!

So be careful of opening any presents from me. You just never know what I might send you.

Accessories Heaven

I'm in so much TROUBLE!

Take a Moment

Take a moment to let the troops know you support them over the holiday season. It's easy and fast! Just click here. Thanks Beck!

Jacks

Leave it to me to once again humiliate myself and everyone around me. The winning quote of the weekend (Becky, you'll love it) spoken enthusiastically by me while mom taught us to play Jacks:

Dad! Did you know mom was so good at jacking (Katy suddenly realizes what she just said and tries to cover it up)...people...up?

Dad was blushing big time. Erin & I couldn't stop laughing. Mom probably could have killed me. I deserve to be shot.

Heroes for Heroes

My brother-in-law, Chris, started a non-profit organization to help support the troops overseas. He was an ROTC guy at Arkansas and he has a heart for supporting those who keep us free. Here is a little blurb from him that shares more about the organization. Please consider helping with a small contribution.

At Heroes For Heroes we collect, comic books, magazines, DVD's, CD's and any other portable media we can get into the hands of our troops. We want to keep them culturally plugged in and also let them know that we are constantly thinking about them. Visit the website www.heroes4heroes.org for more information. We have raised over $3,500 in the last four weeks, but we need a lot more to accomplish some big goals. I know it's the holiday season but if you guys could spare an extra $10 or $20 it would help immensely. Our first packets will be comic books and magazines that we will have placed on the seat of every soldier flying out on the 14 hour flight to Iraq . We are going to make as many packets as we have money for. Let me know if any of you have contacts or have a soldier serving overseas that we can send a packet to.

Chris is also one of the founders of the Komikazee.com website. Check it out!

Photos From the Weekend

Pictures sometimes tell the best stories. Here are some photos to tell a little about the Thanksgiving Weekend:















Us ladies love to lounge, eat and talk.

















The healthy folks participated in the Turkey Trot Thanksgiving morning. This was the first time in years that I walked the Turkey Trot, but I had fun hanging out with Patrick and Cade. I've learned my lesson. I will run the 8 mile from now on. When you're stuck in the back with the 3 mile walkers you see more dog doo doo and puke. Nasty. Get a bag people!






















We headed out to the Lakehouse in Possum Kingdom Thanksgiving night. It was so relaxing! Connor and I got some good bonding time. He's beginning to look like a little man!


















This time of year brings thousands of vultures to the cliff where my parents house sits. They are fun to look at but also freak me out.

This is my dorky little brother. He gets it from me.

The Texas girl in me came out this weekend. Patrick taught me to shoot skeet. The first time I pulled the trigger on the shotgun I screamed. It had a kick in it that threw me backwards. I learned to love it though. So DON'T MESS WITH ME! One thing's for sure, if we had to rely on hunting for food, my family would be okay.

Homeward Bound

Tonight I leave for Dallas and I cannot wait to go home and hug my family, play with the dogs, woo Connor with my animated faces and eat lots and lots of food that will eventually clog my arteries. It's only been three months since I've seen a Texas sunset but it feels like forever. For some reason I'm homesick. The next few hours are going to crawl by so slowly. But there's something so fun about the anticipation of an exciting trip.

You probably won't hear from me for a few days. So here's an early Happy Thanksgiving! I hope that you have much to be thankful for this year.

Here's a picture in case you miss me.

My Mom

Here's a picture of my mom that my brother found recently. This could be a picture of me!

Gave It My All

I just finished an acting class and it was one of those classes that made me LOVE acting. It wasn't necessarily the class as much as it was my finally "getting it" in regards to my Tennessee Williams monologue. I just put it all out there and laid my insecurities to rest. I went for it and it paid off. Everyone stopped rehearsing their monologues to look on while I performed mine. A small huddle of congratulations formed when I was finished and I was a little embarrassed. But it sure felt AMAZING!

Leona is a dynamic and complicated character. I'm so glad that I've been able to play her. She's opposite of me and it allows me to show some versatility. I wish I could go out and audition right now for some spectacular play. That's the confidence I feel after an awesome class.

Emmitt Baby!!

Oh sweet victory, Emmitt has won! While in a work meeting last night, my roommate, Janell, texted me to let me know that Emmitt was taking home the trophy! I let out a yelp of excitement and happily shared the news with my co-workers. They too support Team Emmitt.

It seems like the right man won. He had the moves, the personality and the fans. Sorry Super Mario, but you just can't compete. It seems that you were a little miffed that your "perfect technique" didn't bring you the trophy. You've got style, how about a little grace?

I have to admit that I watched the last 10 minutes of the show before I came to work this morning. I teared up when Emmitt and Cheryl shared how great of an effect they had on each other. DON'T JUDGE ME!

Anyone free on Tuesday nights? I have nothing else going on anymore.

Happy Birthday Dad!

My dad turns 62 today and I want to wish him a great Big HUGE HAPPY BIRTHDAY! He told me today that he doesn't deserve me and I told him right back that I don't deserve him! I am truly blessed to be the daughter of such a great man. I know that there are plenty of people out there wishing they could be his daughter. He's so good to his family! He's so good to me!

My 62 year old dad is planning on running the 8 mile Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving. I'm hoping to run the 3! He also ran a half marathon when he turned 60. He had so much fun after that one that he decided to run a couple more. He loves fly-fishing, tennis and continues to perfect his golf game. He constantly looks for ways to help other people who are hurting and in great need. He loves the arts, a good joke (and some bad ones) and probably wishes he could be a sports caster. He's my dad!

I love you dad!

It's Official

I just received this email today from Second City.

Katy:

Thanks for participating in the annual Touring Company Understudy Auditions. We enjoyed meeting you and we hope you enjoyed playing with us. Although there is not a position available for you currently, we look forward to seeing you in auditions next year.

Oh, yes, you will see me next year! And next year you're going to want me!

The Art of Passport Photography

I just got my passport photo taken at Walgreens and am now borderline suicidal. I realize that Walgreens doesn't exactly hire fashion photographers or Annie Liebowitz's but you'd think they would hire someone who could take a decent picture!

My face is washed out and I believe I'm in mid-sentence of some profound statement. I don't think that it's quite in focus and it couldn't be grainier! I also think I suddenly gained 10 pounds in my face. How could the good ol' USofA decide on the most unattractive dimension of a photo? "Top of head to two inches below the chin." Chubbs! I mean, how am I supposed to show my passport to anyone without having to follow it up with a sob story about Walgreens passport photography?

Maybe I'll try Wolf/Ritz Camera next.

And yes, cousins, I too am going to Cabo. When you're 30 and single it could happen for you.

Dancing with Emmitt

Last night's episode of Dancing with the Stars did not disappoint! I was so riled up after watching the show that it took me forever to go to sleep. Plus I kept trying to vote by phone and I kept getting a busy signal. So instead of my planned 15 votes, I was only able to vote 5 times.

Here are my thoughts about the final three dances:

1. Mario and Emmitt both chose to do the Samba (do you think that was planned?) to a Stevie Wonder song. Emmitt & Cheryl did an incredible job and you can't believe how fantastic Emmitt's fancy footwork is. He just looked smooth, cool and full of energy.

Mario & Karina's dance was good. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't more than good, but it just wasn't fantastic like Emmitt's dance.

2. This was the dance where they picked their favorite from the whole season. Of course Emmitt did his fun fun fun Mambo. It was even better than the first time!

Mario chose the Paso Doble and it really was incredible. He's a dynamite dancer and he knows it; which makes me not like him.

3. Freestyle dance! Finally! Hammer-time came back and it was so much fun to watch. Cheryl and Emmitt looked like they were having a blast and it translated in their dance. Plus they had some incredible lifts. I mean, who else could lift his partner and swing her around with ONE ARM???!!!! The whole dance really fit together and was a crowd pleaser. I was so mad with the obvious over critical response from Bruno (who is just obnoxious. he loves himself). You know he had to give Emmitt a 9 so that he and Mario would be dead even after the scores. Bleh.

