<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:48:17.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gayla's Calendar and Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-6741875510374832616</id><published>2011-06-21T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:55:10.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Casting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just got back from a NYC trip that included some choral teaching, and casting for the reading. Exhausted but excited about everyone on board so far! The website is expanded and I'll be adding cast bios soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-6741875510374832616?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6741875510374832616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=6741875510374832616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6741875510374832616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6741875510374832616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2011/06/casting.html' title='Casting'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-8607496960761468790</id><published>2011-05-19T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:50:57.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MARY Reading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So--it's finally happening! Thanks to the efforts of Frank Galgano, who will be stage directing, and Matt Castle, who will music direct, an Equity staged reading of MARY - A MUSICAL will be presented on the stage of the York Theater on Tuesday, July 19th. Free and open to the public. That means you. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited, and nervous. We're hoping to entice a few industry professionals to  be in the audience, along with professional colleagues and friends and family. Check the show's website to see the cast and crew: MaryAMusical.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of some rewrites that I'm hoping will improve the show from its last iteration, and writing at least one new song. In case you missed the earlier post, MARY was a finalist in last summer's O'Neill NMTC competition, so the show has legs. :-)  Sadly, my collaborator, co-librettist Jean Mornard (who has taken a step back from the show because of her other career pursuits) will be doing her diaconate internship in Vermont during July, so not sure whether she'll be able to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned to this blog and to the musical's website, MARYAMUSICAL.com, for additional details as the date gets closer. But put it on your calendars NOW! And in the meantime, please be thinking happy, positive, full-of-energy-and-creative-juices thoughts for me and all involved in making this happen. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-8607496960761468790?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8607496960761468790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=8607496960761468790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8607496960761468790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8607496960761468790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2011/05/mary-reading.html' title='MARY Reading!'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-8729808380689976851</id><published>2011-02-12T22:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:45:03.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 is well under way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm in the thick of rehearsals for DIRTY ROTTEN SCOUNDRELS at the Waterfront, and having a fantastic time. It's the only thing I really have time to think about until after opening night on March 3rd. Fine with me. I LOVE being back in the rehearsal process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-8729808380689976851?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8729808380689976851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=8729808380689976851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8729808380689976851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8729808380689976851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011-is-well-under-way.html' title='2011 is well under way...'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7674367729550989565</id><published>2010-10-29T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T15:25:11.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress-Free? NEVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In my last post, Aria and I had just moved into our new home. A week later, we were gone. For a month. Working and visiting friends and family. It was a wonderful, busy, fulfilling, exhausting month of reconnecting. I was so grateful to have had the chance to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I jumped right back into the thick of things upon our return in mid-August. :-) And--although thankfully we had no actual hurricanes during Hurricane Season!--the hurricane of my life and activities hasn't stopped since!  Check my calendar to the right and you'll see why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And the calendared events are only the visible, attendable evidence of the many many artistic opportunities I've been pursuing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My KeyWestViolinist.com business is growing slowly but surely, yay! So I've been playing occasional weddings, and have several contracts for early 2011 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've also continued to promote MARY - A MUSICAL by marketing it to theaters and applying to additional awards programs and contests...and that meant recording additional demo tracks, which concluded VERY successfully this week thanks to the fantastic talents of Frank Galgano (producer, actor/singer, engineer) and Matt Castle (music director, actor/singer, pianist), the co-owners of CustomBroadwayMidi.com--and truly amazing friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I'll be substituting as organist/cantor at my church while the regular organist/music minister takes a well-deserved vacation over Thanksgiving. I had *just* begun to start playing as a sub in NYC after a hiatus of about 15 years. I'm pretty excited about getting the chance to play again...especially since it won't be a regular commitment. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In non-business life: I've been so busy and overwhelmed that I recently realized an entire day had gone by without me paying a BIT of attention to little Aria!!! Which is--of course--COMPLETELY unacceptable. I made a promise to myself that day that I'd reorganize my life so that a walk with her every day became a priority. So far so good. :-)  We walk often to the marina nearby on the Gulf. But I also bought a cute, "Conch"-y bicycle and Aria (in a backpack front-loading pouch--pink, natch!) and I bike occasionally now over to the Atlantic for a glass of wine on Salute's outdoor porch on the beach...ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also getting to know my neighbors better--all of them really generous, sweet, good-hearted people. I'm sooooo grateful to be in this neighborhood! In fact, my nearest neighbors (in the condo complex and next door) are gathering on the next-door porch tonight to watch the Locals' Fantasy Fest Parade tonight (yes, Aria, too!). :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy Fest starts "The Season" here in Key West. Last year, I wasn't really part of KW texture enough to be swept up in the holidays. It'll be a discovery this year--one of SOOOOO many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm still loving it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My suspicion, based on the last few posts, is that I won't be posting again until 2011...so, just in case, WARM holidays to you from Paradise--make the most of the magic of the Love in this special season!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7674367729550989565?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7674367729550989565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7674367729550989565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7674367729550989565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7674367729550989565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2010/10/stress-free-never.html' title='Stress-Free? NEVER!'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-576300548615573486</id><published>2010-07-07T17:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:28:54.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, my last post asked how 2 months could go by without posting...and it's now been three since that entry. But my excuse is pretty good: buying, renovating, and moving into a condo, Aria's and my new home in Key West!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the day before my birthday, spent a month doing renovations (new floors, addition of a washer/dryer including new plumbing and electric, painting, and all the unexpected surprises that go along with reno work), moved in June 11, and have spent the past month trying to settle in and finish up the little touches...like installing blinds, which will hopefully happen before the end of this week. At which point, I do believe it will all pretty much be done...and I can start just enjoying the new space. And I do love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been competing in Aqua Idol since mid-May, have played violin for a few weddings, and was cast in the Waterfront Playhouse's 2011 musical, DIRTY ROTTEN SCOUNDRELS along with some of the most talented actors in Key West. Such a good few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted. But happy. And grateful for A/C! As well as for the lack of oil throughout the Keys so far...yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a wonderful summer, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-576300548615573486?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/576300548615573486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=576300548615573486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/576300548615573486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/576300548615573486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-home.html' title='We&apos;re Home!!!'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-5188234690538198997</id><published>2010-04-29T13:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:25:44.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Usual Schedule...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How did two months go by without me posting anything...oh wait, I know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Red Barn's SHORT ATTENTION SPAN THEATRE for the past 4 weeks. An evening of 8 ten-minute plays, and I'm in 4 of them. Sooooooo much fun, lots of talent on stage and I've loved getting to know other KW actors. Next week's the last week of performances and I'll be sad to see it coming to an end. Although that will leave me more time for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. KeyWestViolinist.com. It took some time to build the site, but it's already paying off--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've already got 2 weddings booked and hope that's going  to spread. Quickly?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This week, I finally got a local cell and phone number, yay! So how much time is invested learning a new phone's quirks?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And I'm hopefully closing on my new KW home in 2 weeks, yay!!!!  A smallish 1BR condo, but the location is wonderful--near enough to town for walking/biking but far enough for a lovely quiet atmosphere, and only 4 blocks from the Gulf of Mexico and a sweet little marina. Good walking ahead for me and little Aria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to do a little remodeling before moving into the space in early June. In fact, after finding out what it would cost to have someone else organize the work for me, I've decided to take over contracting duties myself. Which means I'll be organizing an electrician, plumber, carpenter, flooring installer, and possibly a painter if I decide I can afford that along with everything else, eek. But if you know me at all, you know the Type A in me loves that controlling organizational hat, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Key West continues to be SUCH a wonderful adventure for me. I hope your days are full of joy and adrenaline and challenge, too. Hugs from Paradise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-5188234690538198997?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5188234690538198997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=5188234690538198997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5188234690538198997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5188234690538198997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/usual-schedule.html' title='The Usual Schedule...'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7881411502630433146</id><published>2010-02-20T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:43:59.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;After a longish cool spell, today was back to the stereotype of a beautiful beautiful afternoon in Key West. An afternoon to stroll along the ocean walkway with Aria, baring my white shins to the sunshine for the first time since November, meeting a friend on her bike passing by, breathing deeply the fishy salt air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A lovely Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7881411502630433146?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7881411502630433146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7881411502630433146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7881411502630433146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7881411502630433146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7746476581650938322</id><published>2010-01-04T12:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:27:51.