HAPPY THANKSGIVING

I made my first pie--chocolate pecan

my whole family was here!


It was chaotic but I cried when they went home! We went to Disneyland, we went shopping, we did a beach bonfire, we cleaned up the yard for my mom(happy birthday!) , and we went to see Twilight--totally liked it better than the book! haha. Edward was hot. Loved the cast, loved the scenery, loved it all. 2 thumbs up from me!

Here is a big update on my life over the past couple of months. I haven't written much--mostly because I haven't felt very inspired but partly because I wanted to include pictures on this one...
These first two updates are really important.
1. I have discovered that reggae makes me feel like I'm on an island vacation. Jason made me five bob marley cd's and that is all I listen to now. Can't get enough of the rasta, love, knotty dreds mon.
2. I purchased some new sunglasses a week ago-- I finally said good bye to the paint chipped ones. The new ones have a tint to the lenses so everything looks sorta bronzy. It's like viewing the world through rose colored glasses--it really is pretty. I noticed that green lights are now teal lights. See? really important!

Andrea got married in San Diego on Oct 11th. I was there to do hair and makeup for her and her 7 bridesmaids! It was a busy day but I had fun! I love my Andrea and my Faulkners!

Brian and Andrea Williams

I made these flowers for her hair out of lace from her dress...

I had to take a back view of all of the bridesmaids... side buns!

I turned 32. Everyone says, oh 32 is young. Well within 5 days of turning 32 I managed to eat dinner at 430pm at both IHOP and Coco's and ordered off the senior menu.

Since my birthday is on Halloween, I had to wear a costume. Me and Deanna dressed up as Barbies...

I was a Heroin Barbie...

Yes on 8. It passed! Here we are holding signs on a corner the night before voting day.

Unfortunately we are feeling the sad aftermath of protests and anger and hurt. I just wish that it wasn't being so directed at mormons. Mormons made up of less than 2% of the yes vote! The people have spoken in California: democracy at it's finest. Until the majority has a different opinion, we have to learn to live accordingly. This really isn't as interesting as signals looking teal though, right?

http://amorologyweddings.blogspot.com/

I stole this off of Heather's blog...she's the wedding planner from Ali's wedding. The wedding was featured in San Diego Style Weddings Magazine! My name is totally on there in that yellow box. I'm published!!!!

Here is my PROP 8 vote yes blog. I like this little video. I think it explains things well...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vI-GjWY-WlA

I'm sure a lot of you have seen this--it was featured on a radio show recently and has been circulating though email but I had to post it. It's a Good Housekeeping article from 1955 (clearly written by a man)

FRINGE is a great show....Tuesday nights on Fox. It's another JJ Abrams show who is kind of my favorite person for three reasons: Felicity, Alias, and Lost.
I can't stop playing Dr Mario on the Wii so that's all for now...

ok let's talk about something that has to do with BEAUTY. I need to thank the good people over at Origins for creating this fantastic product.

Quick, Hide!™ Easy blend concealer

I have gotten so many compliments on how my skin has improved and looks so good now--they've seen the years of spots that seem to continually plague my face. They have not left but are hiding under this fantastic product. Not only does it hide my blemishes but it doesn't contribute to more blemishes. Most of the time, you can't even tell I'm wearing it. Screw bare minerals! just kidding, just kidding, calm down.

ON a different subject, A few weeks ago I decided it would be a good idea to start playing tennis. My dad told me yesterday that if you can qualify for the US Open and be in the tournament and not win a single game, you'll still walk away with $10k. So I got to thinking I just might have to improve my game and I had a dream last night that I was competing. However, in real life, I'm experiencing what could only come from GETTING OLD. It used to be that I could take on whatever physical activity I wanted without too much trouble. Here are the effects of my sudden burst of physical activity at age 31.

week 1

tennis 4 nights and soccer 1 night = bruises and sore muscles

week 2

tennis 2 nights and soccer 1 night = pulled muscles, more bruises, and a limp

week 3

no tennis, no soccer = left over bruises, tight muscles, trouble getting up off of the floor

MY IRRATIONAL FEARS

I've been thinking a lot about these lately and I decided that I might be slightly insane. Here they are:

I'm afraid to turn off lamps without first checking under the lamp shade because on Arachnaphobia, one of those baby offspring spiders was waiting under the shade and totally bit the person turning off the light AND THEY DIED.

Whenever I use a bathroom that has a shower curtain, I have to check behind the curtain to make sure there is no one there.

There is someone or something(like a freak monster) chillin in the bottom of the outhouse...thanks, X Files.

Sharks live in the lakes that I'm trying to waterski/wakeboard in.

Sharks are in the deep end of the pool at night. (Jaws pretty much ruined me)

Sometimes there is someone under my bed...in that whole 3 inches of space that would be physically impossible to squeeze in. (am I 5?)

Even though I clearly saw that there was no one in my back seat when I got in the car, I still imagine there is someone there waiting to hold up a big knife so I can see it in the rear view mirror and then stab me. So I turn around and check.

I think there might be one or two I'm missing but this is all I can think of for now. I'm so tired I almost wrote rear like this: rirror. What?

Does anyone know how to post you tube stuff on your blog? is this not possible anymore? please help the retard (me).
Ok I love LOVE this movie Summer Magic. We used to watch it over and over when we were young...we being my siblings and myself. I have to admit that this song gets stuck in my head all too often...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1UBb087qHvI

I may have said this before but I feel like an old lady trying to work a VCR when I use Facebook. It frustrates me and I don't get it. I wonder if maybe I'm just becoming an old lady. I've been carrying handkerchiefs around in my purse for a while now and have recently decided that bright eye shadows are a really good idea. I've secretly always wanted to be that crrrazy grandma that wanders around with bright lipstick on and says whatever she wants. I want to embarrass my kids and grand kids with what I show up to church in or with the crazy stuff around my house...kinda like Maude in Harold and Maude. That would be perfect. I wasn't planning on behaving this way until at least my 70's but maybe it's coming on a little sooner due to the subconscious. I could go on but I'll spare you! The end.

1. I love the salon I'm working at. It's so chill and there's no drama. It's perfect! So far I've had clients every day--3/3. Gotta keep it up! Refer your 909 dwelling friends. I know they're out there!
2. I have had some time to do some reading in between clients. I must say that I learned quite a bit in today's reading session...I read Cosmo for the first time in like probably 15 years. I've never had so many incredulous thoughts before:
You can do that?
Really, they like that?
You want me to do what?
Wow!
Are you sure?
Oh!
Skip that page.
I've never felt so naive and kinky all at the same time in my life. I wonder how for real it all is...would love to read anyone's thoughts on this one...haha!
3. My sister Michelle had baby number 4 today. So now she has 4 girls and my other sister Stephanie has 4 boys. Cutest kids in my world! Can't wait to meet the latest. She came C section--kinda crazy b/c the others were all out the--um ya. Anyway, I'm an auntie again!
4. I found out today that my ex that I loved and wanted to marry 3 1/2 years ago, is getting married. I'm really pissed off about it--not because I want to marry him but because he's getting married before me. He was the one with all of the stupid issues and was all messed up. (I know, I don't know why I wanted to marry that either) So now I'm just mad. Life is so not fair EVER.