Mario and Karina wanted to bring it back old style. Well they brought something back and I didn't like it. It looked like Hip Hop with Jazz hands. A jazz dance group could have done a better job. I mean, Mario had on white yachting pants with a faux chain. PULEEEZ! The individual moves were cool but it looked so disjointed. Plus his lifts were no where near as awesome as Emmitt's. I could pretty much see the mechanical thoughts of Mario as he went through the different steps of the lifts. I totally disagree with the judges! This dance just didn't add up! Was it Jazz? Was it Hip Hop? Was it a poorly choreographed talent show routine?

At the end my apartment became one big Dance USA party. I think I burned more calories in those 10 minutes than I did when I ran a marathon. I respect these people. It's hard work!!! My roommates and I also talked about what song would we use for our freestyle dance if given the choice. I think I'd use Billy Idol's "Dancing with Myself." It worked for me last night.

So tonight is the big reveal. No matter what happens, Emmitt will always be my favorite! And don't you forget it!

Thank Goodness for Good Personalities

I just received this email:

ATTENTION:
ALIENS ARE COMING TO ABDUCT ALL THE GOOD LOOKING AND SEXY PEOPLE.

YOU WILL BE SAFE.

Thankfully I have a good personality.

More Good News

Check out this fun news! Here's a hint: it has a little something to do with Patrick & Alicia.

Becky Does Chicago

Becky is on her way to Chicago! She'll be here in less than 4 hours! We're nearing the two year mark since she was last here. She's been a busy girl these past two years. She got engaged, married, graduated from seminary and passed her licensing exam to be a counselor. That's what I would call a productive and successful two years!

We first met at a McDonald's while we were both on our way to work for Kanakuk Kamps. That was WAY back in 1999. It's one of those friendships when you know immediately that that person will play a significant role in your life. These friendships don't happen very often. God knew I needed a friend like her. As Becky said to me the other day, "Katy, you need a counselor as your best friend because getting you to open up is next to impossible." And she's pretty much right. She has my trust and she knows how to ask the right questions. But she's also hilarious! Many post K-Life hours were spent in front of the mirror creating characters that only we would ever see. We'd laugh ourselves into tears. Those K-Life years were lean in terms of a social life. Dedicating your life to mentoring junior high and high schoolers can pretty much kill it. But it was worth it and I'm glad we got to walk through that time together.

We've walked through so much together as friends. She's a true blessing.

Game Time

Wooohoooo! Emmitt is in the finals! We get one more week of seeing him glide across that dance floor. The world is a better place because of it. Amen.

My enthusiastic state from Emmitt's victory was a little dampened by the news of Joey's departure from the show. This genuine guy who "wears his heart on his sleeve" won't be seen dancing again on the show. They played a short tribute reel to his time in the competition and the way they ended it was almost as if he died and we were saying our goodbyes. Reality t.v. knows how to manipulate emotions...at least my emotions.

Joey, we'll catch you on the tour!

McFadden for Heisman

Forgot to vote yesterday? Here's one more chance! We're in the voting mood. Click here to vote for Arkansas Razorback, Darren McFadden for the Heisman trophy. He only needs 37,000 votes by this weekend. Considering the HUGE readership of Katy on the Loose, this shouldn't be a problem. In the bag.

Pig Sooie!

Cha-Cha-Cha-Ching Baby!

Last night I found myself clapping passionately and hugging my roommates after watching Emmitt's fun and fantastic Cha Cha! He is so fun to watch and you know he's having a good time out on the dance floor. He's by far the most improved. You can see why he was such a successful running back. HE WORKS HARD! Two of my friends, who shall remain nameless, did not vote in yesterdays election. The horror! So I made damn sure that they voted for Emmitt! We each voted for him five times. I'll simply die if he doesn't make it into the next round!

Sweet Joey. You know he has to be the most sincere "nice guy." He wouldn't hurt a fly. He loves what he's doing and I think he's found a new calling. Apparently he will be going on tour with Dancing with the Stars soon. I love it! You know I'm going to buy tickets for the Chicago show. Last night he gave two fantastic performances. He deserves to move to the next round too.

Mario has the most talent, no doubt. But I just don't buy into his routines. His authenticity as a person just doesn't come through on the dance floor. "But Katy, you're being so ridiculous. This is a dance contest, not a personality/character contest." If you say that, you obviously haven't seen the show. Just stop reading now. Mario has to go. He's fantastic on the dance floor but he just hasn't won my heart like Joey and Emmitt. A.C. Slater...ugh. I also heard a rumor that he may be doing a remake of Dirty Dancing. GAG!

I'm so nervous for the results show tonight! Whatever happens, they all are fabulous and know how to work a crowd. But Emmitt....you're my fav.

Vote

I voted! I'm still not really impressed with the candidates but I still think that it's important to take advantage of this opportunity. Too many people are lazy on voting day. Don't be lazy! VOTE!

Don't I already sound like a celebrity?

I'm rejoicing today. I'm rejoicing because the election will be OVER today. And the election being over means that I won't have to endure any more of those hideous, lying, overly-dramatic and repetitive political ads. Anyone else tired of those? Those ads are keeping people from the polls. Nobody likes anybody because we're sick of everybody.

Tonight I can enjoy Dancing with the Stars without having to see the faces of Judy Baar Topinka or Gov. Blagojevich. Woohoo!

My Man Emmitt!

Oh my gosh! Somebody call me right now about Dancing with the Stars! It's been at least 45 minutes since I've talked about it and I'm having withdrawals! I've tried to convert the male populace recently about the greatness of this show. I've had some definite push back but only from the uneducated.

Tuesday night's dances were phenomenal! Once again I found myself smiling and wishing that I were a B movie star so I could be asked to be on the show. Here are my thoughts on the dancers/dances:

1. Joey Lawrence: I LOVED the tango. even though it was to the Addams Family tune and Edyta was wearing long ugly hair, I LOVED it. The strange stiff movements really worked with the music. Joey rocks at the ballroom dances! And let's talk about the Paso Doble...whoa (remember Blossom?). It was great!


2. Mario Lopez: His dances were rock solid as usual. I loved his partners short red wig. I wish I could wear my hair like that. I'd probably look like a chubby Dorothy Hamill.

I totally had this haircut in elementary school. My mom loved it and probably still wishes I had it. Tempting...

1. Mario knows he's good but he's a little arrogant. I'm not the only one who thinks so.


2. Monique: She tries so hard. She tries too hard. Her cha cha was fantastic and she deserves major props for that dance. But her first dance was a little too weird for me. You know what? I did like the dance but didn't like her lipstick or her dress. Too distracting.


3. Emmitt Smith: Foxtrot = eh. Rumba = omigosh he's amazing! I concur with Glen. I wish he could have given you an 11! He's still my favorite.

SPOILER ALERT!

Three cheers for Emmitt and Cheryl! I was so nervous that they wouldn't move forward. Then I would have cussed myself for not voting. My favorite moment of Wednesday night's show was Joey's face when they said he was moving forward to the next round. You know he's genuinely thankful! At that point we all knew that Monique was going home, even she did. She's great but just doesn't have the fan base. So long little lady.

I can't wait until next week! I'm so nervous!

Post Secret Bookstore Visit

Post Secret's Frank Warren is coming to Chicago again on November 15th. I have a work party that night, otherwise I'd be sure to go to Barbara's Bookstore. Scroll to the bottom to check out the tour schedule. I may have to purchase the new book he just published. The first one was pretty cool.

Happy Halloween

Connor roars on his first Halloween. He's excited to eat candy with his new tooth.

Hope you had a great Halloween!

Eliot Mooney

This post is to celebrate the life of Eliot Mooney. You may remember me mentioning him in an earlier post. I've been blessed to walk along this journey with Matt and Ginny as I've read every post they've written. Please pray for Matt and Ginny.