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just spent a few minutes re-reading my 2008 Christmas newsletter and then (completely unrelated) looking at a NYC's friend's website. My 2008 newsletter was full of accomplishments. My friend's website was full of upcoming performances in well-known venues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I was getting a knot in my stomach as I read both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I was aware of the pressures of success while I was in the midst of them. And if I'm honest--yes, I'm a little worried about being away from it all. Will I do nothing now? Will what I do be mediocre? Will I be satisfied even if it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I quit performing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think the answer to any of those questions is "yes." And the bigger answer is in the knot. I'm so, SO glad to be away from the pressure of whether what I'm doing is leading anywhere or impressing anyone or adding some significance to my resume so that I can climb higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly the right time in my life to extract myself from that process. And wish my friends who are still on that path incredible success. And not feel any remorse that I'm no longer pursuing that same kind of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And count on still doing Good Work, wherever I am, however often I am able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7746476581650938322?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7746476581650938322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7746476581650938322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7746476581650938322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7746476581650938322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-4906517960935410840</id><published>2009-12-31T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:05:51.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Aria and I are beginning the new year quietly, in our little apartment, sitting on the balcony with a glass of wine, watching the stars and a full moon shining along with the candles in the chiminea. I've been socializing a lot since arriving in Key West and it's been fun and easy and different for me! But tonight, rather than brave the masses celebrating on Duval Street downtown, Aria and I opted for a calmer night at home, fresh fish for dinner, and quiet music on the boombox. Probably Dick Clark at about 11:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;In 2010, I hope to find an unforced balance between community--enjoying the easy social life that Key West is offering me--and comfortable solitude as I enjoy the slower pace of and by the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy New Year to us all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-4906517960935410840?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4906517960935410840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=4906517960935410840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/4906517960935410840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/4906517960935410840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-begins.html' title='2010 Begins'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-1914323959658915254</id><published>2009-08-12T12:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:49:17.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Happening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The contract's signed. Okay, there are a couple more major hurdles to get past (buyer financing and my co-op board's approval)...but if everything goes as planned--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm LEAVING NYC and MOVING TO KEY WEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really loved New York, and it still feels like home to me and probably always will. But I feel like, after 12 years, I've probably done what I'm going to do here. I've been able to do some amazing things, but now my performing/writing career in NYC feels like it's in the process of plateau-ing, not spiking. And although my time and work here has been amazing, I must say that no aspect of my career (other than choral work, which has had some fantastic moments) has reached the peak of what I'd imagined when I came to the Big Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Just another typical New York performer's story...  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not complaining, not at all. But the financial struggle of making ends meet here has just become too daunting for me without the promise of career superb-ness. :-)  With the cash from the sale of my apartment here, I can buy a condo in Key West. And without a mortgage there, my copyediting work will pay my bills. I do plan to pursue work as a performer there, and to continue writing. But any income from those pursuits can be icing on the cake, rather than my lifeline to meeting expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's an OCEAN!!!  And beautiful weather 9 months of the year (instead of a few scattered, undependable days here and there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you unfamiliar with Key West ("KW"), it's a small community with a lot of personality and plenty of cultural activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are 3 theaters in town, 2 of which I know to be Equity, and a community theater an hour north. I hope to do some acting again, which I've sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a symphony orchestra, and I'm hoping my violin playing will be adequate to get me a seat in the back of the 2nd violin section. :-)  I'm actually really looking forward to playing again--and maybe subbing with a wedding quartet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's at least one community choir that I can sing with, and I may pursue singing as a volunteer with one of the Catholic churches in the area, although I'm hoping to avoid actual church work for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are apparently about 8 piano bars always looking for subs, too! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A friend in KW has had opportunity to sing in an opera in the past, so I'm not sure what classical work is available there, but I'm kind of figuring that part of my life will only exist in NYC, and am hoping I can sing once in a while when I come back for a visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I'll definitely be back in NYC at least once a year. I'll need to see my friends here. And occasionally I'm sure I'll just need a City fix! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't yet have a date for leaving, but it looks like possibly mid-October. So I may get to see the leaves start turning in Central Park once more as a resident. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll get used to palm trees. And mojitos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-1914323959658915254?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1914323959658915254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=1914323959658915254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/1914323959658915254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/1914323959658915254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-happening.html' title='It&apos;s Happening!'