Bullying – Now A Prime Time Sport?



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A friend of mine recently posted a blog regarding the blatant bullying that has been on display in the reality show, Big Brother 19. I have posted commentary on Facebook regarding the bullying they’ve been showing and the complacency of the producers to allow such bullying. And though Big Brother 19 is the worst I’ve seen, bullying on reality shows isn’t anything new. Watch a Real Housewives season (any location) and I will put money on it that someone will act like a bully to someone else.

So why is it so much worse on Big Brother 19? I would say because it’s many people participating in the bullying or are encouraging the behavior. There are a few that are watching and doing nothing to stop it. The bullying is against two people who started out as the bullies in the house with their mean girl/boy attitudes. Now they’re the targets.

Some might say this is karma coming at them for their bad behavior at the beginning of the season. As bad as they were, they weren’t to this degree. Personally, if I was in that house, I would have gone to the producers and complained about it. But alas, that has not happened and the bullying continues.


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As I said, bullying in reality TV is nothing new. It seems we tune in to watch people be awful to each other on reality shows. Who can forget the table flipping antics of Teresa Guidice on Real Housewives of New Jersey? My husband watched some of that particular show with me one afternoon (I’m sure he forever regrets it too). He couldn’t believe how petty, bitchy and just plain mean the women were to each other. Hubby accompanied me to meet one of the housewives and her husband later that day at a local store. He asked the TV husband how he puts up with it. The TV husband just shook his head and said he has no idea.

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Then you have shows like Survivor who are a competition type but in extreme conditions. The bullying is not as obvious as in Big Brother, but it still exists. People create alliances and alienate and harass those who aren’t as strong/capable. It’s a jungle out there according to the players.

So are reality shows just a microscope on humanity? There’s good and there’s bad in life and when it’s put under a lens does it intensify? Is bullying an acceptable norm in the world? Our country elected one of the biggest reality TV bullies to be President. What does that say about us?



Prioritizing what is important in life is something we all do, either consciously or not. We do it in everyday decisions that reflect our priorities. Do we do what we promise we will? Do we check in with our family and friends? Do we do something for others? Do we focus on ourselves? How we respond to these questions gives us an idea of what our priorities in life may be. Of course, this is a quick list of questions that do not cover all things people may prioritize in their lives.

priorities-quote-about-family-2-picture-quote-1I was taught at a young age to know my priorities. Number 1 priority is family. My father, especially, repeated that to my brother and I our entire lives. He and my mother live(d) it and my childhood and through adulthood, it has been evident. My parents have always been there for us and for our extended family. I’ve not taken it for granted.

Priorities in OrderA common situation in which prioritization takes precedence is at work. We prioritize what needs to be done first versus what can wait a bit to be done. We prioritize who we respond tAs I said previously, what your priorities are says something about who you are and what is important to you. For almost everyone I know, their family and friends top that list of priorities. Typically, the second highest priority is our careers or supporting our families. Next may be taking care of others. Some would argue that we should prioritize ourselves over everything else. And that’s okay too, as long as you remember that without family and friends, who will be there to cheer you on through the good times and the bad?o first and who can wait for a response. We prioritize our goals at work.

get priorities straightPriorities also come into play with political agendas. Take what is going on currently. Our president has prioritized building a wall over meals on wheels for the elderly and poor. He has prioritized this wall over social security, which takes care of the elderly and disabled. He has prioritized “getting rid of those not like us” that is reminiscent of another dictator over the National Endowment for the Arts. In my opinion, the president’s priorities are not in the right order. But some may feel that taking care of our elderly, our disabled, our poor and the arts are a lower priority than building a wall to “keep out the criminals.” I hope those same people re-examine their priorities as one day they will be elderly, they may end up poor, and they could possibly become disabled. And one day they may wonder why there’s no longer a wonderful show called Sesame Street for their grandchildren to watch.