Week Worth Mentioning

This week was jam packed with events and non-events.

First, I had my Second City Touring Company understudy audition. It went okay. It wasn't spectacular and it wasn't horrible. It was just kind of...eh. But I'm glad I did it and I can't wait to do it again!

Second, I missed two days of work due to illness. I finally went to the doctor and he gave me a strep test. My throat was raw, soar, swollen and covered with white dots. A sign of strep? That's what I thought. When the test came back negative the doctor said it was just Post-Nasal Drip and that I should just take some Benadryl. All that for POST-NASAL DRIP!??? Well, at least I got caught up on my sleep and am feeling a wee bit cabin feverish.

Finally, when I returned home from the doctor, my roommate said that we had had a visitor. This woman claimed she was from the projects and had been receiving my mail occasionally. She refused to give it to my roommate because I wasn't home and she asked for a reward. UMMMM, a REWARD???? First of all, don't come to my house! Secondly, it's called good citizenship. Thirdly, do what we all do, put "Return to Sender" on it or "Wrong Address." I wouldn't be too upset but one of the envelopes has a check in it. The check has since been cancelled. The woman called last night and said she was on her way again to give me my mail. I just asked her not to come over but instead to take it to the post office. She then proceeded to ask for a reward. I did what the post-office told me to do....I said no. This whole thing makes me nervous.

Anyway, I just took an anti-histamine and now I have the shakes. What a week!

Wedding Pictures

Here are some pictures from Rachel's wedding.
















Me and my old college roommate, Rachel (not the one that got married). This also happens to be the dress that flew over my head.




















The church where they got married. It was gorgeous! The glass walls let the autumn leaves shine through.




















The happy couple.

Marilyn Moment

It was great to see my friends this weekend at Rachel Robinson's wedding in Little Rock. I was able to see a lot of them and unfortunately they were able to see too much of me. Wearing a cute dress I walked out of a hotel bar only to be hit by a gust of wind that blew my dress over my head. With a loud scream I thrust my arms down to pin the dress to my legs. Unfortunately I realized I was too late as I looked just ahead of me into the eyes of the brides brother. Yeah, he saw me...all of me. Once again, I can walk away blush free because I had on my cute panties.

Laffy Taffy Break

Tis the season for bags of individually wrapped candy. My candy of choice this week are Laffy Taffy's. I think I had a headache this weekend because of withdrawals. Now I have a sugar overdose headache.

The great thing about Laffy Taffy's isn't the gooey like texture or the chemical flavoring. It's the brilliant jokes they share! Here is one courtesy of Jessie E. from Knoxville, TN:

"Which President was the biggest Ham?" I don't know Jessie. Who possibly could it be? "Abraham" (Lincoln of course). hahahahahahaha! Oh Jessie, YOU'RE a HAM! No, You ARE! You're good Jessie. Thanks for the laugh!

Angela R. from McKenzie, IN has a more heartfelt one:

"What kind of ship never sinks?" Ummm, friendship? "Damn you, you stole it!" I know, I'm heartfelt. I can't help it. It's who I am!

**My responses can be found in italics.

Mia Famiglia

Erin, Chris and Connor came into town this past weekend. This makes 3 out of the past 4 weekends that I've had family in Chicago. It's been fabulous and I've loved every second of it. Connor and I did some bonding. I think I'm his new favorite person in the whole entire world. At least I thought that until I babysat him so Erin and Chris could have dinner together. He liked me for the first hour or so and then I just couldn't measure up. As soon as they walked back in the door he laughed and smiled. As my sister was breast feeding I asked her "What do you have that I don't?"

My favorite part was waking up this morning with him next to me. He smiled first thing...and then tooted...loudly...several times. Hence the smile...

I can't wait to babysit again. Erin and Chris are wonderful parents. It's amazing to see my little sister as a mother. It's fits her perfectly!














Aren't we cute?















Apparently my face tastes great.

Connor's already a comedian. Check out his impression of the Blair Witch Project. He's going places.




















I'm sure Erin & Chris will have more fabulous pictures from their Chicago trip. You can check out their website.

Anniversary

Sunday marked my three year anniversary here in Chicago. I celebrated by throwing a work event for over 10,000 people. It reminded me of how far I've come since I left on a 15 hour road trip with my dad three years ago. So much has happened in those three years. I've been blessed with great opportunities, wonderful friends and unforgettable memories. I thought it might be fun to highlight opportunities I've had since picking up my life and moving to Chicago.

1. Road trip with Dad
2. Slept on Kathie's couch for 4 months
3. Celebrated and mourned with the Cubs loss to the Marlins - Bartlett ball incident
4. Met Joss Stone
5. Got a great job, new roommates and an apartment all in ONE day
6. Ran 2 half marathons
7. Completed a sprint triathalon
8. Trip to Hawaii
9. Brother, Patrick, got married to Alicia
10. Erin & Chris had a baby
11. Best friend, Beckles, got married
12. Auditioned for the Second City Conservatory & got in!
13. Graduated from the Second City Conservatory
14. Made life-long friends from Second City
15. Finished the iO improv training program
16. Performed with Quick!Paddle!! at iO
17. Performed with Sable (my first improv show ever)
18. Auditioned and got cast in "Generation X-Communication"
19. Performed with friends in "Mockupations"
20. Asked to perform at House of Blues with Rebirth
21. First audition for a play and CAST!
22. One minute part in a seven minute play - "The Resignation"
23. Picked up Gary Hall Jr. from the airport
24. Learned to flyfish with my dad and patrick in Montana
25. Family trip to Vancouver
26. Climbed the Grouse Grind
27. Lost 20 pounds
28. Gained 20 pounds
29. Had many unsuccessful blind dates
30. Turned 30 and had my whole family celebrating with me
31. Skiing with my family in Breckenridge, Colorado
32. Went to Stacey, Rachel, Katherine and Lindsay's Weddings
33. Shook Harold Ramis' hand and talked to him about Second City
34. Re-introduced Chris & Marissa who ended up getting married
35. Bought a couch and oversized chair
36. Got numerous parking tickets
37. Part of the greatest small group ever
38. Live with my cousin, Jessie
39. Learned that I don't like beer but like a good Cider
40. Discovered Potbellies
41. Attended 2 plays at Steppenwolf with Helen
42. Met most of Chicago's top CEO's
43. Passed by Scott Speedman on Dearborn St.
44. Found the love of my life - "Dancing with the Stars"
45. Bonding with Auntie
46. Cubs games with roommates, dad, work, Ashley and Drewbie
47. Becky, Wendy, Katherine, Dow, Bunny, Marissa and Courtney visit me
48. Family Reunion in Myrtle Beach
49. Laser Hair Removal!!!
50. Discovered D'Agostino's thin crust extra sauce cheese pizza. mmmmm good.

I'm going to stop at 50. I think that's a good number. I am blessed beyond words and comprehension. So much can happen in three years. I took a risk by leaving everything I knew and look how much I've been able to do with my life. Three years passed by so quickly. I wouldn't change a thing. I want to make the most of the time that I have here.

I know that there are many things that I've failed to mention or momentarily forgotten. Please feel free to add any memories you've had with me over the last three years. I'd love to hear them!

Weekend with the Ladies

Last weekend I had the honor and privilege to spend a couple of days with some of the most incredible women I know. My mom, her three sisters and a cousin came to Chicago for a girls weekend. What a fabulous idea! I can't wait to do that with my sisters!














This picture is only slightly posed.

We stayed downtown at the Hotel Intercontinental. They put us in three rooms that basically connected together. I felt like I was at camp...a plush camp for women over the age of 50...and loved it! We sat around in our robes late at night and early in the morning drinking coffee, laughing and telling stories. I began to see how each woman is unique and how they all have different personalities. Aside from the fact that they look like they could be quadruplettes, their intracacies came out. But the wonderful thing is to see how they all fit together to make an incredibly loving and entertaining family. I haven't laughed this hard in months!