Last night I sat at the kitchen table eating icecream with three little kids. They were talking my ear off about baseball games, fireworks, and spiderman. Despite all of the happiness and fun conversation around me, my mind kept returning to the house I spent the day in. Flashes of the white doors and white moldings, covered in black dust; flooring and walls removed; the initial walk through= solemn, quiet, reverent; Deanna crying from the depths of her soul, fighting to come back to the surface but drowning in the sorrow for the loss of the person that meant the world to her; A house once filled with excitement and energy, now standing hollow and still--yet echoing a quiet whisper of a life's end.
My friend Travis Alexander was found murdered in his home this week. I feel shocked and sad. I just keep shaking my head the more I discover. Who would take another life and in such a violent manner? Travis was a good person. He worked hard to become a person that everyone loved. He went to church, attended the temple, read an endless amount of LDS church related literature. He loved to quote the scriptures and he truly loved the Lord. He spent every morning creating a list of goals and would check them off as his day progressed. It was haunting to find his last index card. He didn't have a chance to check one item off.
As I sat at that table, watching those kids as we ate icecream, it was hard to believe that there was actually happiness outside of the sorrow and horror I had experienced the three days previous. I forgot that life actually still goes on and there are people out there that are still experiencing all kinds of wonderful things.
So I went to the temple today and I was reminded of the larger picture. Our time here on earth is such a small part of it all. So really, as awful as it is for Travis to have died the way he did, I'm actually happy for him. He's in a place that is more wonderful than we could possibly imagine. He is happy to be there and he could not care less about the things he left behind--his house, his furniture, his car. As far as people he left behind, he loves them so so much and he took that love with him. The time between us seeing him again will seem long, but to him it will be so very short. As much as we will miss him, we can forge ahead and find happiness again. We will experience wonderful things and feel joy and peace. I already find peace and joy in knowing without a doubt that we live beyond this life.

Yesterday I put all of my clothes in bags and threw them off of my balcony. I felt like I was kicking my boyfriend out but I was really just avoiding carrying all of those bags down the stairs to my car. So my move has begun. This morning when I woke up it felt like Christmas! I guess you could say I'm a little excited to be moving.
A couple of nights ago at Origins, I helped this lady. As I was putting make up on her, she asked me how old I was and then proceeded to tell me her words of wisdom. I have to share them because it was funny--she was sitting in the chair, her head leaning against the make up display, and she was falling asleep. Imagine trying to put eyeliner on someone with their head cocked to the side like that.
1. Never let yourself get out of shape.
2. Take care of your teeth
3. Save your money
4. If the builder asks you if you want extra insulation, take it.
Great words of wisdom. Good times.

It's ON.
I'm moving! I'm moving! I'm moving!
Yes, I'm a little excited. I've been trying to make Nevada work for me...made a solid effort to make myself a permanent resident but alas, I came to the conclusion that I needed to move away much to the chagrin of my poor roommate.
JUNE 15th I should be back, moved in, and ready to go. I will be living in Riverside with my parents(cough) and working at this salon like a block and a half away. I will be able to walk there which is good for two reasons. 1. gas is like $800/gallon 2. exercise
I like living with my parents actually. I have my own space and can do my own thing and when we do cross paths, I get along with them pretty dang well.
SO when you need to recommend a hair and makeup artist to someone in the 951, send 'em on over! The salon I'm going to be in is cool and the owner is totally cool. It's pretty much everything I've been looking for so I'm way excited.
side note: I just finished Stephenie Meyer's vampire series. I read Twilight last year and just hadn't gotten around to the other two b/c I didn't really like Twilight all that much. But after reading New Moon and Eclipse, I would have to say I like the series. Her writing got SO MUCH better towards the end. My advice to someone who hasn't read it would be to pretend that all three were one big book and to not give up and just read through them all. I realize that you all will hate me for saying this but I think I'm a Jacob fan. I wasn't until the very end of Eclipse. I don't know....we'll have to see how the fourth book pans out!

This weekend I went to my good friend Liz's wedding in LA. I'm pretty good friends with all of Liz's family and they all obsess over my full name. It's not Tracy--It's Tracy Lee Green with every address. Actually lately, it's been TLG a lot. Dr Tray kinda came and went. So even if some of the extended family didn't know my face, all I had to say was my full name and they knew exactly who I was.
It was a smaller wedding than I'm used to and I was right there in the middle of all of the action. I did like everyone's hair and even did some makeup. It was fun but a lot of work! I was exhausted by the end of the day--to the point that I wanted to cry. But I didn't. Just kidding I did. When Liz and her sisters and cousins did this polynesian dance that I can't remember the name to, I cried. It was so pretty and all I could think about was how cool it was that they are keeping the traditions of their culture alive.
I think I've been to one too many sealings because I had to really focus on being reverent when we were sitting in the sealing room waiting to start. I was trying not to make faces at everyone and run over and whisper silly things in their ears. It was a good thing they started when they did! I made it through without crying until the end. After that, my roudy insides came crashing out and I told Deanna that I wasn't crying, it was just raining on my face.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=64a_1fWTsls
It was painful to not laugh after that.
Lately the thing that makes me really tear up in the ceremony is at the end when the sealer tells you all of the blessings you are going to recieve from having made those special covenants. I'm so happy for Liz and Rob! ....and everyone else and their mom that's decided to up and get married this year. heart you all!

So I was really excited to go to the mailbox and see a card that wasn't a wedding announcement. My aunt randomly sent this one. Isn't it funny?

It says 'the search for mr. right continues....'

I love you Aunt Diane!

It's summer time so I'm getting my summer on!

Flip Flops 24/7
Bathing suit almost 24/7
pool
laying out
reading
bbq
disneyland!
MAYBE moving back to CA but big fat maybe

There is not enough time to work so maybe I just won't...

So I totally went to Disneyland on Monday. I bought a season pass so for all of you that have the socal select pass and want to go ANYTIME, let me know. That place is TRULY the happiest place on earth. I really think they are siphoning laughing gas in to the air. I was in the FOULEST of foul moods and as soon as we got in to that parking lot, BAM! Happy, happy Tracy. I could tell several funny stories like how these boys thought me and Dano were lesbians b/c we were sharing a Matterhorn car. But another time. My favorite story by far was the one that gave me the biggest head, of course. We were totally exhausted after wandering the park for 6 hours and decided to go in and watch this movie: Disneyland, the first 50 years hosted by Steve Martin. We were waiting inside this large room, full of Disney paraphernalia when Dano convinced me to come over and watch this little slide show of disney characters through the years. So I sat down on this bench next to her and these 17 year oldish boys, and waited to see the really effed up mickey/minny mouse characters. All of a sudden I see one of the boys jump up from the bench. I looked up at him and he was looking back at me with this expression of complete shock on his face. He gained composure, almost unable to speak and said, "Oh my gosh! I'm sorry! I totally thought you were Cameron Diaz!" It seriously made not only my whole day, but my whole freakin year. I made Danielle take a picture of me right then.

