New Audio Drama Ready for Download

Episode 1 of the new audio Hippocratic Oath written by George Maglio is ready for download here (28MB).  An opening title sequence can be seen here (12MB). (Let me know if you can't see it.) Episode two is ready on the website. Here's the blurb:

If you die in the future, what do they put on your gravestone? The Doctor is like the spinning of the earth, the fire of the stars, and the flow of time itself and he will find me a cure. Still with everything that has happened I fear that even the Doctor doesn’t have the time or the resources to remedy me and save everyone else. And if my death can save all these people…


Moria Skye
1977 - 5021?

The cast is amazing and so is the editing. If you haven't downloaded any audios from SegalChord Productions, you don't know what you're missing! Just for fun, I've included some reviews of my work with them over the years.

Project Alpha:
"Karen Holliday was wonderful as Moira (she imitates choking REALLY well!)"

Hortima Prime:
"First thing that comes to mind, this was very much Karen Holliday's finest performance as Moira Skye thus far. Moira is a much more matter-of-fact companion than Christine was, and Karen's delivery fits Moira's character perfectly. The Doctor-Moira relationship is still developing, and it will be interesting to see the direction that the DWAD production staff will take it."

Various:
"I love Moira Skye! She has just so much flavor & interesting little things about her!"

"I like Moira. While I will certainly miss Christine, I think Moira will have a chance to shine more as she no longer has to share the spotlight. I didn't think Moira comes across as unnatural; I just see her as such a different character than Christine, more mature and practical, less prone to emotional extremes. Also, as Ms. Holliday has a chance to flesh out her portrayal, I think we'll see her excel in the role."

A quick thanks for everyone's encouragment and patience (my editor's at least!). I'm honored to lend my voice to this great series and hope to continue with them after my run is up as Moira. It's a great outlet for my creative juices. This newest audio challenged me as an actor and was fun in the process. From what I understand, the series is now available on iTunes as well.

The crazy week I can now put behind me

Lately I've been blogging (when I can) more about my life and less on social commentary. This post will have a little bit of both. I know I use the titles stay at home mom and paraprofessional interchangably. Most times it's the former. Once in awhile it's the latter; such is the life of a substitute. I've been thinking what's a position that I could bring my daughter to, since childcare would cost me an arm and a leg (and a kidney). In my current position there are too many ifs. I can work if Julio's daycare at work can take Madeleine. If I haven't scheduled anything important already. So every once in awhile I'll see an ad for assistance for an elderly couple. Help with shopping, cooking, etc. I saw one for part-time and gave it a shot. The woman on the other end said the position was filled but would I consider a substitute position? What the heck? I brought Madeleine with me to the interview and we all hit it off right away. I came in the following week for orientation. I felt overwhelmed with certain required duties but I've reached the end of the rope for part-time easy going employment. The majority of the work would be no sweat. I've worked for a cranky old man before. (cough, cough DENTIST cough, cough) So as long as everyone involved was nice, I'd be okay.
I quickly got a call to substitute a few days after orientation. I had to juggle having Philly this week, the in-laws up, house hunting with my brother-in-law, homework and everything else. I didn't have much time to think how nervous I'd be. I've had some pretty interesting jobs, but giving an old person a shower? While they're...naked? I wasn't freaked out about the idea so much, but more scared of one of them falling and me being alone to deal with the aftermath.
The children had fun with the in-laws while I had my first day of work. It's so strange how you can know someone ten years and still feel uncomfortable around them. Then others you can know for five minutes and feel at home in their company. I got the warm fuzzy feeling from this couple. They are about 80 years old and still have their minds well in tact. Not only that, but they are incredibly funny, entertaining people. Literally. She was a soloist and did children's theatre. He sang in a barbershop quartet for 30 years. My kind of people. He is constantly cracking jokes, and she cracks them back. They spent their Friday night watching Law and Order and looking at old miscellaneous papers. I sat next to her like a granddaughter would her grandmother as she related stories of her past. She showed me her birth certificate (b. 1926) which was not written up till she turned 16. We take having birth certificates for granted nowadays. She had love notes she gave her husband, and an old passport. From there, we got to talk about France. They visited 1975, me, 1995. It was a mutual goal to see Mont St. Michel in Normandy. It's rare for me to meet someone else who has visited there. The wife talked about shopping and dining in Paris. And...I'm getting paid for this? The truth be told, I miss my grandparents dearly. I miss the peace I feel when talking with with them, even though we had little in common. It was emotionally calming to me to be reminded of a time when it was just they and I. I felt I had a little of that back that night. However, I never had to give them a shower.
It has to be hard for a person to have someone else shower you. I take for granted that I can have peace in the shower because there is no one else there. So I wanted to keep their dignity in tact while showering them. I brought the wife in first. I didn't feel weird at all. Again, just concerned she would fall. She sat down and undressed. I could tell how relaxing it was to her to have a shower. It was more like girl time than work. We chatted away like we knew eachother's souls. Like I was looking at my older self in the mirror. She did not fall so my goal was accomplished. Her husband was much more pickier. He is more self sufficient than his wife, but I was unclear on what was what he could do and what he couldn't. Thank goodness he took care of his private needs because I would have been uncomfortable being it's my first night. We all survived.

