Wednesday, March 26, 2008
OK- so here's my tale of WHOA! We have a buyer for our house. They did an inspection even though we had an inspector come through in October and we fixed what he told us to fix. The buyer's inspector said we had carpenter bees in the deck, a high radon level and a failed septic system that needs to be replaced. We got a real insect guy out to certify that the bees were not active and I plugged up the holes. The guy who put in the radon mitigation system when we moved in three years ago has come three times to fix the problem and will be back AGAIN!!! on April 7 to try one more time. The perc test to find a suitable spot for a new drain field for the septic system failed and will be re-done on April 1&2. If that one fails we need to put in a $25K sand-mound system instead of the regular ($8000) drain field. All this while we've been driving all over Phoenixville to see 25 houses that we don't want to buy but they looked OK on realtor.com.
Yeah- we've been a bit busy lately.
OK- enough of the bitching!
So- does anyone else remember the party at Catherine and Michelle's when we found the load of dirty dishes in the shower? For some odd reason that memory jumped out of my brain recently and was a bright spot in my day. I've had many days when I wished I could do the same thing.
If I ever get moved and settled, I promise to dig through the pictures and scan some in to share.
Happy Springtime to all! Stay healthy.
Okay, that's enough for now. I promise not to be away for so long again. I hope to see some of you this spring (YEA SPRING!!!!) and/or summer.
Welcome to Bil and Jesse! Post soon, you guys.
The Photobucket slide shows indicate that Bob, Chris, Eric and Lisa have been back to Shippensburg recently. Here's what happened my last visit there. The funny part is it was such a busy weekend that there wasn't time to take pictures (I hear you booing)!!
2007 marked the 50th anniversary of the university's student newspaper and radio station and all the Comm./Journ. alumni got invited to campus to celebrate in April. A radio station is a curious thing to start up at a teacher's college, which is what the school was back in 1957.
Besides going back on the air again for an hour (and sharing a story from the "Grease" strike party from 1991), there was an informative campus tour. I took such a long look at the Luhrs Center that the tour group moved on without me and I had to go back to the CUB and join the next tour.
At first I had an attack of angst because we deserved a stage like that back in the day. But then, after talking with some of the current "Slate" writers during panel discussions, I realized there's a sad disconnect between the Center and the student body. Events held there are too pricey for student budgets and are mostly geared toward Harrisburg and its Western Shore.
WSYC's alumni advisor (not a grad assistant, but an alumni advisor!), Trevor Stottlemeyer, asked me to be on a "music directors" panel, which turned out to be even more fun than I expected.
Another pleasant surprise was how cool the alumni from the '70s were.
At the banquet Steve McGinnis, who some of you remember, was supposed to talk about the station in the '90s. There was a speaker for every decade. A death in Steve's family cut his campus visit short, and I was asked RIGHT BEFORE DINNER to take his place. I had to piece together some memories while I was eating and prayed I didn't look too unprepared in front of a whole Reisner Hall roomful of alumni, students, faculty and the new university president.
I opened with: "Full disclosure, here, I was only asked to speak a few minutes before dinner. So my remarks aren't going to be as prepared as the others'." I had the room in the palm of my hand from the get-go.
Got quite a few compliments, including from some students :-O, saying mine was the best address of the night. Some expressed disbelief that I agreed to speak last minute. Hah! compared to that Alpha Psi Omega induction (ugh), this was nothing.
At an after party at the bar at the Shippen Place Hotel (with the G-Man gone, that's the upscale hangout) some of the alumni said I should become a professor. I briefly looked into it until reality set in that I'm a single father working full-time with no time or money to be investing in a master's program.
I felt like a million bucks that weekend though! Especially when one recent graduate said to Trevor at the after party: "Do you think we'll ever have anything like the '90s (in college radio) again?" He was talking about the music, of course. But I always felt that there was something very special about being in Shippensburg at that particular place and time.
Last April, it was as if God was giving me a big hug and saying: "You're okay, really."
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
WHY THE SEQUEL IS BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL:
*A tenor saxophone player, Brian Jr. has been named to his school district's elementary honors band two years in a row.
*He's been in three community theater productions (something I've never done). Jr. was the youngest kid in the poignant ensemble piece "Round the World and Back Again" by Stephen Murray. He got a good size lead in the children's show "Darius the Dragon" by Eleanor Harder. Most recently, he played his sax as a member of the boys band at the finale of "The Music Man."