So does that mean I am hot enough to make out with Jude Law??? or date Justin T??? teenage girl scream---ahhhhhhhh!!!

My phone had a melt down this weekend and I lost most of my phone numbers....if you get a chance, send me a text with your name so I can save you again!

Ya know it's funny how the choices we make everyday have such a ripple effect on not only our own lives but other peoples. Like if I had gone to Hawaii last September with one of my friends, he most likely would not be getting married on a day very soon that will remain unnamed. There was no way that he or I would have ever known the consequence of that choice. It's crazy to remember and feel, almost if you just went back in time, and you're looking at the future or what is going on right now and thinking wow ok, now I see why.
I just made a choice. It was probably the hardest thing that I've ever had to do because right now, I am back in time and I can't see the future and think wow ok, now I see why. I basically had to pass up probably the coolest job offer I've ever had and hope that the ripple effect will be all for the best. I'm so thankful that right now, I feel totally at peace.

Wedding morning--all was super calm. We got her ready and out the door on time!

Super happy couple.

Cute little vintage bride.

oh look--yes I was really there. Steph and baby James, Mom and Dad

close up just before reception. pretty! pretty!

I had to do fingerwaves for my state board exam in CA. I practiced on my mom the day before...pretty sweet.

Yes, it's POISON. In the late 80's, I remember sitting in the family room, watching MTV with my brother and sisters. This is back when they used to play music videos. Was that a guy or a girl singing? Long hair on a BOY? bandanas? leather? what is this? It was Axel Rose singing Sweet Child O Mine. The more I saw it, the more I liked it and from there I became a total butt rock/hair band fan. I couldn't get enough of Poison, Motley Crue, Winger, AC/DC, Van Halen, Guns and Roses, Scorpions, etc etc. (Don't worry, I still listened to New Kids at the same time.) I thought the earrings, big hair, and make up thing was totally bizarre but I was in to it all the same. It wasn't really until grunge rock came around that I started to form crushes on singers so I never really found this whole look as attractive:

But HOLY CRAP have you seen ROCK OF LOVE with BRETT MICHAELS??? I now see what all of the older girls were freaking out over.

All of a sudden, this week, I've had a MAJOR crush on Brett. I think he is dripping with sex appeal and I am now constantly flipping over to VH1, just hoping a rerun of rock of love is playing or a commercial or SOMETHING.

Oh Brett, I love you.

Today was marathon wedding day. My cousin Alison got married and yours truly was the stylist--the hair, the makeup, the dress. It was so much fun! I overheard so many people say how beautiful she looked and I just stood by and thought to myself, ya, I did that! My dad put it best by saying she looked straight out of a vintage vanity fair magazine. I can't wait to post pictures! So some highlights of the day were, performing a choreographed dance in front of 350 people, sitting at a table of awkward single 30-ish year olds, and Uncle Alan trying to set me up with a married guy. It sounds like I'm being sarcastic but they really were the best parts of the day!
Dance: Alison and Eric decided to make up a dance after being inspired by the salt and pepa push it video--you tube it. So the song was a Junior Senior dity and in the end it looked like we were in the thriller video--not because we looked like zombies although maybe I did--but because we surprised the crowd and jumped in and started dancing with Alison and Eric about 1/2 way in to the song, moving all together. It was seriously so fun!
Awkward table: I appreciate the gesture here--let's put the people that are single together so that they can find a match and unsingle themselves. However, at 30 we all feel uncomfortable with ourselves no matter what because we are all thinking the same thing: there is always a reason why a person hasn't been married before 30 but I'm def not included in that statistic. So all of these people are a bunch of weirdos and I'm the only normal one. Let me back up on this story really quick. When I realized that my seating assignment was different from the rest of my family, I just about died. I knew what was coming and I was the first one at the table. Uncle Alan + his whole family was at the next table and they kept offering to have me come and sit with them but I declined saying thanks but I'm not going to fix it, I'm just going to complain about it. So as the table filled up, I noticed that they were all watching and giving winks and nods of approval at the obviously single boys now filling the seats beside me. After the table was full and we had been sitting there a while, Alan came waltzing over, leaned over and said to me just loud enough for some to hear: Tracy, would you still like to come over and sit with us? I wanted to sink under the table. I mean really, how do you get out of that??? As Ali came by to greet us she asked us if we had found our eternal companion at the table yet. I think I was the only one that really laughed while every one else got really uncomfortable. I love these stories!
Uncle Alan: The first time he embarrassed me was at the luncheon after the temple. He had been talking about some guys that he wants to set me up with and said that there was even one guy there at the wedding that they thought I would like. I didn't think much of it until I realized who it was. We were sitting around chatting when this particular individual walked by. Alan called out, Hey Bryce! Have you met Tracy yet? It was too late. I couldn't do anything but say, yes, we met sort of last night and hope that Alan wouldn't say anything more. After a minute or two of chit chat, Bryce walked away. Alan asked Well??? and I replied, He's MARRIED!!! But good try. I should have just played it off and called Alan out on the spot in front of Bryce but I was too flustered to think to do it.
Ah I love family weddings...June 7th is another one!!!!!

This one goes out to my man, GEORGE.
Dear George,
I just want to thank you for cooking my chicken to perfection EVERY TIME. It's truly amazing and I am just dying to know how you do it! My life will never be the same considering I now make chicken every time I work at Origins--where you are now living. I will never forget the day when Danielle brought you home from work and I thought she was crazy to have kept you there--not because I was missing out on you but because I wondered what all the fuss was about. Why was it so important to have you there? It was only when I started working there too that I realized how important it is to make freshly grilled loveliness for dinner instead of heating something nasty up in the microwave or spending what it takes to make in an hour on restaurant food. My life is now complete thanks to you.
hugs and kisses,
me



ok ok, YES I just worked an 8 hour shift and YES I'm a little delirious. For most people, working that amount of time is totally normal. For me it is, however, the past few months I've worked on a bunch of different things in that time period--do hair for a few hours, go to Origins for a few hours, sew for a few hours. So doing all Origins is a bit crazy for me. I'm more exhausted than working a 12 hour day of all three jobs. How is that???

I walked out in to the kitchen to give danielle a scare with my hannibal lecter origins face mask and was met with her black charcoal mask...

I took a color personality test a few years back and discovered that I was a 'white' with a 'red' as a close second. Taking the test made me think back through my life at my behavior. I've always been shy and super low key but there have been times where I've been really passionate about something and unleashed myself. I kinda thought that was cool and was proud to tell people my colors. Being red meant that I wasn't afraid to stand up for myself or speak my mind and white meant that I didn't ever do that so I felt like maybe there was a balance and I would only really speak up when it was important. It's only been recently that I realized being passive aggressive isn't necessarily a good thing. I let things go and in theory want to pick my battles (aka: avoid confrontation) so I don't pick any until the same battle builds up and I explode. I am a scorpio and born in the year of the dragon=calm on the outside+violent storm on the inside. I'm seriously a walking time bomb! Why am I writing about this? Probably because I actually had the courage to stick up for myself and say exactly how I felt before I exploded. I'm growing!