A government’s main priorities should be its family. A government’s family includes ALL of its constituents. Those people include the elderly, the disabled and the poor. When a government stops prioritizing the people it serves, it loses its focus. And as they said in Monuments Men, what are they fighting for if everything we create is gone? (I’m paraphrasing.)

The National Endowment for the Arts ensures that we have shows like Sesame Street. It provides funding for the plays our children have at school. It provides funding for community theaters. It provides funding for art schools to exist. These art schools are where people hone their artistic talent that entertains us and enriches our world. The National Endowment for the Arts provides scholarships for students. The NEA provides funding in so many aspects of our country’s daily life it would be an almost endless list.

new prioritiesSo, thanks to our president and his cronies, my priorities are shifting a bit. A new priority is to help fight their agenda tooth and nail. They will not take away from the poor, the elderly, the disabled. They will not take away the arts from my country. They will not make this a militarized zone where no one can think for themselves. They will not take away what makes this nation so great.

Make it a priority to do something positive for those who are being tossed aside. Donate your money, your time, and/or your talents to organizations that help those people our leaders want to throw away. Support your extended family – your fellow citizens. Support the arts in your community. Prove to our leaders that making these things a priority will not take away from anything, but it will make us better for doing so.








Musings and Observations

I’ve been taking a bit of a back seat lately regarding my activism and social media. It’s even been a while since I have posted a blog. Theatre business and rehearsals, work and errands have kept me too busy to focus on other things. Or so you would imagine.

Lately, I’ve been taking on an observer stance on a number of fronts. I will share some of my observations here, and some I will keep to myself.

  1. I honestly believe that the current administration is a bad reality TV show and we’re the unwilling/unwitting participants. I say this first and foremost due to what is going on with the EPA funding and the administration’s stance that climate change is not a reality. It’s 60°F outside – in early March – at 9:39 pm – in Delaware. It was around 70°F earlier today. Tomorrow it is forecasted to snow. That is not what the climate was like 10 years ago, never mind 20+ years ago. Climate change is SCIENTIFIC FACT that has been accepted worldwide. It is not some liberal conspiracy.
  2. I have noticed that people are more blatantly supporting local candidates strictly on political party and/or gender.  It seems the concept of researching all candidates to see which one is truly wanting to improve the local issues, no matter what political party or even what gender they are, is becoming passé. I have a hard time supporting a candidate blindly and refuse to do so.
  3. Women who have been doing an incredible job promoting and fighting for women’s rights can be downright rude and mean to other women. I have personally experienced another woman trying to shame me because I went to work on March 8. Actually, I saw a lot of women shaming others if they didn’t participate in the Women’s Strike. That’s not how it’s supposed to work. Women need to stop knocking each other down and be truly supportive of one another. How can we ask to be treated as equals by men, when our own sisters don’t treat each other as equals? Empowering each other by building up and supporting each other is how we rise.
  4. When given the opportunity, people will step up, volunteer, and make a difference. I’m not talking only about social issues, but within the theatre world, at my job, and in other situations. People want to feel needed and useful. Some of the best volunteers are our senior community. They have tons of experience and wonderful ideas. In addition, they typically have more time if they are retired.
  5. I need to always remember to let people know that I appreciate their help, advice, support and kindness. It feels good to let them know they’re appreciated and it feels good to hear it.
  6. I really miss having my dogs living with us. We’re unable to have them here for a few reasons and my best friend and her family are caring for them until our living situation changes. As much as I am glad they are loved and well taken care of, I miss them terribly and want to have them living with us again. There’s nothing like snuggling up with my pups, being greeted by wiggling pups who act like you’re the best thing ever, getting dog hugs and just feeling the comfort of having my dogs nearby.
  7. Wilmington, Delaware is incredibly riddled with crime. The 12th homicide happened last night in the section I live. Luckily is was several blocks away. We just have drug dealers, prostitutes and other crimes being committed on my block. (One of the several reasons my dogs don’t live with us.) I know a lot of people that try to say it’s not that bad. Yes, yes it is. I have a panic button at my job – at a church. How sad is that?
  8. I love my theatre involvement. I adore my theatre family. I feel truly blessed having Reedy Point Players and all of the people I’ve met through my involvement with them in my life. It is a lot of work at times, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I’m enjoying having the opportunity to be on stage in the upcoming production of Titanic: Tragedy & Trial. I’m excited for their upcoming Playwrighting Competition. And I’m looking forward to directing again in the fall.