/><author><name>Gayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229436677834111092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nIRzlJ2kg/TJJAiQQxW4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Vmf-ejur0Rs/S220/Photo+1_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-5789219853257929878</id><published>2009-03-14T18:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:16:00.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhhh, Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/Sbwq9yVjlPI/AAAAAAAAADs/8ro6U5DAeKw/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/Sbwq_CxHr_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fhIc47P1ds4/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313168922953363442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-5789219853257929878?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5789219853257929878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=5789219853257929878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5789219853257929878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5789219853257929878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahhhhhh-vacation.html' title='Ahhhhhh, Vacation!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/Sbwq9yVjlPI/AAAAAAAAADs/8ro6U5DAeKw/s72-c/IMG_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-6422856666891031593</id><published>2009-02-27T23:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:07:01.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-6422856666891031593?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6422856666891031593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=6422856666891031593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6422856666891031593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6422856666891031593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacation_27.html' title='VACATION!!!!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-5788666808787830574</id><published>2009-02-18T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:35:04.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting one! Soon. Very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on by my fingernails until then. I'm so grateful that some extra work came through so I can afford to go away and recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you all know how I feel. I hope you get to take a vacation, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-5788666808787830574?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5788666808787830574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=5788666808787830574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5788666808787830574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5788666808787830574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-4829915274471896960</id><published>2009-01-21T00:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:18:35.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Congratulations, America. As our new President said today, "We have chosen hope over fear..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's right, I'm full of hope today. I hope you are, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us every one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-4829915274471896960?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4829915274471896960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=4829915274471896960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/4829915274471896960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/4829915274471896960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s a New Day!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-6494453670806926021</id><published>2009-01-06T23:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:42:39.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy New Year, Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-6494453670806926021?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6494453670806926021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=6494453670806926021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6494453670806926021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6494453670806926021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-1030593106814159925</id><published>2008-12-21T22:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:22:41.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SU8H7JNxdvI/AAAAAAAAACc/Jl0G98r5tBc/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SU8H7JNxdvI/AAAAAAAAACc/Jl0G98r5tBc/s320/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282449600596244210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Glad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tidings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Holiday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gayla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-1030593106814159925?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1030593106814159925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=1030593106814159925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/1030593106814159925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/1030593106814159925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SU8H7JNxdvI/AAAAAAAAACc/Jl0G98r5tBc/s72-c/photo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-1427286050365813581</id><published>2008-12-06T23:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:07:13.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living In the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;When you sing or act or entertain in some other way as part/all of your professional life, it's easy to think "just another gig." I've had the amazing privilege of singing from some of the major concert stages in NYC. Tomorrow will be the--I don't know, tenth maybe?--time I've sung in Carnegie Hall, and this time with fewer singers than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The extra performance weight on us as individuals is exciting. The soloists, all of them, headed up by Dawn Upshaw, are each fantastic and hearing them sing and watching them act is exciting. The conductor, Robert Spano, is sooooo skilled and musical and clear, and beyond that, is kind and affirming and respectful and collegial, not just to the instrumentalists, not just to the soloists, but also to each member of the 18-voice women's choir. And that's exciting. (Click &lt;a href="http://www.carnegiehall.org/article/box_office/events/evt_10902.html?selecteddate=12072008"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the Carnegie page on the concert.