Guess who needs a biographer!

Okay, maybe I don’t need a biographer.  But someone, anyway, who has their finger on the pulse of my life and will occasionally write it up for the public.  Occasionally, in this context, means “more often than I do.”  It sure would make a dent in the guilt I feel when I realize how absent I’ve been from WordPress.

I checked back to see when the last time was that I posted.  Mid May, which is four months and a day ago.  I said in that post that hopefully I’d be posting more often.  Which goes to show you what hope and five bucks will get you.  (A footlong meatball sub with banana peppers, tomatoes, and black olives.)

Okay.  So here’s the big news since our arrival in Alabama.  Sound-byte styles, because who wants an encyclopedia-styles entry?

* Officially, we’re pregnant.  25 weeks pregnant, to be precise, far enough along to know it’s a girl and to give my lovely wife an irresistably pregnant profile.  Everyone is healthy, we’re due on December 30th but we’re hoping for New Year’s Day so her birthday will be 1-1-11.  It’s the little things.  As for a name, we don’t want to name her till we meet her, which most people surprisingly don’t seem to get.  But we have a few candidates chosen, from the ‘vintage’ Eloise to the ‘hippie’ Paisley, with several in between.  Stay tuned.

* We now have a theater company, called Self Express Productions.  Find us on Facebook!  Haaa (no, really, we’re on Facebook).  We’re teaching theater workshops to adults and to kids at all grade levels, and we’re producing full length plays at this wonderful local theater that has seen almost nothing but concerts and pageants since it was built in 1937.  Currently, we’re putting up “Harvey,” the invisible-rabbit play that Jimmy Stewart made into a movie, and I’m designing the set and acting in it while Elle is directing.  Same division of labor, incidentally, as our last production of “Arsenic and Old Lace” which was, by all accounts, a surprising success.

* Connected but unique, I’m writing my first full length play.  Yikes!  It’s a Christmas play, with carols included – some kept in their pristine form, and others bastardized for plot-advancement purposes.  Because, really, who hasn’t re-written “The Twelve Days of Christmas” for comic value?  I’m co-wriitng the script with a new friend we’ve met here in Alabama who’s also a playwright, and we are having a great time.  And the best part (also most scary part)?  The play isn’t even written yet and we’ve already locked performance dates.  Did I say “Yikes!” already?

* I’m on a diet.  Living in a slower lane of traffic than Manhattan, things slow down a bit.  Add that down-home Southern cooking, featuring smoked barbecued short ribs and cooked-for-hours greens and beans – with bacon added to everything – and we need a diet.  I started at 215, and we’ll see how far I get.

* Elle and I are both substitute teaching.  Another item on the “Who saw THAT coming?” checklist.  Frankly, I’m enjoying it.  Even when I’m called to sub in the auto-mechanics class.

* …Isn’t that enough?

Actually, there’s definitely more.  But this post is a catch-up-the-readership post, an I’m-still-alive post, and a while-I’m-thinking-of-it post.

If I actually do better about posting, or that biographer plan actually works out, I’ll be fleshing these themes out a lot more in future posts, rather than just listing news items.  But you can’t flesh out a theme that doesn’t even have any bones yet, so consider this post as my skeleton.  Oooo, sexy.

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~ by joshkauffman on September 15, 2010.