So there are some of the observations and musings I’ve had lately. Take them for what they are – random thoughts. Now to go quiet my head listening to YouTube white noise video of an epic thunderstorm.

Feeling Happy…

Life these days has been hectic. All good types of hectic. Working full-time again is a great. Theater activity is high, which is wonderful for my creative side. Activism has been put on the back burner a bit – well maybe more of a side burner. Blogging about life and such has been going swimmingly. We have a grandchild on the way, which is the best blessing of all. I can honestly say that I am feeling happy lately.

Feeling happy…not something I have felt much over the past year or so. Sure, I’ve had moments of happiness. But to feel happy more often than not is somewhat foreign to me. I have been diagnosed with depression in the not so distant past, along with anxiety. Both are still lurking, but happiness is what I am focusing on.

Happiness is a choice. People will argue that point, but from what I have seen and experienced in life, my statement is true. When we wake up in the morning we have a choice – we can look forward to the day ahead or be miserable that it exists.

During our bout of homelessness, it was certainly a challenge to feel happy about much of anything. Certainly I smiled and laughed a number of times during that period, but I didn’t feel it. I lived the old adage of fake it until you make it.

Putting on a facade of happiness when you feel anything but is draining physically and emotionally. I would be exhausted after putting on the mask of happiness for any extended length of time. I would bet that a lot of people would say the same.

People find it interesting to hear me say that I am an introvert. Introverts can be social, we just have to ensure we have time where we aren’t interacting with anyone too. So how can I say having a hectic life is good? Because I have my down time also.

Like tonight, I have things to work do for the theater, but it’s on my computer in my home. Finalizing a show’s program, preparing an agenda and other items for tomorrow night’s board/member meeting all can be done by myself at my computer. My alone time.

I have always enjoyed my own company. Give me a night or weekend by myself and I am a happy woman. I will read, write, play games on my computer, watch a little TV and probably bake something.I may not talk to another person the entire time and I am perfectly okay with that.

The only time that can be an issue is when my depression is in full swing. Then I overthink everything. It can also set off an anxiety attack. So I have to use my coping skills, and sometimes medication, to keep me from getting derailed.

Yet even when my depression is trying to take over, I try to find some bits of happiness. I will appreciate the weather, interacting with my dogs, reading a good book, enjoying a nice meal – well you get the idea. It’s the little things in life, as much if not more than the bigger things that can keep happiness your focus.


Oh My! I’m going to be a Grandmother!

Today my stepson’s fiance publicly announced that they’re expecting a bundle of joy in August. I’m going to be a grandmother at the age of 48. Holy cow!

Needless to say the first thing one does when we get this news is start looking at baby items online to buy. The other thing we do is figure out what we want the little one to call us. Grandma, Grandpa, MomMom, PopPop, Grammy, Grampy, etc. Then you have the more interesting names such as Glamma (popular with the reality TV set) and Goddess (one that is used by some celebrities).

I knew I didn’t want to be called MomMom or Grandma or Grammy. My husband knew right away he wanted to be called Pop. Not PopPop, just Pop. Okay, but what do I want to be called by my grandchildren? Enter Google search for grandparent names.

I checked out the traditional, the hipster (shudder), the non-traditional grandparent names. One name that stood out to me was under “traditional” for grandmothers – Nini. Interestingly, this is what I was called as a young child by family. How perfect is that?

So, Nini it will be. I can relate to it. I am comfortable with it. And I won’t sound old being called it. Also, it will be easy for the baby to say as he/she learns to talk.

Nini and Pop. I like it.Now the baby just has to arrive!

