He better SANG.

2012 in pictures...

It started with the greatest day (and party, and dress) of my life. That's Mr. and Mrs. Black, to you

Then it was off to Stratford (moving day weather could only be described as "BALLS". Playing Ms. Lucy Van Pelt, my Stratford Festival Debut.

My amazing dressing table. Yes, actors really do get those super cliche strip club lightbulbs.

My Charlie Brown mates.

My birthday surprise for Robin.

Summer days off in a nutshell. Nothing is better than a Kensington patio on a day off.

My favorite half-chocolate snack, Katrina "I'm such a cool Bitch" Reynolds.

School of Rock Reunion at the Ex.

Me and the Exhibition's 26th anniversary, yo.

Scary Ostrich.

Me and Scott eagerly awaiting her Madgesty in Ottawa.

MDNA

I FINALLY got to see Robin play live with his band, Robin Black and the Intergalactic Rock Stars.

Somehow, I scored a sweet spot just below Plummer. Stratford Festival Company 60th Season.

My best friend Tristan has a nine hundred degree black belt and opened his own dojo. I'm like a proud mama. He's KILLIN IT.

I played a man for the first time. It was the easiest pre-show prep ever. and peeing was a cinch. That's a big deal for us theatre chicks.

The men (?) of Talk is Free Theatre's Guys and Dolls.

Me and Mexican Spider Man.

Ending a year living apart with some Sun, Tequila, and Tequila.

His bathing suit, RIGHT?! Daffy's in NY, one of my favorite shopping finds ever.

Our final trip, ending the year in a Vegas desert with the Parents Peck. Aren't they cute?

My first trip to a desert. 

So, my year was colorful. It was a long one, living in Stratford and trying to get back to Toronto whenever I can. But it had some bitchin times with even more bitchin people. I love you all, you friends who made my year exciting and awesome. Except for those bad episodes of SMASH, those sucked. 

xoxxx

erica

New Years

I'm starting this post in SUCH a different place than I was last year. Like, last year I had money. This year, I have no dollars. Last year, I had a full year of good work lined up. This year, I got nada. This might sound bad, but NO WAY, JOSE!!!

I'm living at home with Robin (we are also past that initial 'We've-lived-in-different-places-for-a-year-now-we-are-crammed-in-this-apartment-and-I-might-kill-you' phase) and it's AWESOME. I go to movies, see my friends and occasionally even stay in bed. Which is a blessing, cuz I've got some freeky-deeky allergy that no one can figure out and it makes me take medicine that leaves me SLEEPY.

Now, this Resolution thingy. I don't really like the term, so let's call these small promises "things that will make my year awesome". That sounds like less of a punishment. The one thing that really grinds my gears lately is that last year, I was KILLING it at the gym and in my kitchen. After a december that included Mexico, Montreal and Vegas (Buffets featuring mac and cheese? BUT OF COURSE!)
my diet flew out the window. I've got a pretty big opportunity coming up in March, and this allergy is probably diet-related so there's really no excuse to be a fattycakes. The reality is i'm just one of those people who has to "watch it" and that's okay. Because I really do feel better when I'm in the healthy groove. Really. Especially when MY version of a healthy groove allows for a few sugar-free cocktails.

I've always hated running. Elementary school Gym class consisted mostly of Soccer, which meant all the bosnian kids playing soccer and me running hopelessly back and forth. In the sun. Never touched the ball. Sucked. So, my aversion to running has always kinda been there. BUT, I kind of want to do one of these run-thingies. Like, pinnies and everyone acting like they've solved world peace just because they crossed some tapey line somewhere on a closed street. (Drivers hate you all, by the way). But still, I wanna do one. All by myself. Maybe just because if I really hate doing something so much, and it really feels SO hard and SO long every time I have to do it, and I make it happen anyways i'll feel a super-accomplishment. And then, when I dread things afterwards, I can just make that my point of reference and nothing will feel that hard or impossible again. So i'm tossin that around in my old noodle again.

I've gotta do some work on WILDTHING, it's been going pretty slow lately and that's my fault.


More for myself than anyone who (Does anyone?) reads this, I want to write out the three things i'm most proud of accomplishing last year.

*Got my butt KICKED out at Stratford, and pushed harder than I ever have to make my Strats debut in "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown"
*Made $7000 re-selling vintage and designer pieces on Ebay and Etsy. (Hitting my goal!)
*Had my first BOOTH! at the CAFTCAD movie and Wardrobe sale here in Toronto, hoping just to make my $140.00 booth and rental fee back. I made $800 in ONE DAY! That same day, I made my biggest sale ever on Etsy, a single FABULOUS dress for $250.


I 'm not sure what my blog will turn into, if it becomes a regular part of my life or not, but I hope so.

NEW YEARS, BITCH!!!