We saw my midnight show (I'm proud of you ladies for staying up until 2am!), ate long meals at amazing restaurants, shopped til we dropped and of course saw Menopause the Musical! The audience for Menopause the Musical was rowdy! I've never heard so many Amen's and applause of recognitions. These women have a secret club and only they know the lingo. It's fabulous.

They made me feel so loved and a part of the crew. They made me excited to grow older because they have such a zest for life. I hope I'm like them when I grow up! I couldn't help but cry when I left them because I would miss them each. But mostly I'd miss the product of the whole.















Lucky for them I've let a week pass me by and have conveniently "forgotten" some of our conversations and mishaps. Feel free to share your stories. I'll be sure to add any I suddenly remember and CAN talk about. My dating life always was a topic of interest. I didn't feel interrogated. They were great about asking questions and giving encouragement. No topic was a taboo topic for these ladies. It was GREAT! Thank you Mom, Mary, Kathy, Beth and Maryanne.

I miss you all already!

Car Troubles

There's nothing like hearing your car has major engine problems to make you want to immediately call your dad to make sure you're not getting scammed. Case in point: My engine light came on and began blinking. That was followed by serious massage like shaking of the car. One inspection and an arm and a leg later my car is driving just dandy.

I just needed to call my dad to make sure that everything was going to be okay. There's a certain vulnerability and lack of independence with anything involving car trouble that makes me feel anxious, but one "it's going to be okay" from dad and I'm fine.

Big Burly Beard

...skinny celebrity.

I had another brush with celebrity today at lunch. This time it was with one of my greatest all time secret celebrity crushes. Becky and I used to watch Felicity religiously and I couldn't get over Ben's soft spoken "hey" and his insecure quiet ways. Those qualities are much more attractive to watch on film than to experience in real life.

Walking down Dearborn Street just south of Wacker I saw a burly bearded skinny man walking towards me and Erin. I didn't recognize the beard but I definitely recognized the eyes. It took me a few moments to place those eyes. Basically I got caught staring and probably had to shut my slackened jaw. He watched us too as we walked by. YES! Sweet victory! I didn't think Erin would recognize him but when I slowly turned my head to tell her who we had just passed I saw that she had the same face as me. Clear recognition.

That made my day. Here's to you Scott Speedman for making my post lunch hours go by quickly! May I run into you again someday soon. Like maybe the Cubs game tonight????

Grey's Anatomy

Please read my cousin, Josh's perfect description of formulaic network television shows. It's good for a laugh yet makes you feel a little ashamed of these guilty pleasures.

Dancing

I'm sorry that I haven't updated much recently. I've been too busy selling my soul so that someday I can compete on Dancing with the Stars. You think I'm kidding.

My favorite competitors this season:

Emmitt Smith: How can you not like a Dallas Cowboy? He's got great skills. He's been labeled "twinkle toes" and I have to agree.

Joey Lawrence: Whoa. He's definitely way metro and his eyebrows look penciled on but he gives it 100% and he's fun to watch. Plus he resembles Mr. Clean.

Jerry Springer: He makes me laugh and he lives in Chicago.

I'm not a big fan of the ladies on this show. I like Sarah Evans because she's a country girl and her face resembles my cousins. I could take or leave the rest of them. Hopefully I'll warm up to the ladies as the season moves forward.

Until then I'll continue smiling as I watch and wishing it was me.

Inspiring Quotes

...from my life. What do they inspire? Laughter and tears.

Spoken while watching a Gap ad: "Skinny black pants is probably the worst news these thighs could possibly hear."

Janell said, "Katy, he's perfect for you. He likes to knit and enjoys doing Civil War re-enactments." My response: "Do you even know me?"

Olympic Encounter

Today was a great day. You may be asking, "Katy, why was it such a great day?" Well I'll tell you. Today I had the honor of picking up Gary Hall, Jr. at the airport. I was his chauffer for the day. Who is Gary Hall? Ummm, hello! Only the second most decorated Olympian of all time! He's the fastest man in the world! In the pool, that is.

He spoke to a school about having type 1 diabetes and how he was told he'd never be able to compete again. That was six years ago and he's won billions of gold medals since. Proved them wrong!

He was quiet and shy until he was in front of the kids. Too bad he's a hottie and also married with an eight month old baby. Will I ever catch a break?!!!

Here's a picture of him with me and my co-worker, Donna.
















He's a giant. And he sat in my car! I'll for sure be cheering him on to compete in the 2008 Olympics in Beijing.

The Removal of Moles and All Dignity

My doctor and the nurses were hilarious. I knew that they were trying to make me feel comfortable and were making sure I wasn't going to pass out as they stuck a needle in my body six times in three different places. After the slight burn of the numbing medicine I was feeling fine. I laid on my back and chatted away about improv, acting, Texas, etc. After the back of my knee and my upper back were finished I was told to flip over.

I made the mistake of telling them that we had to sing in our show. They kept pestering me to sing a song. ME! I had flashbacks of people saying, "Hey, do something funny." I wanted to say, "Excuse me but I don't feel much like singing a song considering you're working on my fully exposed boob and you happen to be stitching up a huge hole!" Maybe I would have worked with them a little more had they given me drugs to numb my mind and not just my body.

SOMETHING OF NOTE: I wore cute panties again to the doctor. This time they had more coverage. To hell with visible panty lines.

Opening Night

Tonight's the night! It's not actually THE opening night. It's more MY opening night. I need to go home and take a big fat nap before the big midnight show. I'm afraid I won't be performing as a whole and complete person. I'll be performing as a woman who is shy three moles and sporting numerous stitches. I'll try to work that into my character. Let's hope her biopsy doesn't show cancer.

Connor on Film

Oh my gosh! I just about died seeing this pictures. I wish I could just kiss those expressive eyebrows. Weird? Wait until you see the pictures!

I saw Connor for a couple of days while I was home in Texas. He's chubby and I like him that way. (Said while crying) I miiss him alreaaaaddddyyyy!

It's Raining Babies!

The skies have opened and I have finally been given permission to post that Patrick and Alicia are having a baby! You know, my brother and sister-in-law! The happy couple in this picture:
















The ones married back in October!

March seems to be the magical month. Like Connor, the little babes is due on my birthday! Okay, so maybe a day later, but I'll just make it easy and say it's on my birthday. Turning 31 this year I will gladly welcome the child on my birthday. I don't think I could have handled it so easily on my 30th birthday. I was young and immature back in those days. Since then I have grown to the maturity level of a 14 year old. My, what leaps and bounds I have made this year!

Three cheers and a double side kick!

That's a Framer!

Some of you have been asking, wondering, pondering, searching, contemplating and justifying why I haven't posted any pictures recently. Truth be told, my camera battery died. I lost my battery charger and just received it in the mail today. So don't fret little ones! There will be pictures soon!

Humble Thyself

Or if you can't humble yourself, God will do it for you. I thought I was just having a bad day yesterday. You know, one of those "I never should have left the house" kind of days. Wearing high heels I had to coordinate carrying a heavy box while using an umbrella and flagging down a taxi. Soaking wet I attended a meeting where I was the featured speaker. Then while unbuttoning my pants to get my laser treatment I found out that they had to cancel it because I'm taking oral antibiotics. Thank you adult acne. My post work trek took me an hour and a half and three modes of transportation. Apparently the CTA was having a tough day as well. I was having one big fat pity party for myself all day yesterday. I knew that my reasons for pouting were weak. But I have PMS! Everything is a personal insult and exaggerated by 234% when you have PMS. Crawling into bed last night I finally said "Yes God, I know, it's not about me. I get it. I GET it."