Becoming Molly & Emily

In community theater, we don many hats – actor, director, tech, stage manager, costumer, set builder – you get the point. You are a Jack/Jane of all trades and you like it. One of the most common issues when putting on a larger show in community theater is the need to double cast your actors to cover all of the roles. Needless to say, this can be tricky at times to ensure you haven’t double cast an actor for 2 roles that are on stage simultaneously at any point.

I am in the upcoming Reedy Point Players production of Pat Cook’s play Titanic: Tragedy & Trial. The director of the show is a veteran actress/director and has directed the first act of this show as a one-act play previously. So, she knows what she’s doing. This is helpful when you have approximately 30 actors and a potential for 60+ roles in a show.

Our director asked at the time of auditions if we, as actors, would be willing to take on more than one role, should the need arise. I, of course, said certainly, as did most others. The role I really wanted was that of Maggie “Molly” Brown, though I knew in this production it was a smaller role. I really admired this person and wanted the chance to portray her, no matter the size of the role. Our director had the foresight to offer me said role and I accepted – doing a happy dance.

A little later on I was also offered the role of Emily Ryerson. Again, I was happy to take on another role. It seemed I had a little research to do now so I could portray both women accurately, even if their time on stage was brief.

This is the first show in which I will be portraying “real” people – those who lived and breathed, not ones created from a playwright’s imagination. I want to be certain that I know the women I will become for a brief moment in time. So, I headed to Google.


First up, Mrs. Margaret “Maggie” Brown was put into the Google search engine. This charismatic trail blazer of women’s rights and philanthropy has quite a bit about her on the web. There were a number of factoids I never knew. She ran for the Colorado state senate around the turn of the 20th century – something unheard of – especially since women didn’t have the right to vote yet. Maggie Brown was not referred to as Molly until after the Titanic sinking when a reporter gave her the moniker “the unsinkable Molly Brown” in a story highlighting her heroism during the Titanic tragedy. She was an avid activist, philanthropist, suffragette and in her later life an actress. Pretty amazing woman.


Next, I searched for information on Mrs. Emily Ryerson. Nowhere near as much information on this dear lady. She was my age at the time of that fateful voyage, from Haverford, Pennsylvania. Emily Ryerson, her husband, their three children and two servants were first-class passengers on the Titanic. Mr. Ryerson helped to load lifeboats, but unfortunately he did not survive the sinking. Emily, her children and servants were on lifeboat #4 and all survived. She provided an affidavit regarding the events surrounding the Titanic’s sinking to the senate hearings that took place in May 1912. Mrs. Ryerson eventually remarried another wealthy man and lived a long life. The only other information was some society column mentions.

The easiest way to distinguish the women when portraying them is their accents and their demeanor. Molly Brown was a larger than life character with a southern/midwestern accent. Emily Ryerson was a true society lady with the clipped accent of the upper crust of Philadelphia’s Main Line. Luckily I know both types of women and at times I am both in my own life.

Some would think it’s over the top to research these women when the roles are minor, relatively speaking. My thinking is that old adage – there are no small roles, just small actors. I’m excited for this production and want to give it my best.

When you care about what you do, you do your best, no matter the task.






Living a Busy Life

Those of us who are busy people don’t realize how busy we are until we think about it – which we don’t very often. Busy people just do. We don’t think about it, we just do what we obligated ourselves to do. Those who are not busy people cannot imagine how we do all that we do. (That’s a lot of do’s!)

I call my activities obligations because I committed to them, not because I don’t thoroughly enjoy doing these things. The word obligation has such a negative connotation, such as I’m obligated to clean my house, instead of the reality that it is something you said you would do and therefore you do it. I digress.

I’ll give you a sample list of my commitments: going to work full-time (yay – love this job!), on the board of directors for our theater (actually the executive committee so more of a time commitment), one of the actors in an upcoming production, helping out with whatever I can on the current production, my activism, taking care of the house, taking care of my husband (he’s disabled so I have a bit more than others to do), and squeezing in time for friends and family. Doesn’t seem like an unmanageable amount and it isn’t.