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And when the music's good--and tomorrow's music is more than that--and everything's clicking, the rehearsal periods are also times of complete and consciously shared joy. It's the reason many of us began pursuing music professionally in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But at today's dress rehearsal, I tried to take one extra step in "just another rehearsal"--I tried to breathe deeply, and look around at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; I was. Yes, I've sung there before. But I never ever &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; want to take for granted that I'm singing on the stage of Carnegie Hall.  I know there are extremely talented musicians across the country who smile and think of singing there as a distant dream that isn't even on the horizon of what they consider Possible Reality in their lives. And here I am, doing it. Amazing. It's beyond privileged. It's something I feel the deepest gratitude about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;For those of you who may read this and wonder how it feels to sing at Carnegie Hall...it feels incredibly special. Know that I'm trying to appreciate it for your sake as well as for mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;And tomorrow (Sunday Dec. 7) at 2:00 (well, probably 2:05), take a deep breath and walk with me out onto that stage from wherever you're sitting. It's magical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-1427286050365813581?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1427286050365813581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=1427286050365813581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/1427286050365813581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/1427286050365813581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/living-in-moment.html' title='Living In the Moment'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7047575441124581276</id><published>2008-12-03T17:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:08:08.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanksgiving's come and gone (although the turkey remains...), and now we're into December. This week's my busiest of the month. I'm looking forward to tomorrow night's performance at Square One with Frank singing with me! And then this weekend at Carnegie, with Dawn Upshaw! And Robert Spano conducting! and the St. Luke's Orchestra playing!  Pretty spectacular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe some Christmas caroling with Cynthia Weinrich's group, What the Dickens!, but pickings look slim this year. And the good news in that is that I'll actually have 2 fairly free weeks to enjoy the season!!!  It's been many years since I was this uncluttered during December and, effects on my budget aside, I'm thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a wonderful month, whatever holiday you're celebrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7047575441124581276?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7047575441124581276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7047575441124581276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7047575441124581276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7047575441124581276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-december.html' title='Happy December'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-5161155970292276701</id><published>2008-11-26T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:42:42.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:x-small;"&gt;Have a Thanksgiving that's filled with thanks and giving! No matter what is going on in our lives, there is always someone somewhere who has less...and always someone somewhere who has more. Our path is full of flowers if we will only recognize they exist--and each of you, my friends who are reading this blog, is a flower in my path. I am thankful for you, for life in New York City, for Aria, for having full use of my legs and arms and eyes and nose and ears, for the joy of art and ocean and music and tiny animals and huge clouds and...and most of all, I'm thankful for being given a desire to choose to see what's good in my world--I know so many people who don't seem to have that desire, and who never choose to be happy. I am very very thankful to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'm so thankful for Being Watched Over with such love. For some of you, the word God is full of negative associations--or rather, an emptiness, a lack of association with Reality. For me--as you well know!--God IS Reality, and He/She/It is the reason I am able to create, smile, and love. I am very very thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:14px;"&gt;Have a wonderful holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-5161155970292276701?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5161155970292276701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=5161155970292276701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5161155970292276701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/5161155970292276701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7319295449481990501</id><published>2008-11-15T12:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:19:52.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Rains, It Pours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Saturday morning, and I'm ready for a really fun and exciting few days. A friend's wedding today on Long Island, a schlep--I'm playing violin in a quartet and singing in a choir, plus volunteered to keep the musicians organized (there are 2 soloists, a cantor, a pianist, and a trumpet player in addition to the quartet and choir!). And one of the choral pieces is my own setting (for this wedding) of Song of Solomon's "set me as a seal upon your heart." Never sung before, so I'm excited to hear it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then we'll party--black-tie!--til the wee hours, and I take the train home to sleep a little before the second reading here in my living room of the musical I've been working on with co-librettist Jean Mornard for 2 years. For the first reading, I sang the lead role so I wouldn't have to depend on another singer to learn the material. For this reading, a wonderful sightreading friend, Silvie, is singing the lead role so that I can sit back and really listen, and evaluate the writing (Jean will be on the phone, listening long-distance!). A cast of 10 plus stage-directions reader, music director Matt, director Mary Kate, and 4 observers--plus me and Aria--will pack my little living room with a total of 18 people! Yesterday was spent moving furniture out and chairs in and receiving the enormous delivery of food I ordered. Sunday afternoon will be about prepping the food and cleaning the bathroom. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then 2 days later, off for an early Thanksgiving in Texas with my sister, her family, and my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ordinarily, any one of these 3 events would be cause for excitement, planning, adrenaline. WHY DO I DO EVERYTHING AT THE SAME TIME??? :-)  This seems to happen regularly, that when it rains, it pours! I think often that phrase is used in a negative way--for me, it's a positive statement. The stress is all positive stress...and my December's too focused for letdown, so I'll hopefully get to just keep enjoying it all as I continue into the holidays and the adrenaline slowly returns to "normal"--whatever that means in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Did I mention that, a week and a half after I get back from TX, I'm performing 20 minutes of my own writing in a musical theater series? Haven't even started planning that yet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's face it--I think I like the adrenaline pumping. And New York certainly supports that way of being. So I'm in the right place, doing the right things. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And outside? It's pouring, too. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7319295449481990501?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7319295449481990501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7319295449481990501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7319295449481990501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7319295449481990501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When It Rains, It Pours'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-4751937671218520319</id><published>2008-11-04T12:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:19:23.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>That's it. Just vote.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not completely it. I'm sooooooooo not a political animal. Usually. But this year's election has my stomach in knots. I truly fear for the country if Obama is NOT elected. Yes, it looks like he's in. But let's face it, given the treachery of the Gore/Bush election...well, there's this sense of "how might this election be tampered with" hanging in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like McCain. Well, actually--he seems like a pretty nice guy when he's not talking politics. Loved his SNL spot, and the Martha Stewart appearance in an apron. A good sport. But his political stance has no hope of healing the ills this country is experiencing--it will further and intensify them. His political ideals are WHY we're in trouble. And the idea of Sarah Palin becoming president, the obvious LIKELIHOOD of that happening if he's/they're elected today...well, I can't breathe for the absolute terror of that thought. Sure, she's independent and spunky--but nobody who actually LISTENS  to what she's saying while she's displaying those qualities can perceive her as anything other than mis-informed, politically uneducated, and a loose cannon. We CANNOT give her access to nuclear weapons. Or foreign policy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. Please vote. Now. For Obama. I'm headed to the polls now to do my part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-4751937671218520319?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4751937671218520319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=4751937671218520319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/4751937671218520319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/4751937671218520319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7505366271384493134</id><published>2008-09-28T22:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:10:57.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last Sunday, at the mass I always cantor (10:30 @ St. Jean-Baptiste, 76th &amp;amp; Lex), not one, but two celebrities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First: Tony Blair.  I was told he was in the congregation only a minute before I stepped out to begin the mass, so I knew. Unfortunately, knowing threw me a little, as much as I hate to admit it, because I like to think of myself as such a pro. :-)  I skipped a very small section of a weekly part of the mass! Nothing huge, but I know it was because I was a little distracted. Drat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So if that was the case, how grateful should I be that I DIDN'T know who ELSE was sitting out there?--BONO!  Yes, BONO, of U2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, very exciting start to the week. And exciting end as well. I saw yesterday's matinee of ENTER LAUGHING at the York--hysterical, terrific direction, superb cast. Matt is the music director. So first--since Matt's my friend, I forget sometimes that he's really a celebrity in his own right (and yes, I think he'd be kind of horrified to read that sentence) :-)  He's so good at what he does. They're just lucky to have him there. And after the show, I had the chance to meet and speak with the gentleman who originated the role of Harrison Marlowe and is still singing the socks off it--George S. Irving! What a sweet man, gracious, and such an enormous talent onstage. A privilege to have had a brief conversation with him. Then Matt, our friend Sue, and I stepped out for a quick bite, and who ended up at the same restaurant? Two other stars of the show, Jill Eikenberry and Michael Tucker (with their friend Kristine Sutherland, Buffy's mom!). With whom I also was able to have a brief, easy conversation, followed by a couple of silly theater-game mirror gestures with Michael as our 2 three-somes sat directly across the bar from each other, since there were no tables available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not only did I have the pleasure of watching other performers shine this week, I was offered two new personal performing opportunities (Dec. 2008 and April 2009), both of which I'm extremely excited about. And next week is the concert at Manhattanville College--really expressive music and text, and I'm so looking forward to those performing moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So yay for October. The season's begun with a bang! Hope you're also finding a momentum building for good things in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7505366271384493134?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7505366271384493134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7505366271384493134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7505366271384493134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7505366271384493134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/09/celebrity-week.html' title='Celebrity Week'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-2266337510242065701</id><published>2008-08-19T13:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:41:27.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Healing and beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsFl0JHLnI/AAAAAAAAABU/LtyH3WVokEU/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsFl0JHLnI/AAAAAAAAABU/LtyH3WVokEU/s200/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236285138958495346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsFM0Ob6KI/AAAAAAAAABM/r8qQS7CFFkg/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsFM0Ob6KI/AAAAAAAAABM/r8qQS7CFFkg/s200/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236284709484095650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsEq2hubtI/AAAAAAAAABE/bIM61gEqQmY/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsEq2hubtI/AAAAAAAAABE/bIM61gEqQmY/s200/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236284125986320082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-2266337510242065701?