Every day women are beaten, slapped, punched, raped, and psychologically abused.
—– “Domestic violence is the leading cause of injury to women between the ages of 15 and 44 in the United States, more than car accidents, muggings, and rapes combined. *
25% of all women have at one time or another been subject to domestic violence.
——1 in 4 women (24.3%) and 1 in 7 men (13.8%) aged 18 and older in the United States have been the victim of severe physical violence by an intimate partner in their lifetime.[iv] **
Not too happy about the House vote on the AHCA today. It has the appearance of a rushing to hurry up and repeal the ACA because they “said they would”; and, it contains language that specifically leaves the door open for insurers to charge potentially un-payable premiums and fees to individual sick persons.
“Preexisting conditions” is a vague and ambiguous, non-legal term, actually…apparently. Apparently the term may be defined differently by individual states and/or insurers. Apparently the following conditions have been found to be “preexisting conditions” on occasion, in the past —
*** Sexual assault – because it can put people at a higher risk for mental-health issues and substance abuse.
**** Domestic violence – because it can lead to a higher need for mental and physical health care.
It’s interesting that I just watched Dog Years, about an aged movie star facing mortality and belatedly examining his life. My mom’s been in Florida for a few months and my sister has brought her back. Mom’s second childishness and mere oblivion is coming fast and furious upon her. And my sister and her husband are experts at embracing life while they still can.
It’s fun when my older sister comes to town. She’s really a tough cookie. Here she is, with her husband she recently married- finally after two unfortunate marriages she has found a decent guy- He’s from Venezuela and the stories he can tell! (Have you checked out the Venezuela situation? Dire.) Anyway, he does have this life motto – you only live once, so Live! (paraphrased). (Mame anyone?) When you see someone actually living by the credo it’s a wakeup call.
We’ve finally been called for an apartment in a senior residence near my house- where Mom will stay during the week when I’m working. But now I fear she is even dottier than before. Can she live alone? I’ve got personal care living situations investigated and lined up just in case. We can’t place mom in a nursing home. At least not until the day that she has completely lost her memory and what with the breathing treatments, congestive heart failure, etc…. We don’t have the dough for a regular assisted living facility (have you priced those places? Are there that many well to do people?). But between me and my sisters, we’ll manage for the time being.
Firstly, I am in this movie. This is me–best costume ever: I went to Nashville with hubby and friends for a mini-vacay to check out music city and catch the film at #NashFilmFest –the movie was great. Briefly-the plot involved an aged ex-superstar, Vic Edwards, who is invited to a Nashville film festival featuring a retrospective of Vic’s work and a lifetime achievement award. When Vic shows up, he discovers it is simply a low-rent tiny fan driven “festival” in a bar. Embarrassed and angry, Vic begins a road trip of belated redemption forcing the festival organizer’s sister Lil to drive him to his old home stomping grounds in Knoxville. Burt revealed much more internally than any of us expected. He was the same smart aleck-y handsome man but with gravity, wisdom, and openness. As previously written by various reviewers, this is very much Burt’s show, and he delivered so much. I now adore him even more. The movie had lots of close ups conveying mood. Nikki Blonsky didn’t have that many lines but with her beautiful, expressive face she conveyed the real dismay of the kids; relatable feelings at odds with her hipster tattoos and barmaid costumes –which just remind us of the heart that people own IRL. The juxtaposition between the old style way of communicating and interacting and the contemporary, “millennial” method of navigating the social landscape was interesting, revealing. I was so pleased that Clark Duke’s character Doug actually put together a successful event –just a matter of scale! (Excellent work Clark.)
Ariel Winter’s Lil was perfecttt. Because of her psychological issues she was outwardly a wreck with a rat-a-tat delivery but there were always glimpses of the decent person that emerged, and all along Lil had a common-sensical core — that kind of reminded me of my daughter.
It was all very real to me. There is food for thought for all ages. Hipsters are people too.
I’m going to Nashville! I worked on #DogYearsFilm and had a little but LOVELY role which I adore. I’ll post a picture soon (as soon as I get clearance) – but, my character looks super cute — Thanks @Mrs_Nashville (Meg Boers – makeup artist extraordinaire).
I knew it would be a great film and was soooooo HAPPY to be cast! Thanks @AdamRifkin !!! ❤ p.s. word from the reviewers who saw the film at the Tribeca Film Festival is high praise indeed.
So, yes, I cut my hair, and I love it. It will grow pretty quick though so I’m not too worried. I have an audition tomorrow and I had to warn my agent that my hair is different. ;/ They don’t like that. Oh, and casting directors dislike it even more. I have not had my hair in a style that could not sport a ponytail in probably 10 years. Because I need the versatility, you know! So anyhow I decided to step off the ledge for a minute (a minute – because as I said, my hair grows fast). —
Soon it will look like this and then I won’t have to worry.
Since I started this blog, the world has gotten upside down. I used to be carefree, hopeful and full of ambition even at my advanced geriatric age. Our country was the land of opportunity and we reveled in it. But now the country is a scary place and I worry…
So my new mantra is … go for it, I guess. I cut my hair really short and I hope the casting agents don’t get too mad about it (it’s a little different from my headshot) (my hair grows fast). I bought TWO new rose bushes. But, on a more serious and productive note, I am volunteering with a free attorney clinic (I’m a paralegal too!) to help those with little or no resources with legal issues, particularly rent disputes and domestic violence.
Today I’m reading “Educating Esme” by Esme Raji Codell. It’s great! I want to send her a message, if nothing else, at least to let her know yet one other being finds her work inspiring and entertaining.
I’ve been cast in a show at Out of Box Theatre — Other Desert Cities by Jon Robin Baitz. It is a great part (sister Silda) and I’ll be working with a great director and cast. I’m happy.
And also I’ve been promoted to office manager at my job, which doesn’t suck.
I will be traveling to Ormond Beach for my niece’s wedding this summer.
I have not booked a film job in a couple of months. That’s the only downer, but it could be worse! All things being equal, this is a very good summer in my life. :0)
i’m working on this years one minute play festival. I am in Topher Payne’s group, er, clump. The most significant thing about this experience, has been getting to meet Jo Howarth, who died yesterday, unexpectedly as she was rehearsing with us in great spirits and apparently good health. It was cardiac arrest. Anyway, the second significant thing has been meeting and working with some amazing women, notably Dianne Butler, Frankie Earl Ware and Carolyn Choe. Nice ladies, kindred spirits.