…in recent posts, so I’ve got some random rambling and blather today that’s not so existential and dramatic. Feel free to skip.

Here’s 5 things on my brain tonight

1) Flowers by Miley Cyrus is severely over played on the radio, right? I don’t know why I still listen to the radio, but I do. And while I like Miley, this song is VERY average, and I’d MUCH rather they over play Calm Down by Rema and Selena Gomez.

2) I am appearing in a play that starts this weekend, and am a bit anxious—but not as anxious as I get for musical performances.

I’ve generally had mixed feelings about performing again. Last spring, with the help of my lovely therapist, I determined that I absolutely needed to step away for a while.

But ultimately, I am glad I decided to do this show at this time.

…although I did commit to it without remembering that I had RHCP tickets for tomorrow. Sold them, at least.

More play info at the end.

3) Currently obsessed with Clay and Confetti jewelry. I found their earrings in a local shop a few years ago and I’ve been following/ordering from them ever since.

They have a new bridal line and had a table at a Sip and Shop in downtown Syracuse

today. Not only did I get to meet the designer, Rachel, but we talked about custom earrings for my wedding and she was just so delightful and dedicated.

Not until I moved back home to Syracuse did I realize the unique relationships established by shopping and supporting local artists. In New York, there were flagship stores on every corner, and all the brand name chain stores jumping in my face, and yeah, they’re tried and true. You know what you’re getting, and if you can afford it…which is priority number 1 in the city unless you’re wealthy.

But there is something missing there. I can really appreciate here that when you support a local business, they support you back—Bloomingdales never offered to make me custom earrings.

Anyway, follow @clayconfetti_co on Instagram and shop local when you can. You can also find them on clayconfettico.com

4) Next week I am going to the dentist for the first time in over a decade.

I am very nervous.

After treatment, I was visiting so many doctors on a regular basis that when it came time for my yearly dentist appointment, I drew a line and said no.

And I kept saying no.

And the longer I said no, the more embarrassing it felt to call again and get back on track. I finally decided that I needed to do something before I had a mega dental emergency and no dentist (I’ve had one too many nightmares about my teeth falling out).

I’m proud of myself for rising to the challenge…because seeing ANY kind of care provider as a cancer survivor induces its own brand of anxiety. I just hope I don’t need 100 cavities filled and a root canal.

5) There is a virtual “CancerCon” through Stupid Cancer next week, and I signed up to participate. I mentioned recently that I’ve realized lately that I need to lean more on the survivorship community. I’ll see how it goes and share my thoughts here, I’m sure.

I worry, though, that I’ll hear others’ stories and start imagining their symptoms in me, and have a full on breakdown.

Luckily, my Ativan was recently refilled.

As promised here is a photo of my “team” from CNY Playhouse’s production of The Wolves by Sarah DeLappe. You’ll find me, number 11, shown here exhibiting beauty and grace.

In all seriousness, though, this is a very well-written, poignant play that saw an off-Broadway run in 2016 starring Lauren Patton (of Jagged Little Pill fame).

I am biased, but I think we have a great cast and show here, too.

It is an edgy and honest commentary on American teenage girls, and the weight of the world they feel on their shoulders.

https://buytickets.at/cnyplayhouse/830093