So my friend Jeff was in a marathon on Saturday morning and he convinced me to come along. I'm not really sure why he wanted me there....maybe to entertain him after he was finished?
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=11071833781&subj=803224777
He did a great job running. I was super spiritual and read the Ensign until he was finished. Oh and I took pictures of some different cactus--err cacti? and the red mountains since we were at Red Rock.
We had to leave at 5am so I was up at 445am. Since then, sleeping in is nearly impossible. Yesterday and today I was awake by 7am. My life is ruined! Now I can't stay up late with Danielle to watch LOST (we are almost done with season 2). I could barely keep my eyes open past 11pm last night! Oh the mutiny!

So I happened to watch Conan last night and was super excited when I found out that Will Arnett was going to be on...Will is better known to some as GOB Bluth. I think he is so hilarious and this interview was--wow--just check it out!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=z8kSZ9tbxIU
Flava Flave was on too. He was wearing a lot of fur and a bear hat---yes, a bear hat. I think my favorite part was his idea of a romantic date--Benihana's and bowling. So now we know why there is a Flavor of Love THREE.

I told Kim that I was going to list all of the jobs that I've had because let's face it, I've done a lot of random stuff! (this is just for fun because I can write whatever I want)
Hair and Make-up Artist
Wedding dress maker/alterations
Origins--retail!
Hans Klok--wig lady
Hale Theater--hair/make-up designer for all productions
Hale Theater--door manager
Sperry Van Ness--admin assis
Knox--full on data entry
Hartford--sold life insurance in the bay area
Catering--love those quinceneras(sp?)
Berret Talega Pest Control--secretary. I now hate everyone that freaks out over bugs.
Donna Karen--alterations
Aleeda Wetsuits--secretary, shipper, inventory
The Great Steak--waitress, cook
Cougar Eat--ew fast food(only lasted a month)
House Cleaning lady--I cleaned this lady's house every week in Orem and my future bro in law's house sometimes...
Wolf Mountain--sports desk: sold tickets and lessons
Beach Access--retail
The Jewelry Outlet--retail for papa. I sold expensive jewelry! good times!
Luman Green and Sons--retail for papa
Luman Green Jewelers--retail for papa
Babysitter--I babysat for EVERYONE all of the time from the time I was 10 to like whatever.

So there it is. My career life. What else should I do?

I've been tagged by kim and alicia so here ya go:
10 years ago: I was in my second to last semester at byu. I was watching xfiles every week and the guy I had accidentally fallen for told me that he got back together with his x girl and was going to marry her.
5 things to do today: photoshoot with Emily, sew Ali's dress, sew Ali's dress, sew Ali's dress, and sew Ali's dress.
I enjoy: listening to the White Stripes really loud in my car!
If I were suddenly made a billionaire: I would dedicate my life to helping the orphans.
5 jobs I've had: waitress, secretary, insurance sales, admin assis, wig mistress
5 things people don't know about me: I am addicted to Lost season 1 this week. I am terrified of commitment. I don't like candy-just chocolate. I watch the View sometimes. When I was little I would get a piece of kraft cheese and put mustard all over it and eat it--my sis would make fun of me but I loved it!

I feel like every January I find myself in the same situation--kind of unemployed but kind of not. I am somehow pulling it together enough to pay the rent etc. but I can't really figure out where the money is coming from. It's not like I have a full time job but I am working and busy all of the time. At the same time, I manage to take time off when I need it and I sleep in almost every day. I don't really want to have that taken away so I am afraid of changing anything. However, I want to go to Lake Powell this summer and with the way things are right now, I won't have much extra to do that AND travel to/live in Australia next January. Oh yes, by the way, that is the plan so long as it isn't hindered by a marriage proposal. I looked on Craig's list for a job--I've been on there many times just sorta checking it out to see what kind of options I have. Every time I have been on there, I have seen numerous posts from people in desperate need for a hairstylist or a makeup artist for a photoshoot or a movie. Today, there was not one single post which was quite saddening when I'm finally in a position to apply. I've decided it's all because of the writer's strike. All of the hairstylist that should be working on tv shows, can't because of those greedy little whores. So they are out doing the jobs that people like me would do. SO not only have the writers taken away good television and left me crap reality shows(except for project runway), but they have slimmed down the job market. You know what? I think it's their fault we are in a recession! I would strike back against them once the shows are up and running again and refuse to watch, but knowing that I was missing out on Jack saving the world again, or Michael driving in to lake, or Meredith and McDreamy breaking up again, would be too much to bare. I guess I will just have to stay in this perpetual state of semi employed for a little while longer.

http://russellandheidi.blogspot.com/
please read Heidi's entry: The Joys of Motherhood. It's brilliant!

Origins School
I sat in a room of 17 women and 1 gay man today (so 18 women) for nearly 8 straight hours. My boss Colleen is super hilarious and she has a way of making just about everything funny. Not sure how it came up but she mentioned to me one day how funny she thinks farting is--and believe me, whatever she finds funny, you will too no matter how you felt about it before. So we're sitting in class: It's about 3pm and our lunch has settled and we are starting to get super punchy because none of us have been allowed a diet coke and we're staring at a slide show about plants. Someone's chair was making a noise--at least I think it was a chair. You know how sometimes when you sit on a leather or vinyl chair and you go to move and it makes that noise? Well that is the noise I kept hearing although the chairs were all clothy cushioned seats. So the instructor stopped talking as she was pausing between thoughts and I heard a little pherrrr! I look at Colleen who is sitting across from me and she looks at me and we both had these wide eyed looks of terror slash oh my gosh I am going to die of laughter! It was as if we both wanted to yell out, uh what was that??? But we couldn't and no one acknowledged it so we had to hang our heads in silence which was totally impossible! The instructor kept talking as if nothing happened and I put my head down and pretended to take notes as the tears came to my eyes from holding back the laughter. I could hear Colleen across the table taking deep breaths and hiding her face in her hands desperately trying to contain herself. I couldn't look up for fear of meeting her face again and completely losing control! Eventually I gained composure by convincing myself at how silly my sense of humor was. I am so glad we didn't hear "the noise" the rest of the class!

Ok so I have to be the most relieved individual on the planet. I took the CA state board for cosmetology and I totally passed! I have been dreading this test since I graduated from school. I don't have immediate plans to move back to CA or anything but I wanted to have the option. I'm pretty stoked!
ok so funny thing happened--this is the best part about doing people's hair: they tell you everything! I was coloring this girl's hair and her boyfriend kept calling her. She mentioned that it's usually really hard to get a hold of her but it's easy for her to get a hold of him. She said that he's not really that busy at work so he'll always answer when she calls. She on the other hand, is always super busy at work and can't always talk. So later that day her boyfriend came over to get his hair cut. She called while he was over and after he hung up, he said the same thing as she did earlier--although he was the one that was always super busy at work and she wasn't ever that busy. I almost thought he was kidding when he said it or that maybe I was being tested to see if I would keep it in the vault! But he was being totally serious! When I saw them together later that night, I just had to laugh to myself and wonder how many other little things were going on....at this rate, I'm sure I'll find out!