Apparently He REALLY wanted me to get his point and made sure I recognized it today. Let's just say that I may be sporting a little scab under each eyebrow. Topical creme and eyebrow waxing do not mix. Again, thank you adult acne. I had my own walk of shame from Spa Nordstrom back to the office . Watch this be the week that an agent calls me in to audition or meet the potential love of my life. All I can do is laugh and realize that this will make one funny story...in about 5 months. There is one question that I cannot answer: which is worse? Having Josh Hartnett eyebrows or scabs forming on your eyelids?

Entertainment for the Day

Thanks Beckles!



Don't try this at home, or at least with out tight fitting pants.

An Amazing Story

I am continually in awe and humbled by the story of my friends, Matt and Ginny. They are parents of a little boy, Eliot, who was born with trisomy 18. Most medical facts claim that he shouldn't even have been born alive. Please read their story from the beginning and pray for them. It will break your heart and give you hope at the same time. You'll be amazed by their overwhelming joy even in the midst of trial.

Gap Ad

Does anyone out there remember the remake of Sabrina from the 90's with Harrison Ford and Julia Ormand? Becky, I know you do because you can't stand Julia Ormond.

"But David, he did a Gap ad."

I feel just like her. Because of this:










Yeah, I've had a crush on Aaron Eckhart for a long time. And now look, he's doing Gap ads.

Pleasant Prairie Triathalon

I competed in my first sprint triathalon this Sunday and I finished! I didn't drown, crash or vomit. I call that a good day!

After a late night of conversation and board games with Stefan, our very famous cousin who happens to be a Blue Angel pilot in town for the air and water show, Janell, Jessie and I packed up the car and drove to Wisconsin. We kicked it off with a little City of Blinding Lights by U2 and weaved our way through the Chicago traffic!

The triathalon and the atmosphere associated with it left little to disappointment. Three of us sharing a king sized bed and long lines at the porta-potties were more hilarious than disappointing. I need to give a shout out to the LaQuinta. I've never stayed in such a lovely smoking room. It prepped my lungs for the long race.

I felt proud wearing the black numbers marked on my arms and legs. For a couple hours I was only known as #1039 by everyone but my roommates. I was in the 17th wave and we were issued the purple swim caps. We stood in line hugging our bodies and trying to stay warm. As soon as the whistle blew we ran for the warm water. I was relieved to have my numb fingers and toes warm up but it didn't do much for my goggles. The cold air and warm water caused them to fog up immediately. It was me in a foggy world swimming through green water and seaweed. The swim did nothing for my confidence. Within five strokes I was breathing hard and began to wonder why I didn't practice the swim more than twice...and why the heck didn't I do practice swims in the lake?!!! From then on it was me, God and the breast stroke. I was singing praises at the turn-around point until the sun beamed directly onto the water and caused near blindness ("God, is that you?"). The lifeguards caught me and several others swimming in the direction of oncoming traffic. The kept yelling at us, "left. LEFT!" I couldn't wait to take off the foggy goggles and the swim cap that blocked my hearing. I "fake" ran up the sandy hill after the swim like I wasn't out of breath or anything. Walking fast through the parking lot to my bike (I sure wasn't running) I heard my roommates cheering me on. All I could do was give a weak wave to let them know that the swim nearly killed me but I was still alive.

I couldn't wait to hop on the bike. The bike has quickly become my new favorite sport. You move fast, cover lots of territory and fewer body parts jiggle. I passed a few people from my wave who proved to be better swimmers than me. I finished the 13 mile bike in 43 minutes. It was over before I knew it. After a quick transition I was back out on the running path and waving to my two cheerleaders. It took two miles to get my running legs back but somehow I finished those miles faster than my standard 10 minute mile. I could have cried as I neared the finish-line, not because it was so tough but because I was so thankful that God gave me the legs, arms and health to challenge myself physically. I prayed for strength and He provided.

I finished in one hour and 38 minutes. I figured it would take me 1:45. If I can get my swimming under control and shave some minutes off my transition times I could probably get down to 1:30 or less. I can't wait for my next one! Thanks to everyone for the encouragement and phone calls! Melissa, next year it's you and me babe!

Come One, Come All!

Check it out! It's the promo-pic for Bathroom Talk. It's sure to be a fun show and good times will be had by all. The cast is talented, hilarious and we each bring their own thing to the table.

Ladies, you'll laugh because you'll know what we're talking about.

Gentlemen, consider this research and an opportunity to really know what goes on in women's bathrooms. Do you dare?

Tag...I'm It!

I hate being chased. I'm quick to scream, give up or I charge back at them in a dead sprint. I sometimes wonder what I would do if I were being chased by a Lion. Let's hope I never have to find out. Playing tag was always a nervous pleasure for me.

This kind of tag I actually like. Thanks to my good friend, Kellsey, I've been tagged to list books that have either impacted my life or ones I wish never would have entered it. I'm responding here for your viewing pleasure! You never know, maybe you'll be inspired to read some of these. I know I already gave an exhaustive list of some of my favorite books.

1. One Book that Changed My Life: "Ragamuffin Gospel" by Brennan Manning. This is the first "spiritual" book that actually caused me to respond with prayer. I remember sitting in my bed with all the lights out except for a small lamp and being moved to pray. It's the first time I really got a glimpse of grace. I really could live a life of freedom under the umbrella of grace instead of an anvil of guilt.

2. One Book that You've Read More than Once: Just one? I can only choose one? "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen. Hello, my name is Elizabeth Bennett! I think most women consider themselves an "Elizabeth Bennett." She's one of Austen's more flattering characters. Though you can condemn the fact that she's as prideful as Mr. Darcy. I remember running into my best friends' room and reading allowed my favorite parts. I had to share it with someone! The confession of love! The two proposals! The time they run into each other at his home! Ah, it's too much! Too much!

3. One Book You'd Want on a Desert Island: I'm just going to assume it can't be the Bible. Any good Christian would immediately say the Bible. It would be/and is my one source of truth and sanity. Can it be a series? How about the first two books in Francine Rivers' "Mark of the Lion" series? They're not exactly intellectually stimulating, but they just don't get old! I've never read two books so quickly. I wish I could read them as a "Mark of the Lion" virgin again! Ladies, can I get an Amen? Wait, now I'm questioning myself. How about "Lord of the Rings"? Yes, that too. I might need that to remind myself that the impossible can be possible.

4. One Book that Made You Laugh: "Dress Your Family in Corduroy & Denim" by David Sedaris. His honesty excited me and made me wish I could be that honest. I just don't have his capacity for memories...painful memories. I found myself laughing aloud in public while reading his auto-biographical short stories.

5. One Book that Made You Cry: I again have to say "Lord of the Rings." I wasn't ready to say goodbye to Frodo, Bilbo and their companions. I felt like I had traversed the treacherous terrain and walked their emotional journey along with them. There's great relief and pride in finishing a journey and completing an impossible task. If they had known what they were getting into, they never would have gone. But along the way they were given what was needed to make it to the end alive. Hmmm, sounds similar to life!

6. One Book You Wish Had Been Written: I'm still waiting for my best friend, Becky, to write her auto-biographical short stories. This girl has more stories that will make you laugh! I keep threatening her that I'm going to start writing it if she doesn't. This or my yet to be written coffee table book: "Dating Kissed Me Goodbye."

7. One Book that You Wish Had Never Been Written: "Kiss Dating Goodbye." I never read it and never want to. Don't we have a hard enough time as it is? For the love....

8. One Book That You're Currently Reading: I'm going to cheat here and give you two. One is actually a play by Lanford Wilson. I am performing a two person scene from his play "Serenading Louie" and just finished analyzing the play. It's a fascinating story of two couples whose relationships are crumbling. Each couple has everything going for them but they end up destroying their lives. Very interesting. The second is "The Glass House" by Jeannette Walls. She writes a story of growing up in great poverty. She never solicites pity from her readers. The humor she maintains while sharing her pain is admirable.