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2266337510242065701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=2266337510242065701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/2266337510242065701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/2266337510242065701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/ocean.html' title='The Ocean'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wa8k_3BnLR4/SKsFl0JHLnI/AAAAAAAAABU/LtyH3WVokEU/s72-c/IMG_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-7064949969217433694</id><published>2008-07-19T22:11:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:22:51.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oak Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've always dreamt of singing in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.algonquinhotel.com/nav_oakroom_cabaret.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oak Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; at the Algonquin, famous for its cabaret history: Andrea Marcovicci, Harry Connick, Jr., 20s and 30s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So on Thursday night, thanks to my new friend Michael Mooney and an open-mic-by-invite salon run by Mark Janas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mark played, the audience clapped, and I enjoyed every moment.  Dreams can come true--maybe not all of them, but certainly some of them.  One reason to keep having them.  And pursuing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-7064949969217433694?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7064949969217433694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=7064949969217433694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7064949969217433694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/7064949969217433694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/07/oak-room.html' title='The Oak Room'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-6847309572911255760</id><published>2008-07-12T00:09:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:35:32.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've been discouraged at my lack of opportunity in NYC to act--when I returned to the city after a 10-year absence, my intention was ONLY to audition for the stage. However, wonderful opportunities to sing began presenting themselves and, for the most part, I have ended up pursuing those instead of auditioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So when I was called a few months ago to sing a setting of Ophelia's "mad scene" from HAMLET as part of the Downtown Music Productions series in the East Village (St. Mark's-in-the-Bowery), I was thrilled at the chance to actually work with the profound text of Shakespeare.  Then, as the concert approached, I took a closer look at the simple but effective music for voice and harp (by Carolyn Steinberg) and at the text, which was directly quoted from the play...and promptly panicked--at the chance to actually work with the profound text of Shakespeare!  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fortunately, my friend and experienced director Mary Kate Burke agreed to coach me through the experience. The result was an extremely gratifying moment, for me, of feeling like--for just an instant in time--the audience completely forgot who Gayla Morgan was, and were instead watching Ophelia express a grief that was driving her past her own mental and emotional boundaries--and they were holding their breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THANK YOU, Mary Kate!  And THANK YOU, Mimi Stern-Wolfe, for once again inviting me to participate in your wonderful programming with DMP at St. Mark's. And for giving me the challenge of ACTING something  complex and moving, written by a playwright of dimension far beyond what I reached that afternoon. Even so, I don't think I touched down for 2 whole days, and that gift will carry me through the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;May all of you have at least one experience this summer that re-affirms your desire to reach past the normal, into the supernatural.  May you be challenged to the point where you're not sure you can...and then choose not to back away. And as a result, may you have the amazing gift of seeing others touched for good because you said "Okay, I'll do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-6847309572911255760?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6847309572911255760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=6847309572911255760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6847309572911255760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6847309572911255760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/07/shakespeare.html' title='Shakespeare'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-2048275229924491854</id><published>2008-06-08T21:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:52:02.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer's here.  Hot and heavy. But...maybe a slower schedule to go with, so I'm not complaining. The last few weeks have been packed with rewarding work, including music directing a hip-hop version of ROMEO &amp;amp; JULIET in a Bronx high school that had 2 performances last week.  But I'm ready for a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also, after singing one of my own songs last weekend at a benefit for the church where I cantor, I got seriously motivated to create a cabaret where I could sing an entire evening of my own material.  My talented playwright friend, &lt;a href="http://www.jacknearyonline.com/"&gt;Jack Neary&lt;/a&gt;, is looking at the script for the one-woman show I wrote/produced/performed in Denver years ago, REFLECTIONS ON BEING SINGLE, to see if it's adaptable, with some new music.  So...Maybe a fall cabaret night?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I also had the opportunity last week to produce a recording of my arrangement of AMERICA/ROUTE 66 for The Western Wind's upcoming radio program/CD release, "O Beautiful." The gang were great about my specifics, and I really enjoyed the 2 hours spent. Can't wait to get into the mixing stage and hear the final product!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Besides my usual career schedule, my sister Angie and her husband Dik will be visiting this week for a couple of days, at the end of their trek from Niagara Falls (where Dik was in job training) to Vermont to Maine to Boston. It will be great to see them and hang out together. My friend Yumiko will be here for one night later in the month, and it's possible that my college friend Michael will also come for a week at the end of June thru early July--I'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, as a thunderstorm makes itself known outside my window, I'm relieved to welcome the easier attitude of summer.  