Partially registered for Fall Classes and Twitter

Well first of all kids I want to announce as of last night I have gone modern and am on Twitter.  My screen name is Charliedale9966 and would love to have you follow me on Twitter.  Not sure yet how active I will be, but it is exciting to say the least to be involved with something it seems like everyone is doing.

Of course the blog will still be up and running and here is where you can get all the "dirt" so to speak.  Speaking of which I have to talk with my student advisor about part of the fall classes I want to take but as of this morning I am enrolled into French 1 and College Writing 2 for the Fall Semester.  Of course there is still summer to complete which I am really looking forward to.

This is of course if Project Runway says no to my application but there seems like there maybe some chances to advance myself in fashion design if they say no, I just have to figure out how to do that.  I mean I have accomplishments either way--I have a life before and I will if they choose to have me will have a life after.  I am hoping beyond hope they say at least yes to the next step and an in person interview--I can guess I only wait, and that kids is nerve wracking.

Its official I am a 100% Gleek, if your not in the know that means fan of  the televeision show "Glee".  Last night was just increbible.  First off Kristin Chenoweth on the show and kids that girl has some serious lungs.  Than there was that performance by Kurt, "A House Is Not A Home".  Lordy that guy moved me, it was if he was singing to me.  I know I am an emotional mess but hey somebody has to do it.  I only starting watching Glee about 4 weeks ago but boy AM I HOOKED.  It is one of 2 shows I don't miss--guess the other !

What I wouldn't do to design something for Glee, I think I would pee--silly me made a rhyme !  I guess its one of those odd mood days and I feel as since I have had over 100 people read in 3 days that somebody really is listening and that we are in some way connecting.

I thnk that is the one aspect in my life that is lacking the most, this sense of real connection to someone else.  It seems as if a lot of what I have is surface connection and I would love more with some of the people in my life.  How does somebody do that, without being intrusive, pushy and seeming needy?  Is being needy such a bad thing?  They say your lucky if you have one real deep friendship and I have had it.  Notice past tense there, and when you lose it you become vulnerable.  You feel less somehow.  It seems to affect everything else you have and you begin to wonder are there things you feel you can't say.

I would be interested in hearing what you think you can not say, you can leave them in the comment section and leave them anonymously and possibly we share the same things in common.  In the meantime, I am so glad we had this time together and that you take the time to keep coming back.

Dreams of Kristin

I really believe that our dreams can be the gateway to our pasts, our present and also our futures. With that said I also feel that our dreams can also become our reality if we stick to what we really want and we strive to achieve it.  I am not talking about daydreams here like "golly I wish I could go to Paris", but those visions into our souls we have when we sleep.  Our bodies slowed down from the daily grind, our eyes shut and we in a deep, serene place of rest.

I feel those dreams come when we are at our most vulenerable, and I also feel that those dreams reveal who we really are.  That those dreams reveal what we need the most at that moment.  I have talked about dreams I have had with Judy in them and the most moving of them all the dream I had of little Joe Luft leading me to "Mama's casket" at Campbell's funeral home.  It is still the most vivid to me almost a year later.

With all of this said last night I had one of those dreams that well has changed me.  It was different phases of my life after Fashion Design school and me designing different Red Carpet, Charity, Award Show and Broadway pieces for the ever loveable Kristin Chenoweth.  Those funny, charming moments flashed across my dreams.  The privates jokes, the giggles and dahlinks their were a ton of them.  The fittings, the fabric selections and than seein her in my creations at the events.  It seemed like it went by in a flash.

Time marched on as I dream unfolded and the next thing I knew I was ina loft apartment I am assuming in New York in bed, very visibilly ill, very near death actually and s itting in a King Louis chair was Kristin holding my hand crying slightly.  She said "Sparky ( a nickname actually Suzi Wallace gave me) you are the greatest, you made me gorgeous and I love you for it always have.  I may have not said it enough but darling it is so true"  I simply smiled, visiblily gray hair what is left of it and very tired looking.  "You know Sparky, you are not going to die actually.  Believe it or not some of the Glinda magic does exist and well instead of dying I have arranged a special trip"

With that said there stood before me the 16 year old Judy Garland.as Dorothy, she smiled held out her hand and as Kristin began singing "For Good" from Wicked I took Judy's hands and simply went to Oz.

Now I know everybody dies, but maybe when I do I will go to instead of "heaven".  Oz would after all be paradise.  What I want to happen is the chance to get to know Kristen on that level as a person.  To actually get to work with her, design for her and call her my friend.  Kristin, if you are reading I am ready now to sew for you