Hi party people! Ok so I've had a lot of concerned individuals wondering what is going on after that last post! haha how I love you all! I'm still working at Origins in Las Vegas. I'm planning on living here for the next year because A. I signed a lease B. I don't know where else to go C. hopefully I'll get hired on to another show and D. I like it!!! The only concern I have is that Origins doesn't pay the bills and neither does just doing hair--right now-- but hopefully the two combined will be enough and eventually I will be able to fade out Origins...even though we love it!
On another note, this guy that looks like Lenny Kravitz just wrote me on this totally awesome dating website. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world! This has to be the one! jk.
-kisses

I need a job. I'm losing my mind to the point of melt down. Ok I have a job and I have work but I'm working on blind faith here and it's making my insides feel like they are burning with acid. Being self employed has its joys and its sorrows. I love that I have freedom to make a schedule that works with what I want to do but I don't love that I don't know if I am going to have anyone to put on a schedule. If you build it, they will come---right?

Ok so the you tube movie of the week is this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5nZcFIf3qc

I would just post it but it won't let me....

So how can anyone follow up this job? It's seriously been the coolest job I've ever had and I am seriously missing it. It was so wierd to not have work Friday and Sat night this last weekend. I did however get to go to Celine Dion on Friday night for her second to last performance! Auntie Mar and Andrea took me and we had sooo much fun. I love them! Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes came to the show as well and they were really cute. It was fun to see them! Big thanks to Aunt Marilyn for the big fun night.
So have any of you seen the new National Treasure yet? OF course you haven't! It's not out! But guess who did last night? ok so here is the story. So we took some friends to see I am Legend. It scared the crap out of me...to the point that I was curled up on the seat with my hands over my eyes. What a freak I am. So after the movie was over I was so scared and so full of adrenaline that I was shaking and laughing. So we were the last in the theater and this security dude came over to kick us out. He was super funny and started to joke around with us. He said we had to hurry b/c he had to go and watch national treasure. My friends had been telling him about how scared of the movie I was and so they had all been making fun of me including him. So I told him that I wanted my money back or else he could just let us come watch national treasure. He laughed and I kept pressing him to sneak us in for the special preview only for the theater employees. Finally I told him that we worked at Origins. He got all excited about the lotions and hand creams and ran inside to ask if he could get us in. When he returned he said ok let's go. He snuck us in the back! It was a really good movie! It really freaked me out though when I realized that I recognized the sound track they were using. It was none other than the same as the Hans Klok one. There were two of the songs that they used for our show in the background. So funny!

So I finally got my picture with Pam Anderson! She and Hans signed a poster for me. It was really sweet. I have to post a picture of it! Anyway, so we had a closing night party(last show was on Sat night) and my boss was sitting in this booth with Pam and the group when she motioned to me to get over on the other side of Hans for a picture. I was the first along with my co worker Maddy to get pictures with them and then only a couple of people were allowed to after us! Totally exclusive picture taking! I was bummed because Chris Angel showed up after that and my camera had broken! So I didn't get any pictures with him. For those of you who don't know who he is, he is a magician and he does that show Mind Freak. He is a freak. The chicks totally dig him (Cameron Diaz!) because he dresses like a total rocker. He does look pretty hot to be honest. I feel like such a wierdo magic world girl for knowing enough to explain who Chris Angel is. Ok here are more pictures per Cori's request! :)

I haven't decided whether or not it's a good thing the phyical therapist is in the same room as me. On the one hand, he's helped me with my back issues and I've learned A LOT about the human body from listening to everything he instructs the dancers and crew to do to treat their injuries. On the other hand, I've had to see a lot more nakedness and awkward stretching than I've ever known possible. Now don't get me wrong, everyone needs to stretch before they run out and dance on stage. This is why they have a designated area and time for 'warm up'. So why oh why is this one particular individual inclined to come in and do what Maddy and I have named the ball stretch. He doesn't stretch any other part of his body in our room. He does the splits with his bum on the floor or high in the air to stretch out his groin muscles. Today I was hunched over on the floor, combing up the hair from a haircut I had just given. I look up and I see a foot that has found it's way in front of me. Sure enough, I look over and there is a crotch being stretched a foot away from where I am. Trying not to roll my eyes, I moved the trash can in between him and myself to form a buffer and a shield. I think I'm leaning towards I'd rather have a sore back and have learned nothing about the human body.

So I decided to start taking a lot of pictures of everyone while working. I will post some of them soon. We only have a few shows left and I think we all take for granted the little moments we have working together everyday. I went up in to Hans' dressing room to take pictures of Maddy getting his hair and make up ready. In the end I took a picture of them together. Hans wanted to see it and he came over and asked me if he looked wax--as he answered the question himself with a yes, I also answered the question with a yes. He looked over at me with this look of shock and I gave him an evil grin as he said in his thick dutch accent, "you are an evil girl!" then looking at Maddy, "she said yes! did you hear her?" Then we all laughed and he gave me his email address to send him a copy of the picture. He is hilarious. I think my favorite thing he's said lately (and I can't remember if I've written this already but here goes anyway) is this: He walked back in to our hair room and we congratulated him on receiving the Magician of the Year award. He said "oh yes thankyou...now you know who you are working for." and he turned and walked out of the room.

I just read on Kirk's blog that Lance A is dating an O twin. I think I vomited in my throat. Ok now that I've got that out of the way...I have to be out of my house on Dec 2nd. It all started when my roommate sent a text saying she was leaving us on the 15th--a month and a half before scheduled evacuation of premises. So rather than letting her manipulate an innocent bistander to take her place, we gave notice. So I will be out of a house and job by Dec 8th. They officially announced yesterday that the show will not go past that date. I am thinking about staying in Vegas and working in a salon but I am afraid and nervous--which probably means it's the right thing to do.

I bought Felicity Junior Year which means my life is over until it's over. I don't know why but whenever I get in to this show, I begin to think like the characters and I start to compare them to the people around me-- I suddenly am living with Julie or Alayna and dating Ben-- err at least people just like them. The worst is when I start to narrate in my head as if I'm talking in to a tape recorder to Sally. I can hear Felicity's voice and I begin to say things like she does. It does have it's advantages. Felicity is a strong character and she says and does things that I don't have the courage to say and do. Whenever I start to feel insecure, I like to soak myself into season one so that I can get her voice in my head. Season two is just straight up sappy romantic for me so I guess that one just gives me hope in that area. I can't remember season three very well so I am excited about it...mostly excited because I know that Julie leaves the show...and she is the most annoying character. Funny enough I can complare it to my real life because there is someone leaving my life and right now she is the most annoying.

