In the Life of a Diva

We had a blast at rehearsal today. The horns sound so great. I can't wait for our show on Saturday. I hope people (audience) show up. Just having those horn parts charted out and ready to go, then hearing them played was so satisfying. Kenny Anderson (trumpet player) rocked those charts to create a huge sound with lots of show biz. We are all very happy. I lost seventeen pounds. …

Unbeknownst to most of you - my cyber family, I have been involved in a rather serious infatuation with an absolute dream of a man. He is gorgeous and sexy and sensitive and spiritual and gorgeous and sexy and smart and gorgeous and sexy. And I have been obsessed with him for weeks now. We have been doing this kind of dance around the hot chemistry thing for weeks now and it had been building to porn movie proportions: walking by each other, grasping a finger and holding on, running my nails …

"The Arthur Brothers" - That's how my parents used to refer to arthritis. And they had it bad. My dad had osteoarthritis. His joints were deformed by it over the years... swollen knees, knobs on the elbow. He would sometimes complain but only in a joking manner: "Them Arthur brothers got me this morning" My father served in two wars - World War II and in Korea. What's a little arthritic pain compared to taking a bullet on the battlefield and winning a purple heart? I have no such heroics to …

I don't know about the rest of you but I hate almost every candid or informal photo taken of me. I am sure that it has to do with self image. Actually, I am a lot better at viewing photos of myself than I used to be. I don't run & hide anymore when the camera comes out. It is frustrating for the photographer when your desired subject refuses to be photographed. You want their image for lovely, harmless reasons and the subject (often times a female) has a near psychotic episode trying to …