A snapshot of a regular week:

  • Sunday – housework, theater stuff (rehearsals/meetings/or both), activism meetings
  • Monday – work during day, rehearsals or meetings at night possibly or I may have a night home, run errands, activism work
  • Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday – work during day; rehearsals or meetings or working on theater things from home, run errands, activism work
  • Friday – work during day, possibly go out with friends, run errands
  • Saturday – housework, theater stuff, errands, possible visit with friends/family

You get the picture…

I am not complaining about my life at all. I love what I’m doing and with whom I do these things. I enjoy being busy most of the time. Of course we all need down time to recharge our batteries. When I’m in that mode I either watch TV/movies or read.

Speaking of reading, I actually read almost every night before bed. It relaxes my mind so it’s not racing from the day’s activities. I focus so clearly on what I am reading that everything else falls away.

Reading isn’t the only thing that helps keep my mind at ease. Blogging is a great way for me to get my focus for the day. I tend to write my blogs early in the day when my mind is gearing up for the day’s activities. I love to write and it gives me a pleasant way to start my day.

So, as I gear up for today’s 8 hours of theater obligations, I sit here and write about my busy life. I feel blessed for having the ability to not only write about it, but to live it.

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New Chapters

When one reads a book, the beginning of a new chapter is something designating a new scene or viewpoint. In life, when one refers to a new chapter, it’s typically the start of some new thing such as a job, living situation, relationship, etc.

For me, I have had a few life changes that would be a reason to refer to this time in my life as a new chapter. In November we found a new home. This month, I have started a new job. Two major life changes that signify a new beginning.

A new chapter in life is like having a clean slate. This concept has been sitting on my mind a lot lately. What does the idea of a “clean slate” mean? Does it mean everything else that was going on in your life and around you suddenly change too? No, of course not. Aspects – most of them in reality – of our lives don’t change when a new chapter in our life begins. Just like in a novel, the story lines are continuing, there’s simply a new twist/turn/aspect thrown into the mix.

For me, this new chapter of my life is a positive one. But last year, when we became homeless, that chapter was not so great. At times it downright sucked. There were positive parts – amazing support from friends and family, strangers being kind and helpful, a weeding out of those who weren’t so supportive and caring.

The hope that comes when a new chapter in our lives occurs is what keeps us going, no matter the tone of that chapter. Hope is what gives us all a coping mechanism when life takes a hard turn. Hope is what keeps us up when life is on the upswing. Hope is likely what helped turn your life to the positive.

There are a number of people who are scared to have hope. But somehow, we all seek hope out. We look for something to hold onto that will propel us forward. To keep some light peeking through the dark times. Hope provides the handle and the flashlight.

Hope is the constant in the book of life. It is the catalyst of many new chapters within that book. It is what keeps us writing our book of life when the chapters are bleak. Hope is our savior.

Find the hope in each new chapter of your life.

Hello, I’m Your Director…

I had the privilege of having my directorial debut at Reedy Point Players in December 2015 with the play Little Women. I had always wanted to direct, but the opportunity didn’t arise until 2015. I had submitted the play with me as director to Reedy Point early in 2015 for the 2015-2016 season. I was thrilled when I was told it was approved.

In September of 2015 I held auditions in a room at the Delaware City  Library. I had a decent turnout – including a few new faces. The three young women who were new to Reedy Point auditioned for roles as the March sisters. One had never performed, ever. One had primarily done school productions (given the school district they were top of the line productions). And the third had a full acting resume. They didn’t know each other prior to the auditions. Yet when the three of them read for me, the chemistry was perfect. Their audition gave me that special feeling of wow this is going to be amazing!

The cast came together nicely, with only one casting change a couple of weeks into rehearsals. One of my cast members, though she definitely had experience, struggled to capture what I asked of her for the character. This young woman was challenging at times, but I enjoyed the challenge. Her considerable talent was still raw and just needed guidance. I knew I could get it out of her if I was persistent yet patient. Demanding, sure, but understanding on how to demand the performance I wanted. I believe I became a better director because of her.