It's kind of weird when Pam Anderson asks how your birthday was. I told her about getting the 25 kisses and she was probably thinking, that's it? They just kissed you and just on the cheek? haha But it's cool that when my boss asked me if I had smoked or drank last night or at all since I have been in Vegas, I was able to say no. She was convinced that when I moved here I would start partying. It's all b/c of the ac/dc and other crap on my ipod that she's heard me listening to. It makes her laugh that I am attracted to the 'bad boy' type. I had a crush on one of the stage hands and he has hair half way down his back, drives a harley, and listens to like guns and roses. I think she thinks I'm the teacher on the van halen hot for teacher video--I'm just going to bust out one day and be crazy. Contrary to popular belief, I really don't believe rock and roll is entirely evil. Listening to it isn't going to make me go out and be a crazy girl...but that's just me.

Happy Halloween!!! It was a good birthday for me... I think 31 is going to be an ok year. Actually, being in my 30's is working out pretty awesome. I like it more and more all of the time! This week has been filled with cake and parties and costumes. I got a text message at 6am from Loofa with a picture of her brand new baby...was hoping he was born on Halloween but he missed it by 45 minutes. So he'll be a day before-er. I got a ton of happy birthday texts and calls which made for a good morning. Ken took me to lunch at Mon Ami Gabi and it was sooo fun. I did Seth's make up and hair so that he looked like the 1986 David Bowie in the movie Labrynth. I'll post pictures soon. Danielle, Kira, and I were dolls: rosy cheeks and big plastic eyelashes, ribbons, pigtails, and lacey socks.
I think my favorite part of the night was trying to get 31 kisses at a mormon halloween party. My friend Kira and I stood by the front door at this house and she stopped about 70%(only the cute ones) of the guys that walked through that door and asked them if they would give me a kiss on the cheek for my birthday. Most of them were cool with it and could care less or they were excited about it but some of them had the biggest hang ups! We're talking a kiss on the cheek...not a marriage proposal. There were two that offered hugs but no kiss. I told them to keep walking! I kinda lost count but I think I made it to 25. Not bad...25 guys to kiss you in the period of about an hour? Happy Birthday to me!

As some of you may of heard, Pam got married to Rick Solomon on Saturday. So I know the burning question in each of your heads must be: Tracy, did you go to the wedding? Sadly, the answer is no. I would have loved to be there and see Toby Maguire (SPIDERMAN!!!). I was however, involved in getting the wedding party ready and I was at the villa they got married in. I was also invited to the exclusive after party...errr maybe it was a reception? I was heavily warned against it so I guess it was good when I missed my ride in the black SUV over there! To be brutally honest, I couldn't believe that she was going through with the whole thing and I thought it was a total mockery of marriage. BUT when I got to the villa that day, Pam jumped up off the floor and shook my hand and kissed me on the cheek saying thankyou for coming and helping out! Then she scurried around trying on different outfits with her dresser, trying to decide what to wear that night. She was really excited and very happy. I couldn't help but be just as excited and happy for her! I really hope that things work out with the two of them. Rick is a nice guy and his daughters are very sweet. I think there is definate potential for success in the meshing of the two families. I wish them the best of luck!

I totally stole this from Becky's page. haha This is me cutting her daughter Ava's hair.
http://3boysand2girls.blogspot.com/2007/09/avas-new-haircut.html

Yesterday I dyed a wig. It felt like craft day because I wasn't using any of the things you would normally use to dye hair. I bought two orange sharpees and had one of the stage crew guys break them open. I put the spongy ink pads in a spray bottle and added some alcohol. I wrapped a block in plastic and pinned the hair to it. I then sprayed the wig with the orange mixture after which I wrapped the hair in straws I had cut in half. I pinned the straws now wrapped in hair to the block and sprayed more orange. Then I baked it. My cuticles are orange, parts of my work station are orange, and maybe even the floor is a little orange. The only thing that isn't quite orange is the wig. :(

So remember the mentor? Just read towards the beginning of this blog and be reminded. I never thought that we would live in the same town and become friends--friends that hang out, text, and call each other. How did that happen? Turns out, he is actually a really nice guy. He's totally someone I can be silly with and act like a total idiot and he laughs at me. He's the same way which makes it all the more fun. What's really crazy is that I actually got over the my-face-turns-red-everytime-I-talk-to-you syndrome. I once compared him to Jake Ryan from 16 Candles. If I were to walk up behind him at the dance and he turned around and smiled, I would look down and walk away leaving him wondering. So now I wonder if I can be like Samantha Baker and turn my crush into a boyfriend. Will he be kissing me on top of a glass table over a birthday cake? I guess we'll see at the end of October.

The following has absolutely nothing to do with anything I write on this blog. I am officially straying from the topic. Maybe that's a good thing and all of you will welcome it with open arms. Here goes: I am officially obsessed with Jane Austin's life and her literature. My sister and I went and saw Becoming Jane the other night and I cried. Why did I cry? It was when Jane's sister's fiance died; Jane and the mom were in the bedroom with tears in their eyes as they tried to slow the sobs of their sister/daughter. I could some how feel their pain and anguish and I could see the story unfolding of how Jane and her sister came to live together the remainder of their days in a little house in Hampshire, England. It was fascinating to me to see how there was a specific time in their lives where the course was changed and all ideals could never be. Jane never married but look what she did with her life. She wrote the most amazing stories. I can read or watch the movies about them over and over again and never tire. I can only hope that I can become such an accomplished woman. I love doing hair and makeup etc. But why can't I go on to learn photography, writing, art, music? So much to learn and do, and our lives our so short!

It's been a star studded couple of weekends for me. This girl from Holland, Katja Schuurman, came in to the theater with a film crew and was going to be in the show Saturday night. Apparently she's totally famous in Holland. I just googled her and found all of these pictures of her and the stuff she's done. Anyway, I had to do her hair and makeup for the show. I was pretty nervous because I didn't want to screw up for one and for another, I had to scrounge make up together by temporarily stealing from Hans and digging for whatever makeup I had left from my school kit. Awesome. So I get all ready for her and then she tells me, oh my camera crew is going to be in here and they are going to film me getting ready. The adrenaline started and I felt like I had drank 50 diet cokes because I was trying not to shake! Not only was the camera in there, but the cameraman, Francois, held it about a foot from her face. We're talking extreme close up on my makeup application skills and it's going to be spread all over Holland television. My career is over! Not really. Katja was actually more nervous than I was...not because of me! She was terrified that she was going to mess up on her tricks, I mean Illusions. So the more she rattled on in Dutch to the camera and did her deep breathing exercises, the calmer I became. Eventually, I finished and she actually looked pretty dang good if I do say so myself. She thanked me after the show for making her look beautiful. aahhh.