9. One Book You've Been Meaning to Read: The "Harry Potter" books. That or my best friend will never speak to me again. I made her read "Clan of the Cave Bear" so it's my turn to read some of her favorites. I'll read them...someday.

10. Now Tag 5 People: John S., cousin Stacey, Becky, Missie and cousin Jessie (my cousin, not the one from Full House). If you have a blog...blog about it. If you don't have a blog...leave it in the comments.

Anyone respond if you'd like! I'd love to read about it!

Sacrificial Love

I first saw the story of the Hoyt Team in 2000 while at kamp and trying to inspire the triathletes to give their all in our sprint triathalon the next day. The story made me cry then and it continues to make me cry now.

If I have ever thought I've sacrificed something for someone I love, I now have a new perspective. This is great love!

Modern Day Bug Zapper

If only I had known about these when I was in Montana! Then I wouldn't have had to scratch the skin off my arms and ankles.

Triathalon Update

It looks like I'll be a lone soldier sweating it out on the course up in Pleasant Prairie, Wisconsin. My former roommate and good friend, Melissa, has a broken wrist. She has to wear a cast past her elbow for 11 weeks. I'm sure she'll dazzle everyone as Matron of Honor at her sisters wedding in a few weeks. The poor thing showed up at my door last week sporting scraps, cuts and swollen joints. While running along the lakefront she was hit by a cyclist. She says it's her fault but she was probably just being nice. It's a dangerous world out there.

Thankfully one of my current roommates, Janell, is kind enough to attend the triathalon with me. As a former cheerleader, she'll be the best support anyone could ask for during a grueling race.

Only 10 days until the race and I'm not quite sure I'm prepared. I can swim (at least I did once this week), bike and run. But I'm not sure all three will fit together. That's what makes it a challenge! The thing that's challenging me the most at the moment is the wardrobe options! Do I just do the whole thing in my suit? Can I squeeze my running tights over my thighs while wet from the lake? Should I just swim in them? WHAT ARE MY NEEDS?! Well, I'm sure all those will be answered after the race. I'll just go with the flow and enjoy myself.

One thing I do need: Prayer! Please pray for me that I won't drown or crash or vomit. Thanks so much!

A Reason to Own Your Own Washer & Dryer

. . . opening up the front loading washing machine to find that the person who washed their clothes before you left their period panties. Yes, I did just say "period panties." Gagging? Exactly.

My Kind of Grocery Store

You may be asking yourself, "Katy has a grocery store that's actually 'her kind'? Well, isn't that a miracle!" Yes, yes it is a miracle. I've discovered the greatness of Peapod! With Peapod I can order my groceries online, search for items on sale and have them delivered directly to my kitchen! All of this can be mine without having to brave the crowds and the nasty produce section that a city grocery store has to offer. Peapod shops at local farmers markets to make sure I have the finest of produce! Hunkalicious men knock on my door and insist on carrying the heavy bags to my kitchen. This ultimate chivalry is mine for only $9.95. I loved it so much that I even cooked for friends on Saturday night. I mean, I actually had food to serve other people!

I'm a new woman!

Bathroom Talk

No mom, this isn't an entry about bathrooms, etc. According to my mom, Erin's and my conversation "always goes back to that." And she's partly right. So isn't it appropriate that I will be doing a show in September called Bathroom Talk? In case you're thinking, "Gee, I bet that Katy is really talented. I ought to drive up there and see her show," it's at midnight on Fridays. Ouch! Yes, it's a late one and it will hurt no one worse than me.

As far as I know, it's going to be a fully improvised show with an all female cast (a rarity). You know us women, we can never go to the bathroom alone. It's the only time we can get the dish and pick our wedgies at the same time.

Tour de Lakeshore Drive

I took my first ride on my new Trek 1600 today! I finally picked up my first ever road bike on Monday and hadn't been able to ride until this morning. With the excessive heat, torrential rains, friends' bike injuries and brokenhearts I was unable to ride. I also had extreme fear of riding with clipless pedals for the first time. I've heard stories of people falling over in traffic forgetting that their feet are clipped in. The man who helped me at the store told me that, "when, not if, you fall over it will probably be in front of a bunch of handsome men." Thanks. That really built some confidence in me. Speaking of confidence builders! Does anyone remember when I fell off my bike in the third grade after slipping on some pebbles turning a corner? And then I cracked my elbow and had to wear a cast during Jenny O'Connor's birthday pool party? Oh, I remember.

I looked pretty professional in my helmet, bike shoes and tight spandex padded pants that were so thin that you could see my crack if fully bent over. There's great freedom in speeding down the open path and comraderie when passing fellow cyclists. There's a nod and wink of appreciation during that brief encounter. This is a note for all runners (me included): Please run along the dirt path provided for pedestrians. This way I won't run you over and the dirt is better for your knees anyway.

Happy Trails!

Mentos Geiser

Are your kids bored this summer? Does your pantry only contain mentos and diet coke? Perfect! Who knew that science could be so fun!



Labcoats not included.

Super Connor

As you can tell I'm a very proud aunt. Don't let Connor's face fool you. He loves me and is by no means scared of me. In fact I make him laugh...hard! My favorite aspect of the reunion was getting to play with Connor morning, noon and night. He is such a happy kiddo! He recently discovered his feet and they are his favorite toy.

You can check out more pictures of his royal cuteness on SuperConnor.com.

Babies R'Us

It's been such a long time since we've talked! I know, I know. I've been away for a while. Have you missed me? Well I've missed you. That's a given.

The Lindsay Reunion 2006 was fantastic! I think this family laughs more than any family I know. We've also expanded quite a bit (and not just in our waist-lines). In 2003 we had 41 people attend. This year we had over 60 people at the reunion. The most noticeable difference was the amount of babies and kids! The Lindsays are fertile! I think there were around 13 this year compared to the five in 2003. Most of the kids were under the age of four. I can't imagine how many diapers were used during those seven days!

Thankfully I was not housed in the "kids house". Don't get me wrong, our house, the "single house" was a dump compared to the new construction of the "kids house". But I began to realize as the week moved forward that I had it good! God blesses us in ways we don't understand at first! At the beginning of the reunion you would have heard me say that I was going to adopt three babies by the next reunion so I could stay in the cool house. Now I'm purposely not getting married and having kids until after the 2009 reunion. It was birth control indeed!

Okay, before you think I'm a kid hater I have to say that I miss them (especially my nephew, Connor)! It was fun playing games, changing diapers (that one time) and trying to make them smile. They were precious! The dinners were much quicker and louder than in the past. Our awards ceremony night lasted an hour compared to the three hours in 2003. But who's comparing!??? It just shows the different adventures this family has taken. I love seeing the changes...mostly. I just kept thinking, "how did our parents handle the insanity when we were little." No doubt we were louder and more rambunctious.

I can't wait for 2009! Who knows where we'll be! We began a family blog that you can check out. It's probably boring unless you're a Lindsay. We just gush love for each other.

Family Reunion

It's time for the Lindsay Family Reunion! I'm headed to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina tomorrow for a week long reunion on the beach. No one in my family is from South Carolina but who wants to spend a week in Springfield, Illinois? Not I.

While family reunions do not lend themselves to great match making (spare me the jokes John), I can pretend I'm Phoebe Cates! Bridget Fonda is too out there and red haired girl is pinching pennies between her cheeks. I also don't want to be referenced as a synonym to the word "fat."




















Let's get one thing straight. Pudge is NOT pudgy whatsoever. Not a trace of cellulite or muffin top.

Miss me while I'm gone! I'll try to update while I'm away. Okay, if I'm going to be honest, I probably won't update because I'll be too busy sunning myself on the beach.

Animal Crackers

Here is a picture of a new born Rhino and her momma. She is just too cute!
















"Mommy, I want the puppy! "Honey, that's not a puppy." "I DON'T CARE!"

