Tuesday, January 17, 2017

A Song of Ice and Ice

 Two brothers.
Stand on a precipice. 
A wilderness of ice and snow before them.

They command the western wastelands of ice and snow. 

They last about 5 minutes before proclaiming that their fingers are frozen.

And we go to another park. 

Where the temperature is literally 20 degrees warmer. 

Weird. 

Utah is weird. 



Wednesday, November 16, 2016

New Shoes

Dan has been growing so fast! Look at these shoes!

Hahaha!

I crack myself up.

But seriously...

Remember when Dan rode his bike to church?


According to Google Maps--we live 1.2 miles from the church building. This is what he looked like after riding his bike those 1.2 miles.

On Monday, Dan was determined to walk home from school by himself. The thought of our little boy walking by himself petrified me! I want to allow him to be strong and independent--but he's so little!

Well, I determined he needed the chance to prove himself.

We live 1.4 miles away from the school.

This is what he looked like after walking the whole way by himself!


No tears. No sweat. Just a happy, tired kid.

(For those of you concerned... I checked on him 3 times during his walk to see if he wanted rescuing. And we won't be making this a habit because I do think he's too young. But every month or so, he can walk home by himself--with a cell phone in his back pack.)

I can't believe what a difference a year makes!

Monday, November 14, 2016

Family Recipes: Time for PIE!



From the Kitchen of Grandma Tommy Kirkpatrick! (shared by her great granddaughter Eve Garcia)



Lemon Meringue Pie

Preparation:
Slightly beat 3 egg yolks in a small bowl.

In a separate bowl—Lemon prep.
Grate 1 1/3 Tablespoons of lemon rind
4 Tablespoons of lemon juice.
Set aside.

In sauce pan:
Mix 1 ½ c sugar
1/3 c corn starch
Whisk together.
Gradually stir in 1 ½ c water.
Cook over moderate heat, stirring constantly, till thickens and starts to boil.
Boil for 1 minute—stirring constantly.
Slowly stir in ½ of the boiled mixture into the egg yolks. Pour back into pan on stove.
Boil 1 more minute—stirring constantly.

Remove from heat.
Beat until smooth.
Add 3 Tablespoons of butter.
Add lemon prep.
Stir until smooth.

Pour into 9 inch pieshell that’s already been baked.

Meringue-
4 egg whites into a clean bowl. The egg whites won’t rise if there is grease on the bowl or if there's any yolk in the mixture.
Mix egg whites and ¼ teaspoon of cream of tartar.
Gradually add 6 tablespoons of sugar.
Beat beat beat until the meringue rises.

Seal meringue on top of the pie.
Bake pie at 400 F for 8-10 minutes. Cool pie away from drafts. Let it sit for at least an hour before serving. The longer, the better.

Eat!



Fresh Peach Pie

1 cube of butter softened
½ c flour
1 c sugar
Cut together.
Sprinkle ½ of mixture on bottom of unbaked pie shell.
Cut up 3 large peaches to taste.
Sprinkle ½ of mixture over and around peaches.

Bake pie for about 1 hour at 350 F or 40 minutes for 400 F.

Eat!


Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Writing Exercise #2

I know a lot of introverted actors. It seems almost contradictory to outsiders--this idea that theatrical people would be introverted--but it's very often true.

I am often inspired by and delighted by the people I work with in the theatre, but I perform for the work, not for the people. Back stage, I am often found quiet and unsocial. I am focused on arranging costumes, props, and preparing myself for the show. When I go out onto the stage, I am bold, gregarious, and fully committed to a connection with the other actors and with the crowd. When I leave, I do my part to get things gathered and cleaned, and then I duck out.

Again, I don't hate people, but I do theatre because I love the work of the theatre. Perhaps it's the way the chaos is organized on the stage. There's a significance in my interactions and a magic in the focused connections.

The same people I shy away from at the show become lifelong friends to me outside of the work, more often than not. Theatre is a great way to discover the qualities of a person. Are they reliable? Do they listen? Can they focus on a problem? Are they a help or a hindrance?

Actors are playing themselves on the stage, just different versions of themselves. The faster an actor recognizes that, the faster they find truth in their portrayals and honesty in their own personal life. The best actors are able to float from beautiful to disgusting without flinching and find all the qualities in between, both on the stage and off the stage. They laugh loudly, tell horrible jokes, say all the wrong things, generally have horrible hygiene, and then roll out of bed and become gorgeous and articulate within a moment's notice.

And they are at peace with that because experience tells us that the best stories require imperfect characters. We float through life, comfortable with our imperfections because that's how we ensure that our story will be more interesting than the next. And the only thing an actor really can't stand is boredom.  On or off the stage.

Perhaps there's nothing more boring than talking just for the sake of talking.

At least that's the way it seems to be in theatre. And in real life for that matter.

I have to interject one thing about extroverts. I have no problem with them at all. They find human interaction energizing and inspiring. They are generally the types to come to the theatre to indulge the thoughtful whims of their introverted counterparts. My extroverted friends are my most supportive allies and I wish I was more like them as I grow to understand the important things in life.

 On a side note, I don't know that most people fall neatly into one category or another. But the words introvert and extrovert are convenient labels that help me to express myself.

Back to the boring talking stuff. I'm not bored talking to people. I'm bored when a person talks to me, but manages to say nothing during the conversation. Talking just to talk. Despite my general introversion, I feel energized when I participate in a conversation with a friend where ideas are exchanged and developed. I feel inspired when I hear their struggles and their hopes. I am awoken when the people I am talking with are open and honest.

And the best actors are always open and honest. Especially on the stage.

This has been Writing Exercise #2.