It was kind of lucky that I made her up that weekend because this last weekend, my co worker was too sick to come in to work and she does Hans' makeup and hair! Hans and I don't have the best history...we got off to a bit of a rocky start I think. I also think he thinks I'm 12 and doesn't really respect my talent. So my boss told his assistant that I would be getting him ready that night and his assistant sounded a bit wary of that. So my boss told him that I had done Katja the weekend before and loved me etc. This quickly put his mind at ease and he must have told Hans because he was totally cool to me and was even joking around with me a bit. My boss told me that he looked good that night which was a total relief. At the end of the day, all that matters is what she thinks because she is the one that is going to keep me working!

so I just got an email from Pamela Anderson on her iphone. She wanted me to have her email address, you know, just in case I need to get a hold of her. What???? So funny. I just got this picture in my head: shopping together and going out for a drink after work. ha ha. I hope I have a reason to use it at least once before this is all over.

It rained in the theater tonight...pipes were leaking so ceilings were near collapsing and walls were soaked. The water triggered the fire alarms at the end of the first show. We started the second show and it was all going fine until the emergency lights flickered on and they couldn't figure out how to turn them off. If the lights are on, you can see how some of the illusions work=bad news for Hans. So Hans called the show and went out on stage to tell the audience. Pam came out and together they had an awkward conversation about how they wished they could keep going but the show was over.
On a different note, I had to buy Pam some Kerastase shampoo/conditioner today. Karen, my boss, said that I should just go and give it to her myself. I didn't want to but I did it anyway. Karen reintroduced me as if Pam hasn't seen me and talked to me a hundred times so I felt really lame! ha ha! She liked what I had bought and told me what other stuff she wanted. So back to the store AGAIN. I shopped for hair product for three hours today. Who knew that it would take so long to get stuff for HAIR. I really wish that there was a beauty distributer in Vegas that carried every brand. I had to go to Sally's, Maly's, West Coast, Armstrong McCall, and Diva Studio, all on opposite ends of town. Ok ok, I'll stop crying.

This is Gemma. She keeps us entertained back stage while Pam is doing her bit and the dancers are waiting to go on....

All of the cast and crew were invited to celebrate Pam's 40th birthday at a private lounge area in the casino. I got there about 1am (our last show ends at 1130 and I had work to do). Pam arrived about 5 or 10 minutes after I did. She opened some presents and they brought out a big pink cake with sparklers for candles and we all sang happy birthday. We were led by Tommy Lee...no, they aren't dating. It was almost like being at a birthday party at chuckee cheese only there were no games or mice. There were gay men and strippers that were drunk and dancing about to a really great dj so it was almost like chuckee's stage show. After about 30 minutes, I didn't see Pam again. She totally dissappeared but Hans was there still so I got a picture with him. Good times.

Having a tender moment but no matter what they say in the stupid tabloids, THEY ARE JUST FRIENDS.

this is to prove how close I got to Tommy Lee...

this is me and Sophie....I look like Satan

Vicky and Gemma...funny funny girls

Since there are so many difference dance routines in the show, the dancers all get very tired and joke around that I should just step in for them. At the beginning of the show, when they are all on stage, me and the dressers stand there and watch them and try and copy some of their moves. I am hoping that by the end of this, I'll have all of the choreography memorized--just because I think it would be funny. Last night, Gemma, one of the dancers, didn't go in for the Tango because she hurt her back a couple of weeks ago doing it. So we were standing on the side watching and I started doing the moves like I do with the dressers. However since Gemma actually knows how to do it, she started showing me and doing it with me so I could follow her. During the second show, we did it again but this time I had an audience....all of the stage hands turned around and saw what we were doing and started clapping. And just my luck, the resident dirtector came walking around the corner, saw what was going on, and stopped to watch. Had there been any light, they would have seen how red my face was.

Opening night was on June 2nd. The mentor was my date which is funny on so many levels but that's another story. Anyway, we had fun but I've never felt more like I was in highschool. First of all, it was a total VIP party...I mean what party with Pam Anderson wouldn't be, right? We walked in on a path of white carpet covered in red rose petals, sheer curtains billowing around us like we were walking through clouds. When we got outside there were tons of people, loud music, and showgirls covered in feathers posing on tall platforms around the pool. We had some food and drinks--at least my date did and we walked around and said hi to people. I realized there were two levels of the party and you had to have a wrist band to go up to the other level. The other level was where Pam, Sylvester Stalone, and Amy Whinehouse hung out. What I couldn't figure out was why they would put two separate parties next to each other. If the famous people didn't want to hang out with the group, then why did they even come? It was so stupid and it made me feel like the nerd that wanted to hang out with the popular kids. Even if I was in the same party as the famous people, I probably wouldn't have talked to them because I obviously don't really know them. Keeping me isolated from them was saying that if I was to go around them, I would paw at them and ask them to be the godparent of my firstborn. What they didn't know was that all I would have done was run up to Sylvester and yelled Adrienne! in my best Rocky voice and then moved on to Amy and said Rehab might not be such a bad idea for you. But they didn't even give me a chance to show how cool and calm I can be around celebrities.
Speaking of which, I finally got to meet Tommy Lee the other night. He's totally hot in real life and when he came walking down the back stairway from Pam's dressing room along with several other guests, I couldn't help but look up and smile at him while I said, Hey you're Tommy Lee! He was totally cool and nice and said something like nice to meet you while smiling back at me with an awkward grin like ya that's me. When I met Pam she was kind of the same way like ok you know who I am so what are you going to do? Are you going to get all crazy and act like a total retard? Of course I didn't and so when I hung up balloons in her room she talked to me as if she'd known me for a year.

It's finally opening night and I can feel the stress starting to drain from my pores. Last night we had a preview which means we had a live audience. The show was rolling along fine but I was totally on cruise control--wig off, wig on, wig off, wig on. Pam doesn't come out until about half way through the show and they kind of make it a big deal with big music and fireworks or whatever. So the music is on and she is walking out--big blond hair, tall heels, and shiny short shorts--a siren goes off and all of us look around at each other like, did they change the music? Is this new? Then a woman's voice comes on saying, "A fire alarm in the building has been triggered." I start to look around a bit frantic and all I could think was wait we haven't had a fire drill yet! Is this a fire drill? NO it can't be--we're in the middle of a show! So we just waited as the siren kept blairing overhead and Pam and Hans stood on stage looking around, not sure what to do but almost trying to go on with the show. I wandered back to the wig room and saw that there were two men trying to get in to the pyro room which is right next door. The physical therapy guy said he had heard a loud pop come from that room. Sure enough, they opened the doors and smoke came rushing out. It filled up the backstage area and they cancelled the rest of the show. I got a sudden rush of energy knowing that there wasn't any damage so I still have a job but the night was over! Wig off.

I thought I would be hot in Vegas but I'm really just cold. Everywhere I go they blast the a/c to compensate for outside! So I am constantly walking outside to warm up. Today I am avoiding this guy that I've been crushing on because I found out yesterday that he is in a relationship. This makes things a little awkward for me because he's been flirting with me like mad. For example, yesterday he walked in to my work area to tell me that I looked really good. It wasn't but a few minutes later that he was telling me that he had a child with this girl that he's been with for five years. When I left that day he did a construction worker call at me. What a dirt bag!

