My mom is responsible for me being here.

Not just here on this planet.  That’s obvious.  But she’s responsible for me being here . . . on this blog.  Because she’s the one who dragged me to an audition when I was five-years-old for The Steadfast Tin Soldier at the Gateway Players Theatre in Southbridge, Massachusetts.  I got the job,  and the rest is you know what.

My mom is still active at Gateway.  In fact, they just finished up a run of Fiddler.  She does costumes mostly (she worked her tuchas off making sure those dang bottles stayed on the heads of those Anatevkians).

A couple of weeks ago she texted me the graphic below.  “Have you seen this?”  she said.  I hadn’t.  It made me smile, because yeah, it was funny, but because it was also a joke from her world.  But…I forgot to respond to the text.  (Gulp!)

Two days later . . . “Did you get this???”

It was like I was 12 again and I had overslept.

“Yeah, I did.  It’s funny.”

“You should post it on your blog thing.  Or on The Facebook.”

“Ok, Mom.”

So here’s the thing.  When you’re 14, you don’t always do what your Mom tells you. When you’re 44 and you realize how much you owe the amazing people that not only put you on the planet, but put up with your crazy crap, oh and introduced you to the thing that is now your hobby and your profession . . . you do what they say.

So enjoy Mom’s Fun on a Friday!

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