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
I am posting this on Sunday, but I know that you all wait until you are at 'work' to check the blog anyway. Here's our own Billy-Bob. Bil, are you out there somewhere? Dr. Bob got a new computer and hasn't been able to find the blog address, but if he isn't too busy intimidating underclassmen, maybe he'll have time to post now.
Monday, March 10, 2008
The most grown up I ever felt was when David & I bought our couch, never mind the buying a house or having a kid. Somehow not having a couch we picked up off the curb or handed down from a dead great aunt became equivalent to adulthood.
I feel that way too. Cheryl and I bought a couch about three years ago. And it's so odd because we already owned a house. But that was the first piece of furniture that made me feel grown up.
It wasn't mine from when I was a little girl or handed down from my grandmother or bought second hand. We went to the furniture store and picked it out and picked out the rose print and ordered it. That was so weird and I felt too young and insecure to be buying a couch.
So my question is this: What was your first piece of grown up furniture?
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
I really can't express how overwhelmed I am to find to this site and to reconnect with you all.
Many thanks to Bing for sending me the link!! Evidently it was in the alumni magazine but I didn't see it... usually I read it and look for news of all of you (and am disappointed) but this is so exciting. It's a window to part of my life I thought I had lost forever. I regret not keeping in touch with anyone.
Anyway, I am Leslie, was at Ship from 88-92, and might have been better known as Bing's Girlfriend. I was actually introduced that way at least once. Since I've graduated I actually moved CLOSER to Ship, I live in Chambersburg now. We have owned a house here since 99. I have a boring, stressful office job, a beautiful girlfriend, and two wonderful cats. I am very active in my church. I am also very ready for Spring. I hate winter, and can't wait to work in my flower beds.
I still love to read and am a Harry Potter fanatic. I wish I had stayed active in theater but I don't have time for it now, except as an audience member.
I love you all and I miss you. This still doesn't seem real to me. Are you really there? Also I don't feel very grown up yet.... can't believe it's been that long since college.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
when all through the house
all the Groff’s were quite stressed out
and starting to grouse
Our stockings were hung
on the railing with care
and we prayed that a tree
soon would be there (What, no tree
with a week to go!)
We sat to reflect
on a year filled with strife
and count our good blessings
as husband and wife
We were blessed with good news
at the end of ‘06
a baby was coming
and starting to kick
By week sixteen
the doctors soon found
an incompetent cervix
left me lying around
After a few weeks of bed rest
with a toddler in toe,
we got the crazy news,
“To the hospital I go”
I was ten days in there,
for the cervix was thinning
and the doctors were sure
that the baby was coming (At the end of week 27!)
After ten weeks of bed rest,
the green light was given
to do what I wanted,
Thank goodness! Thank heaven!
On June 22nd,
two thousand seven,
Xavier Lucas was born
weighing 7 pounds, 7 (After all that he was full term at 38 weeks- and HEALTHY!)
Our family felt complete
we were starting to grow
until off of a chair
Isabella did go (July 17, 2007- Xavier was
3 weeks old)
A broken femur they said
and they cast her right up
from her ribs to her toes
Man, what crummy luck!
Alan working from home
since Bella needed a new position
every two hours or so
Once out of the cast,
with a little P.T.
she started to walk
by about week three
Through all of this craziness
we still feel so blessed
to have baby Xavier
completing our nest
What a great baby
he turned out to be
smiling and giggling
unless he’s hungry
As for Bella she’s young (3 ys.)
and is doing quite well
she bounced back so nicely
you really can’t tell
She’s running and jumping
hopping up and down…
she’s skipping and spinning
nothing slowing her down
She loves her new brother
least that’s what she says
and he thinks she’s the best thing
since sliced bread
As Alan and I
reflect on the year
we know a, “new normal”
soon will be here
Things have been crazy,
ourselves put aside
we are both holding on
for the rest of this ride
Alan started P.T.
to deal with his stress
to relieve the sharp pains
in his back and his neck
As for me I turned 40
and really can’t whine
I’m hoping it’s better
than old 39
So to those of you out there
thinking we dropped out of sight
now you know why,
things just haven’t been right
We thank God for our blessings,
our family and friends
who pitched in and got us
on our feet once again
I shudder to think
what would have happened this year
without these good people
who covered our rears
Their kindness is something
that should be rewarded
We hope that someday
we can pay it forward
was a bit of a miss
but the blessings we have
made every minute worth it
we look forward, my friends,
and hope our crazy luck
will come to an end
I will end with this wish,
and some hope from us all
for good health, happiness
and love most of all
From our family to yours
we wish you the best
May good fortune smile upon you
and may you be blessed
Love and Hugs,
Sheri, Alan, Isabella, and Xavier
(I told you it was long...)