Also in the news...an Alligator with scales that spell out "God" was found by a man in Wisconsin.













Maybe my moles spell "God"

Acne Away!

I finally went to see the dermatologist today. My adult acne has almost arrived at the point of no return and that's just not acceptable. What happened to my youthful glowing skin? I turned 30.

I wrote on the clipboard documents that I came in for "adult acne" and for a "mole check." I have so many moles on my back that it looks like a constellation. There's probably some long desired key that could crack the toughest of secret codes just sitting on my back. Connect the dots...la la la. My moles are mainly on my back and a couple on my stomach. I figured I'd just lift the shirt and she'd take a gander. Nothing ever works that way for me.

The nurse stepped out just after asking me to put on a gown. "Take everything off but you can leave on your underwear." My first thought was, "Thank goodness I have on my cute underwear today!" followed by, "Why would they have me do that? I can easily lift up my shirt."

The doctor came in and I have acne that's probably inspired by hormones. No joke. Give me a doctors degree because I diagnosed that one A LONG TIME AGO!

Then came mole check time. They had my lay down on the examination table. She basically stripped that gown off and took that instrument they use to look into your ears to examine each. and. every. mole. Then came the "flip over." I pretended I was just sunning myself on the beach and that it's no big deal to have someone examine every nook and cranny. But again, I did have on my cute panties. That at least left me some dignity.



















Go get yourself a pair! On sale now at Nordstrom.

Good news, it's official: I have no moles on my butt. Bad news, I have to have three moles removed when I get home. Now that's going to really confuse someone who may try to crack the code.

If I Die...Mourn Me

'What" will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

So Good You'll Sweat

Last night was our performance of "The Resignation" in N.U.F.A.N's Seven Plays in Seven Days. We didn't necessarily have our complete seven days to put up the show. We had all of 3 days. We met twice and were on our way to a dynamite play. The performance went well. Every seat was filled and even a few people sat in the aisles. Becky and Greg had about 1,000 more lines than I did and I know that they got caught up a few times. But we had fun and most importantly, I SHINED as the waitress. I know that some agent out there was just nodding and mumbling to themself "that waitress was just fabulous. Her seven lines really stole the show...that part where she says 'I love you' three times, you could totally tell the difference in each utterance. Sign that girl up!" Oh, and I looked the part in a black pencil skirt and white button down.

The atmosphere proved to be the most interesting part of the night for me. Take the hottest day of the year in Chicago and add an un-airconditioned theater with a side of long sleeved costumes and you have yourself one sweaty mess. I felt like I was at camp dreaming about standing in the walk in freezer just to cool off. I could have served french fries to everyone courtesy of the oil build up on my face. We sat in the dark green room trying not to move too much for fear of pit stains. By the end, no one really cared. Even the audience was sweating.

Theater brings together all different kinds of people. Waiting for our play to go up allowed for prime people watching opportunities. Some people warmed up by sitting still with their eyes closed and meditating. Others practiced some form of Tai Chi to remain focused. A few drank oversized Old Styles while wearing cardboard costumes representing the World Trade Center. That's another thing, the costumes were interesting as well. We only had to wear suits or nice clothes in our play. One play had a man wearing an oversized heating blanket as a coat. All he had underneath was a shiny pair of white spandex pants leaving nothing to the imagination. Becky leaned over and said, "He's wearing boxers under those. You can tell because everything is crinkly." He turned his back to us and you could tell there were NO boxers. She followed up with, "...or maybe it's just crinkly. Ewwww."

Overall it was a fun experience and I hope to do more of it soon!

Cleavage

Friend: "Toe cleavage is all the new rage."

Me: "Now that's some cleavage I can deliver."

The Resignation

Last week I signed up for an audition that took place Monday night. I didn't know what it was about or what it was for honestly, but I wanted to test out my new monlogue. I hadn't auditioned with a monlogue in a while. Most of my auditions recently have been purely improvised or cold readings of sketches. I felt pretty confident with my monologue though I knew it still needed some work. At least I had it memorized. That's a plus!

I arrived early for the audition. I can't help myself. I'm always early to everything. I've really tried to work on being late so I won't have to wait for everyone, but it's not working too well. Since I was early, I was the first person to sign in. When you're the first person to sign in, you go first. I wasn't really nervous because I saw this more as an opportunity to work on my auditioning skills and my monologue more than anything. I walked down a dark hallway listening to the echo of my heels on a wooden floor. The hall opened up to a small theater with a few rows of chairs and a black stage. I peeked my head around the corner and they asked me to come in. They weren't quite ready so I made some lame comment about how bare the stage looked compared to the last show I had seen. Witty banter ensued between me and the directors sitting in the audience section. I gave my monologue and felt okay about it. I need to work on a few transitions but for the most part it wasn't bad. I was just glad that it was OVER!

I knew that if I were cast I would have received an email pretty quickly after the audition considering the show is this coming Monday. By Tuesday night I hadn't heard anything and counted the audition experience as another step in the right direction. Well yesterday I received a call! I had been cast in "The Resignation" by Daniel Scurek (an original work) and should hear from someone soon. Me? Cast? I can't believe it! My first audition and BAM! Maybe I dazzled them with my smile and cute sweater set after all!

By the time I arrived home from work I had received the script by email. While waiting for it to download I wondered what amazing part I would get too play! Would it be a large cast? A small cast? Would I get to slap someone or kiss someone? What did this manuscript hold for me and my future?!!!! Delightedly I scrolled down to the second page where it stated the cast: So and So as William, So and So as Mary, and finally, Katy Orender as......the Waitress! THE WHAT? The Waitress. For the love! I was a little crestfallen until I read the description: "Pretty but awkward, 22 years of age." I'm pretty and youthful! And I LOVE playing awkward! I guess my 30 years did NOT show. Maybe I could play a teenager in a show about high schoolers who live in Beverly Hills. Andrea Zuckerman did it, why can't I?!

Hair Removal Update

1. I shaved today and my legs are silky smooth. My armpits also emulate something...something that's hair-free.

2. Fangorn is slowly but surely disappearing. Laser Hair Removal is a gift from God. Hello Myrtle Beach! I'm ready for you!

3. My eyebrows no longer resemble those belonging to Josh Hartnett.















Josh, I know a woman who does wonders with the tweezers!

4. I still have the hair on my head despite repeated abuse with a straightner.

Midnight Snack

"Katy, don't you want anything to drink?"

"No, I'm trying not to drink during the week because I want to lose some weight."

"Oh, that's great. I wish I were more like that."

"Well, it just takes discipline," she says with a huge slice of deep dish cheese pizza near her lips.

And that's what we call regret at 4:00 a.m. the next morning.

Page Turners

One of my roommates declares the fact that she "loves to read." It may take her a year to get through a book but I have no doubt that she "loves to read." I, on the otherhand, LOOOOOVE to read and can polish off a few books a month. Sometimes I even look forward to riding the el so I can find out what happens next in my book. The el can mean 25 minutes of uninterrupted reading.

Here are some of my favorite books or just books I've read recently (no special order):

1. The Wonder Spot by Meredith Bank
2. Life of Pi by Yann Martel
3. Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
4. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
5. Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers
6. Mark of the Lion by Francine Rivers
7. The Queen's Fool by Phillipa Gregory
8. Experience the Wonders of God Through Prayer by E.M. Bounds
9. Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien
10. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
11. Daisy Fay and the Miracle Man by Fannie Flagg
12. Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean M. Auel
13. The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan
14. Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden
15. Sense & Sensability by Jane Austen
16. Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen
17. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
18. The Time Travelers Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
19. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
20. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd
21. I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith
22. Wicked by Gregory Maguire
23. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
24. The Ragamuffin Gospel by Brennan Manning
25. The Wounded Healer by Henri Nouwen
26. Dress Your Family in Courduroy and Denim by David Sedaris
27. The Robe by Lloyd C. Douglas
28. Exodus by Leon Uris
29. Hinds Feet on High Places by Hannah Hurnard
30. Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books by Azar Nafisi

These books are the first ones that come to mind. I'm sure I'll go home tonight and think, "Ugh! I should have added that one!" What are some of your favorite reads? Any suggestions?