The young woman who had no experience had such natural talent and easy way about her, directing her was a cake walk. As was directing the young woman with the school performance background. My fourth March sister was a veteran of this theatre and was so determined to give me her best and it showed. When it came to show time, my cast did me proud. They gave outstanding performances each show. When Beth March died, I did cry a bit. (It was the mission of that actor to ensure I cried each time she died on stage.) The audience laughed, cried and felt every emotion the actors portrayed. It was the optimal debut for a director.

LitSo, why am I sharing this now? Well tonight I had the pleasure of seeing one of my March sisters perform at Chapel Street Playhouse in The Diary of Anne Frank. Oh she has grown as an actress! I received the best compliment a director could receive from a very seasoned actor – I am one of her favorite directors.

I am hoping to direct again next season at Reedy Point Players. This time a show a little different from Little Women, to push me as a director. I look forward to that next time when I can say “Hello, I’m your director…”

Healing Old Emotional Wounds

Yesterday, I posted a difficult story about myself. Yesterday is when I finally started to allow myself to heal from that emotional wound. It took almost 20 years before I allowed myself to start healing.

How many of us hold onto old emotional wounds like a tattered blanket around us? We beat ourselves up for choices we made, choices other people have made that affect us, and other outside forces that wound us emotionally.

When do we know that it’s time to throw that worn out, self-loathing blanket of emotional wounds? For me it was yesterday – 19 years, 8 months later. For you it could take a lot less time or perhaps never. It’s up to us to decide for ourselves.

Most people will say, and I did too – don’t judge me on my past mistakes. This is very true, but do we practice it for ourselves? How many times do we continue to replay events or conversations in our heads with judgement a key factor? How often do we berate ourselves for not doing something or doing something differently to change an outcome?

We are human, therefore we are fallible. We make mistakes, we make hard decisions, we choose to do or not do things that we regret later. As a human, we hopefully learn from these things and grow into a better version of ourselves.

How do we grow and better our lives? Sometimes it is as “simple” as speaking about something we did or had done to us to someone. Though, to be honest it’s never simple. I chose to finally share my story publicly. This decision was simple yet difficult for me, but I knew in my heart it was the right thing to do and the right time to do it. And yes, I shed tears when I shared at the rally and when writing my blog. I cried a bit then and will most likely shed more as the healing process continues.

Others, it may be talking about it to a therapist or counselor. This is a great way to handle old emotional wounds as you have someone who can guide you through acceptance of what was and moving forward toward a more whole version of yourself. It’s a safe environment where you can feel comfortable sharing your innermost thoughts. I highly encourage and recommend therapy as needed.

Another way is to join a support group. For those who are the children, adult children, significant others, family members, etc. of addicts, Al-Anon is a fantastic organization to help them. There are so many support groups out there, just do a Google search and you’ll find plenty in your area. Support groups can also be found on Facebook, which can be helpful.

Emotional wounds are the hardest to heal. They affect us on every level, a lot of times without us realizing it. They hamper our emotional and spiritual growth. They eat away at self-esteem, self-worth and self-love. Emotional wounds can sometimes never be healed because they are too painful. These wounds become part of our every day existence and it can seem you will unravel if you strip them away.

The benefit for attacking the issues at the core of the emotional wounds is a sense of freedom. Emotional wounds can feel like a prison, but when you address these wounds and begin confronting them it feels like a key unlocked that prison. It takes time to walk through that door and put it behind you, so realize healing is a process and takes time.

The healing from an emotional wound or from several can take a very long time. Perhaps we never stop healing from it. Like grief, it can sneak up on you when you least expect it. Some random thing will trigger the tears, the emotions. That’s okay. It’s part of the process.

We’re allowed to cry. We’re allowed to be angry. We’re allowed to feel sad. We’re also allowed to smile, to laugh and to feel joy. Most importantly we are allowed to love and be loved.