The FancyPants Factory

Climbing out from under the table to where the rocking guerilla stares and the giant mouse runs too close to your face. Too close. Mocks you...

The other day I walked from the West Side to the East Side of Manhattan, through Central Park, twice. Both times I was tested, and both tim...

I almost took the previous post down because it's misleading. It's not that the things I said were UNtrue. It was an honest post. ...

I've spent most of my adult life championing that phrase. I hate liars. Harsh, huh? I'd like to say I've never actually said t...

"The wax that has melted in God's will can easily receive the stamp of its identity, the truth of what it was meant to be. But the ...

It's 8:03 am and I'm waiting to board a flight to Oklahoma. Going to see my parents. My mom, really, for Mother's Day. Seth...

I remember, when I was seven years old, being hid in the back bedroom of a house with all the other kids. Those kids' parents were thro...

LITTLE WOMEN is officially closed. And I am officially a member of the Actor's Equity Association . The Engeman theater gave me my card....

I took the two-year-old to swimming lessons today. He was a doll. The whole time I sat there with a big grin on my face because he was so ...

It's that time, fancied friends, when I re-enter the blogosphere in hopes that there's somebody still there. That time where I prof...

Rad.

LITTLE WOMEN is officially open! Woo hoo! Hey check it out! There's some great pics at the bottom of the article. Click here.

Remember how I said that my husband just became the musical director at a church here in Manhattan, and that I'd tell you more about it ...

Oh fancied friends I am not a dedicated blogger these days. I'm sorry the posts are few and far between, and sorry that I haven't b...