In 1989 Doran made a film in which he cast Ray Cromer and me as two friends who make a suicide pact. But then they back out at the last second. Wish I remembered what it was called.
There was a semi-private screening in Dauphin Humanities Center, but beyond that ...
What the heck ever happened to that little gem of video? I haven't thought about it in forever, and I'd kinda like to see it again, especially because I can't remember who else was in it.
I remember shooting this one scene at the Myers homestead up Chambersburg way. Doran's old bedroom had been decorated entirely in ducks. It was so over the top! I also remember tasting my first glass of farm-fresh, raw, unhomogenized, unpasteurized milk that day. Organic farmers will tell you that's the way it oughta be. This stuff sticks in my mind so much because it was a rare glimpse into the inner sanctum of this mysterious hipster. And he didn't seem at all self-conscious about it, which made him ever cooler.
Oh wow! I also recall listening to Patsy Cline riding in Catherine's car on the way there. Or was it the way back? There was something about the melancholy in Patsy's voice and the early spring dusk on Route 11.
Little did I know I would end up living in Patsy's hometown of Winchester, Va. in the mid-90s.
Come to think of it, I was in Winchester the last time I talked to Doran. He sent me a bunch of L.A. music scene mags. "Strobe" the publication was called. He was also promoting the debut album of The Geraldine Fibbers, this female alternative rock band that had a fiddler. His timing was good because I had just created a new music show at Froggy 99, which was leaning away from top 40 and toward alternative rock.
Speaking of movies, although I haven't acted in anything in forever, I did make a memorable appearance as an extra in an indie film called "A Halfway House Christmas" in 2005. I'm in a bar scene sitting right next to the star of the picture, Robert Romanus, which you children of the '80s remember best as Damone from "Fast Times at Ridgemont High," and I give this quizzical look as he puts a cigarette out in his beer. Film maker Eric Moyer was no dummy. He knew getting his film some local press would be a lock if he stroked the ego of the reporter. Bobcat Goldthwait did some narration in it as well. "Halfway House" still has a link at www.ericmoyer.com.
Alan showing off an injury (or is he saying something else?)
Alan and the happy crew of Apple Tree.
I also felt bad that Bing had computer issues and couldn't post current pictures. So this one is for Bing, Alan and also Ellen who just started posting. Alan is center stage with a kid on his head, Bing is laying down on the far right and Ellen is just left of Center, along with many other happy Masquers!
The Oliver Cast.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
yes she is drooling, just like her Mommy.
Also, here's a pic of my cat, Daisy, with her favorite Christmas gift.
Here's everyone happy in line at the National Gallery of Art cafe, except for Constance who needs her coffee now!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Here's the cliff notes of the last 18 years:
Moved to the Kansas City metro in 1990; Started working for KC's electricity monopoly in 1991; spent about 4 years in the now disbanded "Renegade Theater Company" in Lawrence KS, doing sketch comedy shows & original dramas, had a blast; then had a baby, and the acting came to a screeching halt. Tristan is now 12, and was a good trade for my acting hobby. Finally realized that husband #1 was a narcissistic control freak, and moved on to greener pastures in 1997. Met wonderful Jack, my friendly neighborhood pharmacist in 1999, and we got married in 2000. My job at KCPL evolved into a dream of event planning, internal employee communications, and even skit writing & production. Skits? In a stodgy utility? It was a good gig, but when Quinn was born in 2003, I fell out of love with my job. In 2004 I quit earning a paycheck, and now I work for the Mighty Quinn.
I have so enjoyed reading this blog, and seeing pictures of all these familiar faces. I'm stunned how gently you have all aged! I've thought of you all over the years, and it's so nice even to see your names again. Takes me back to the fun SU days....oh so long ago!
Jack, me, Tristan & Quinn at SeaWorld in January '08. This was their birthday trip; Tristan turning 12, Quinn turning 5.
Tristan with Sophie, our 105 lb. Rottie (lap dog). Quinn with his best friend Izzy, our chubby kitty.
More tales of of my domestic endeavors & adventures in Oz will hopefully follow....when the call of duty allows me to take a break!
Until later, your truly from the Kansas suburbs,