Yes, I know the above schedule may not sound like "the livin' is easy" to YOU--but it's near-meditation for me and Aria!  I'm hoping for lots of time in the park with her in my lap.  I hope you have your own version of vacation over the next few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-2048275229924491854?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2048275229924491854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=2048275229924491854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/2048275229924491854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/2048275229924491854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/06/summers-here.html' title='Summer&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-6347671805817652557</id><published>2008-05-01T12:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:24:01.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Spring is in full swing, some of the most beautiful days in Manhattan. Life is overwhelmed with concerts and rehearsals for a month or so--no complaints, my budget is thrilled. The only downside is no time for rewrites of the musical until the schedule clears slightly. But I know the rewrites are brewing in the back of my mind and I'm content to wait for the space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The occasional walk to Riverside Park, sitting with Aria in the cafe and looking at the Hudson (and NJ in the distance), seeing the trees bud and the tulips bloom and the birds and squirrels (and last night, a raccoon!) out and about...these are the moments that convince me that spring has really arrived and summer's on the way.  She and I were both ready for the change. Hope you are finding those same moments of relaxation and renewal in your life as the season changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-6347671805817652557?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6347671805817652557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=6347671805817652557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6347671805817652557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/6347671805817652557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-is-in-full-swing-some-of-most.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-8181084708749664875</id><published>2008-03-06T01:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:14:24.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, Jean and I just finished our musical's first draft. A year and half of working well together, and we both feel very excited about what we've created.  It's now on its way to be reviewed by a trusted colleague, who will offer feedback for minor tweaking before our first read-thru at the end of March.  (Yes, the subject is still a mystery.  But not for much longer!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The process is the fun part. Creating together, having an idea that's not quite like someone else's idea, then mashing those ideas together until a third, new idea emerges that is usually better than either person's original idea was.  A concrete example that the goal isn't the point, it's the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although the goal can be rewarding, too.  Having this go to production will be just as exciting, I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, tonight is (or actually, the wee hours of this morning are) a time of celebration for us!  One step completed, more adventure ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-8181084708749664875?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8181084708749664875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=8181084708749664875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8181084708749664875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8181084708749664875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/03/process.html' title='Process'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-8991909069058580983</id><published>2008-03-03T19:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:11:25.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring's Almost Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was a beautiful day in Manhattan--50s, sunny, birds chirping. Copyediting work gave me a reason to sit by the window all day and enjoy the view of backyard trees and rooftops reflecting the sunshine.  After last week--a pressured week of jury duty, funeral, hospital with a friend, and organizational work for the upcoming read-thru of my new musical (Jean Mornard, co-librettist), today was a welcome day of singular--rather than scattered--focus, punctuated by a little walk outside with Aria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was also a nice follow-up to a truly lovely day with my friend Lawrence yesterday--we saw a choral concert in Brooklyn (Dessof Choir, conducted by James Bagwell, who brought life and reason to a program of early American music that could have otherwise been repetitive and unrewarding), a fabulous and not overly expensive Mexican dinner at a new restaurant in the East Village, followed by a very funny one-woman show nearby, and a pleasant glass of wine (with mediocre live music, but live music nevertheless) to end the evening.  I've been sorely in need of a vacation, and yesterday really filled that bill.  It was wonderful to spend a day with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's hoping you have renewing times this week, however they reach you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-8991909069058580983?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8991909069058580983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=8991909069058580983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8991909069058580983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/8991909069058580983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/03/springs-almost-here.html' title='Spring&apos;s Almost Here!'/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777273905404948145.post-2383679149388301734</id><published>2008-01-28T16:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T16:58:12.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;First post on the new blog.  I switched from landline to cable phone and lost the old site--figure nobody but me will notice!  :-)  Thanks, Blogger, for making a new calendar and blog site possible...for those few friends and family who actually tune in occasionally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777273905404948145-2383679149388301734?l=gaylamorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2383679149388301734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777273905404948145&amp;postID=2383679149388301734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/2383679149388301734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777273905404948145/posts/default/2383679149388301734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaylamorgan.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post-on-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Gayla Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