Reunited...and it feeeeels so goooood...

Last night we, Rebirth, had our first show together since we graduated from Second City at the end of March. Before we went on I realized that I had not improvised since January. Yikes! That's a great thought to have before you go on stage and perform a 25 minute improv set. The small theater was packed with other performers, many with whom I've performed before. It was a little nerve wracking. I mean, my pride was on the line. And let's face it, I've got some pride, and I don't like it to be crushed.

Considering we didn't even rehearse we had a GREAT show! It was fun to be back out there again creating characters and stories out of nothing. It's an adrenaline pumping good time. After a rough first scene (which I knew would happen), we had a killer show. My favorite scene was when I played a suicidal teenager who suddenly had hope after a conversation with James. We were both goth-like students. My character gave her dad a framed picture of a dead mouse for Father's Day and a note that said, "Hey dad, this symbolizes our relationship." It's fun playing darker characters. I kind of grossed myself out with that part of the story, but it's what was true for the character. Us girls also played myspace obsessed cheerleaders. That probably would hit a little closer to home than the goth girl. All in all, it was a great show and my pride wasn't crushed, only further inflated. Okay, I'm going to brag for a second so bear with me. Umm, a girl walked up to me after the show and said, "You were so funny that I nearly peed in my pants. Seriously, so funny!" Now who doesn't love a comment like that? I'll take those any day!

I want to say a HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Ashley (technically it was yesterday). We went out and celebrated her birth last night. So glad she's alive and can be my friend!

The Devil Wears Prada

This movie caused me to sin. It did nothing to help my addiction to shoes, purses, accessories, clothing, shoes, jewelry and shoes. I am a clothes whore and I found myself lusting after everything Anne Hathaway wore in the movie. Not only that, but I found myself jealous that she got to wear those clothes! I sinned twice! "But Katy!" you say, "there were love interests in the movie! Didn't you notice?" Sure they were in the movie but who wants to look at someones five o'clock shadow over the Chanel couture? And Simon Baker, you're so cute, but your fuzzy caterpillar eyebrows made me squirm, not swoon.

If this movie doesn't make you want to shop and buy really expensive clothes that you can't afford, then I don't know if you are truly living.

UPDATE: Apparently you can buy their wardrobe off of ebay. And it's a good cause!

Montana

What's not to like about Montana? It's a practically perfect place. There are mountains, ski slopes, clear rivers, fly-fishing, hiking, biking and the sun doesn't set until 10pm...I could go on and on! Just like last year, my heart remains in Montana.

We continued our family tradition of fly-fishing over the July 4th weekend in Missoula. This year Patrick caught the largest fish, a 22 inch brown trout on the Blackfoot River. I caught a 20 inch Cut Throat on the Bitter Root but couldn't quite drag him all the way into the boat. It's such an exciting feeling. My dad fished in the front of the boat, WHICH WILL CHANGE NEXT YEAR! He kept catching all the fish and left me to stare at a floating handmade fly. But I did catch some rays, and let's be honest, that's all I really care about. Next time you see me please notice my perfectly tanned hands and my tanned feet that have various stripes due to wearing Chaco's.

This year I brought a little femininity to fishing. I found a really cute skirt that was made for women to wear while fishing. It's much better than those ugly shorts that are made for men and that women who have hips have no hope of wearing. I think it really helped me catch those fish and definitely helped with catching rays.

The rest of my family left to drive up to Glacier National Park for hiking and camping. I unfortunately had to come back to work. I asked my family to kidnap me. I was serious. Apparently they didn't see the pleading in my eyes.

Oh, and congratulations to my good friends, Chris and Marissa, on their wedding this past Monday!

I'm a Superstar!

Yesterday I competed in the JDRF Spin to Win at Daley Plaza. Teams of five riders rode the bike for eight minutes each. Eight minutes doesn't sound like a long time, BUT IT IS! It was a fun event and I got some extra cardio in.

Who would have thought that my first time on t.v. I would be struggling and sweaty?! Please click here to watch a clip from the NBC5 News. You can see me near the end smiling while my legs slowly make the rotations. I just want to say that I did work out that morning and I did spend the whole hour doing squats and lunges. Otherwise I would have looked like the Bally's rider at the end of the clip. You'll also notice that I'm not wearing spandex. Had I been wearing spandex like the Bally's guy I would have been super fast! Spandex makes everything better.

All in all, I learned that I need to start training on the bike for this triathalon.

Can You Say BOIL?

"Oh Piper, you're so cute! Isn't she just adorable? Angie, she totally has your big brown eyes. You should really think about having Piper model in catalogs and save up money for college."

Piper points to her chin. "That's right! Chin. It's your chin! Good!" Piper then points to my chin and places her pointer finger right on the enormous boil I have forming on my face. She looks at me with eyes that ask, "Wha happen?" "Can you say BOIL? It's a boil Piper. Say BOY-EE-ALL. On second thought, you're not as cute as I thought you were."

And there you have my wedding weekend in Minnesota! Actually, it was a wonderful weekend celebrating my cousin, Stacy, and her wedding to Taylor. Gor-jess! I loved that it took place in a beautiful old library. I snuck around and felt like I could have been in a Harry Potter movie. I also liked that she walked down the aisle to George Harrison's "Here Comes the Sun." Each table was given a name so you knew where you were sitting. I sat at the "Fitzgerald" table. I loved the idea because I enjoy reading the classics. I only have a few pages left of Charles Dickens' Great Expectations. Look how I brag! I know most of you read it in 8th grade but did you really appreciate it? I'm scared I'll turn into Miss Havisham.

We danced the night away and I'm pretty sure I had the best moves on the floor. I bet my moves would have been even more impressive had my corsette top dress not isolated my sugar bloatation and made my lower abs stick out. Such pain! How did women do it back in the day? No wonder they died so young.

I leave in a few days for Montana! I'm going fly fishing for three days with my brother, sister-in-law and dad. I LOVE it and can't wait to get out of the city! Last year I only saw one other woman fishing and that was on the last day. What does that say about me? It says that I'm a man's dream come true!...she says to herself. So miss me while I'm gone!

I'll post pictures from the wedding when I have a chance. You can see the boil in full effect.

Seconds Time's a Charm?

Last summer I signed up for the Pleasant Prairie Triathalon and let my $98 registration fee go to waste because I was too busy and having too much fun to even think about exercising! But this summer is different! I'm not busy and I refuse to have any fun this summer. Those are my summer rules. Instead, I'm going to eat cardboard and exercise to the point of serious dehydration. I'm going to sweat my pores clean and enjoy picking the blisters off my toes. I'll polish the skin where my toenails used to rest and I'll love every second of it! This is the summer of discipline! Whooooooooooo's with meeeeeeeeeeeeee!? *awkard moment* Anyone? Bueller? Yes Melissa, I see you in the back. It looks like it's just me and my old roommate. FANTASTIC!

I can't wait to squish my thighs into a wetsuit and pray to God that I can make it the .75 kilometers of the swim. Five years ago I completed my first sprint triathalon one hour after eating a burrito*. Surely this triathalon will be a better experience.

*burrito story: I was in charge of the women's triathlete specialty at K-Klassic Kamp. Basically it meant that I was a cheerleader who happen to exercise with the kampers daily. At the end of each term we held a sprint triathalon for all the triathlete kampers. According to Dan, the man, I was going to be cheering instead of competing. It wasn't until the burrito was on its way to a rough digestion that I was informed that I would be competing in less than an hours time.

NOTE: Kanakuk Kamps spells everything with a "k." It's not just my poor spelling.