When I got home I was exhausted and realized I still had homework. Got that done. Woke up today and realized I had homework for the other class which is now considered late. I'm just glad this week is done and pray next week isn't so crazy.

It never hurts to ask...

This week has been frustrating with Julio still being in pain and having his car in the shop for a week. I have been carless and in this town I'm discovering it's not very walkable. I haven't been able to take Madeleine to preschool, I couldn't pick Julian up from school yesterday when he had a bathroom accident. I was starting to walk the 3/4 of a mile there (since he missed the bus home) and Julian's aide came to my rescue! She picked us up and drove us to and from. It was sad to me that I couldn't think of one person that would be home to help me. I'm friendly enough with the neighbor but don't feel comfortable asking her for help. The other neighbors are aloof and distant. Oh and the other one that is friendly I think is creepy.

The title of this post is about a completely different topic, but now that I'm looking at it perhaps I should apply it in other arenas. Well this story involves the Decemberists. Remember that I preordered a Colin Meloy CD, and he was going to sign the first 300 copies? Well I missed out on that. However, when I initially ordered they somehow charged me twice. We got them to take the charge off but wound up getting two CDs. Both without Colin's signature. So I e-mailed their "store" telling them my conscience would not let me keep the other CD. I would mail it back to them. I also wrote how upset I was I missed out on the signed copies and if I sent my own copy, could it be signed? I never dreamed Jim Davis would write back, why not Colin Meloy? Well a woman wrote back thanking me for my honesty and if I sent both back, she would send me a signed copy that was a part of a few additional one he signed. I'm so excited! And all I had to do was ask.

Weekend Wrap Up

 Last Friday was our "dating" anniversary that we always celebrate in little ways. It is our eleventh year together as a couple. For those of you who didn't know us back then, this picture is of us. Shocking, yes. We both were a little skinnier and both had more hair on our heads. You would think we were dating already in this picture, but we were both just huggy sort of people then. (Now we're old and bitingly sarcastic.) Well, my anniversary surprise was coming home from work to a sparkling clean house. And for Julio, he got the chance buy a particular book he had his eye on (Spiderman something, sorry I can't remember!) Last year was the extra fancy anniversary with a cruise on the Spirit of Philadelphia so it makes sense this year was low key.
The majority of our anniversary was spent in traffic. It had been awhile since I'd seen my cousin and her family so we planned a sleepover from Friday to Saturday. Friday night traffic in Philly? Bad idea. It was actually a stand still from King of Prussia to the Vine Street Expressway. So around 9:30 we arrived and got to spend some fun quality time before everyone went to bed. (Even though I had to complete an assigment due that night.) The next day the weather seemed like it was going to hold up so we went to a used book sale at the Ocean City (NJ) library. Now I have more books to add to my endless pile. (Yes, still reading the L.M.M. journal) Then it started to rain and we switched gears to go to the Hamilton Mall. While there, Julio had been complaining of groin pain. Not an area that should have too much pain. As we were leaving, it got considerably worse. I called the family doctor who advised to go to the ER. Julio was reluctant to go to a hospital (Shore Memorial) so far from home. But after Kim said she heard glowing recommendations and his pain kept increasing, we went. The children were lovingly watched by her and my uncle at Friendly's while we went. The wait wasn't bad and the staff was friendly enough. It turned out he had an infection in a gland above his right testicle. Hey, you've been reading my blog long enough, it's time you knew my husband had some. They gave him pain meds and an antibiotic and released him. We were so worried it was something more complicated. By this time it was 10:00. The wind and rain picked up, the kids were already sound asleep, it made sense to spend another night, which my cousin graciously offered. (Thanks!)We were up and out the next day so sad to say goodbye to everyone.