My job is so Hollywood. Carmen Elecktra bailed out of the show and Pam Anderson stepped in. (I got to help do her hair the other day!) So when David Hasselhoff showed up on Monday it felt like a bay watch reunion. All three have been at the theater now in the past month. How silly is that? I've also seen Bruce Willis, Sugar Ray Leonard, Simon Cowell, Sharon Osborne, and Jerry Springer. Tomorrow we have another photoshoot which I'm excited about. They are my favorite thing to do so far because once we have them ready to go, all we have to do is touch up. I had one a few weeks ago and I was in charge of hair and makeup for 16 dancers. Half of them were boys so I didn't have to do really anything at all to them. The girls however needed constant primping--combing and blotting etc. Once we were done shooting them I helped with the stars of the show which was even more work but it was fun making them look perfect for every shot.

The wig and make up room has been the place where everyone hangs out. They all bring in their lap tops and get on line and chit chat. The best part of today was when the Dutch people started talking about horny emails. One guy mentioned that he had to check his email and everyone kept asking him if they were horny emails. His reply was that he had to write himself horny emails because no one sends those to him. This older woman offered to write him horny emails because she felt bad for him.
The other thing that happened was I was sitting in the back of the room making a list and the next thing I knew all of Hans’ team had filtered in, sat down and they were having a meeting about all of the different illusions they were planning. I wasn’t sure if they wanted me to hear what they were talking about but I had no idea what anything meant so I don’t think they cared. There was talk of doves though which made me very happy because of this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OysVaCCUAHA

Monday was my first day. I didn’t have to be in until 11am but I left at about 1015 just to be sure I would be on time. It’s a good thing I did because I was more than a half hour late! I thought I knew where the theater was but due to the construction, I couldn’t see it and I drove down the entire strip. Finally with the help of Ben on map quest, I found the parking garage. I was so frazzled by that point that I couldn’t think clearly. I was driving around looking for a parking space and it was so full. I kept circling around thinking, oh I will just go up to the top level. But the more I drove around, the fuller the lot seemed to be. Finally I realized, Tracy, you are not getting any higher in this parking garage. Sure enough, I looked at what level I was on and realized I had driven around level three about ten times.
When I finally got there it was very chaotic and Karen was in meeting after meeting so there wasn’t a whole lot for me to do. I wandered back stage to comb out a couple of wigs and there was Hans. He was lying in one of his contraptions and I could only see the upper half of his body and it took me a while to figure out where the rest of it was. Everyone back there was Dutch and they were all chattering away in Dutch but sometimes they would throw in an English word or two. This is going to be a crazy show.

It was only three weeks ago that I got a call from Karen Stevens, Production Supervisor for Phantom of the Opera Las Vegas. She left me a message telling me that she had received my resume from Ben and wanted to talk to me about a project she had coming up. I met with her about three days later in Las Vegas. There is a new show coming to town, an illusionist from Holland named Hans Klok is doing "Faster Than Magic" and he’s bringing in Carmen Elektra...to look pretty? Karen offered me a job to do wigs and hair for it. She wants to mentor me along and bring me in to the business. She’s won Emmy Awards and hires for a lot of the theater productions in Vegas. So once the show is up and running I will be working Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. But until then it’s pre-production so I work everyday.

can you cut black people's hair?
I'm in Arizona and today I cut and colored Deanna's and Liz's hair. We were standing in line at Chipotle, waiting to order our burritos when I heard a man behind me talking to Liz and complimenting her on her haircut. Deanna pointed to me and said, "She did it!" I was surprised to turn around and find a black man standing there. He looked at me astonished and said, "You did??" He complimented her hair a bunch and then he asked, "Can you cut black people's hair?" I said yes (even though I had never cut a black man's hair--only black women's but same thing, right?) and he offered me $20 to cut his. I laughed and said ok but I didn't have time really as I'm leaving tomorrow, I don't live here, and I don't have anything with me. He said we could go to his house as it's only two blocks away and I could use his clippers. I agreed as scary as that sounds and he introduced himself as Jules from New York. He told me that I had better not mess up and accidently cut a hole in his hair cut. I said that if I did I would just shave my name into his head. He liked that idea. He called his brother somewhere between finishing his food and meeting us outside. He handed me the phone and said I had to talk to his brother because he was saying he was crazy for having a white girl cut his hair. (I can't say that I don't agree.) His brother told me that Jules wouldn't pay me and that I should be prepared for that. Having watched Jerry Maguire that day I said, "Oh do I need to have him show me the money?" Everyone was laughing now. His brother then rephrased and said that Jules would pay me but it would be in trade. I asked, "trade for what???" Jules was still laughing and grabbed the phone away saying his brother was crazy. So we followed Jules and his friend Sean over to their condo. Liz stayed in the car and called her friend to tell him where we were at just in case something bad happened. As I was cutting his hair, he couldn't seem to let the idea of me shaving my name in his head go. He kept bringing it up saying that if I did he would have to be my boyfriend. He kept saying stuff about how he is 'real' and it's probably been a long time since I've been with a man that is 'real'. He also kept saying how beautiful he thinks I am and how we met for a reason. I kept saying that I live in Utah so it couldn't work and he finally said, "Have you seen my house? I can fly anywhere I want! See, that's me being real!" He wanted to know how he could see me again and I told him he could find me on my space. ha ha

Well it's official...I am a beauty school graduate! I finished my hours on Monday and signed up for the state board exam for the end of February. So now it's time to go back to the real world where I get to work and make money every day. It's been a nice break but I've missed having an income to waste on the frivolities of life. I'm assisting a girl in making dresses for the runway show at a hair convention in Vegas. I'm hoping this will lead me to some amazing job. This week I've felt anything but pleasant from stressing over my next career move. I'm breaking out in rashes and my skin is horrible. I don't sleep at night sometimes and I've been having dreams about weird stuff--for example I had a dream that No Doubt was playing at a work party and they wanted to audition a new singer. All of my coworkers and I wanted to try but the only songs I knew were Gwen Stefani. Either I've been watching too much of The Office or I am a closet Gwen fan--or maybe both?

So my friend at work told me that she was walking on campus the other day when she heard a girl talking on her phone. The girl said something about Paul Mitchell so my friend listened in. This is what she heard. "Ya get Tracy... I don't know! I don't care what her number is just request her! She did my hair and she's GOOD. You HAVE to get HER... I'm telling you! ...Just call Paul Mitchell and ask for Tracy Green... Yes." After weeks of feeling pretty insecure about my abilities due to a chain of events that I won't go in to, I have to say that makes me feel pretty awesome.

Today was 'ugly Christmas Sweater' day. It was soooo awesome. We all wore the ugliest Christmas sweater that we could find and had to act like it was no big deal when our clients came in. We weren't supposed to let them in on the joke but I couldn't help myself when this ultra chic client of mine came in. I was wearing a red sweatshirt with Christmas teddy bears surrounded in puffy paint. Oh the mutiny! I couldn't bare anyone in the world thinking I would wear such an atrocious beast on purpose. So when she asked if we were having some kind of a Christmas themed day, I let her in on the secret. One of the students actually complimented all of us on our sweaters and said she thought they were all cute and would actually like wearing one. There are just all kinds in the world...