When we got home I was so excited to see a letter from Jim Davis in our mailbox. Not knowing who Jim Davis is in our household is blasphemous so I'll tell you. He's the creator of the Garfield comic. About 2 weeks ago, I had an idea to e-mail Jim Davis and tell him how much my son loves Garfield. I went on Garfield.com and there's a link to e-mail him. I told him how my son has read every book, and how it helps with his anxiety. Also, I thanked him for introducing my son to phrases like "little black book." I included my address but only expected an e-mail back, if that. What a treat to get an autographed postcard and a letter thanking us for such a wonderful email. Julian didn't know what to think. He was so excited and at the same time worried if he now was going to be famous too. Since he was three, he doesn't like attention drawn to him in that way. He thought I wrote Jim Davis with the comic strip idea he had...oops. Maybe next time. That was just a nice touch to a rollercoaster weekend.

The New Girl in Class

I did it.  I really did it.  A decision 10 years in the making has been made.  Today is my first day as a college student in exactly 10 years.  Why so long?  I wasn't sure what to major in, needy babies turning into needy children, juggling a job, housework, layoffs and *poof* 10 years fly by.  Financial aid was another deterent...all those forms.  I have to say my cousin babied me 10 years ago.  She was attending West Chester University already and had done everything by herself. I can't say the process would have gone as smooth if not for her.  So, this time around I was assigned an enrollment counselor that helped me through every step.

I will be going to college online through the University of Phoenix.  Not my first choice.  I mean isn't half the fun of college  sitting in class arguing with the professor? (Okay, that happened in just one class.) But if this is the only way I'm able to get back to earning a degree, then so be it.  My credits haven't transferred yet, but I do have enough credits under my belt to shorten the time it will take to earn an associate's degree.  The first two classes are general classes everyone has to take, so I will be upset if they don't accept the general classes I took so long ago.  I don't see it being a problem. I am getting my associate's to be a paraprofessional (teacher's aide).  I technically am one now part-time.  Getting this degree would help me earn more money when I decide to work full time.  It will also be easier down the road to get my bachelor's in education, which is my long term goal.

So far it's been...weird.  I have an assignment that my professor for business communication posted on our class "website" (for lack of a better word).  I have to read an article and give my thoughts on it.  Then to be counted as participating, I have to reply to posts written by fellow classmates.  I haven't wrapped my head around it completely yet.

I have read the bios from my other classmates and some are a lot like me.  Stay-at-home moms going for the same degree.  Others are older, but all women so far.  If I had my choice I would be a college student forever.  I love the learning process.  I could skip those pesky math courses though.  Wikipedia is just not enough to satisfy me. 

An Artist in Our Midst

As you can see, I have put up my portrait that the talented artist ceido has created.  I knew she could bring out aspects of me that a photo couldn't do.  She is an extremely talented artist.  I'd be willing to bet she did this picture in one sitting just using a pen.  Please give the number one commentor on my site some props in the comment section.  I'm sure that would brighten her day!