{"id":340,"date":"2010-01-12T08:39:14","date_gmt":"2010-01-12T16:39:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lisabrounstein.com\/blog\/?p=340"},"modified":"2010-01-12T08:39:14","modified_gmt":"2010-01-12T16:39:14","slug":"aging-or-getting-older","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/?p=340","title":{"rendered":"Aging or Getting Older…"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have been meaning to write for some time. \u00a0 You know, I get these ideas daily of things to write but then I think I need a picture to go with it or I don’t have enough to say to “fill” a blog. \u00a0 Just silly procrastinating stuff. \u00a0 Stuff I am guilty of in so much of my life. \u00a0 But here I am unemployed with time on my hands. \u00a0 Sure I have a million and one things to do. \u00a0 I need to put my acting reel together. \u00a0 I need to go to Peet’s and buy coffee. \u00a0 I need to deposit my unemployment check so I don’t bounce checks. \u00a0 I have plenty to do to keep busy and productive.<\/p>\n

\"n663477501_2030051_1800\"Lately, I have been a bit obsessed with aging or getting older. \u00a0 I don’t think I like either term. \u00a0 Aging reminds me of cheese or wine or beef. \u00a0 It is the process by which time makes something fresh better. \u00a0 I certainly don’t want my skin to age. \u00a0 I have a whole regimen of things I do to keep myself from aging. \u00a0 I have toyed with the idea of Botox but my husband has put his foot down about it. \u00a0 Funny, he is such a great man. \u00a0 We have a great partnership and this is one thing that he is really serious about. \u00a0 He never tells me I can’t do anything. \u00a0 Except this. \u00a0 This is the thing he doesn’t want me to do. \u00a0 I agree in the moment and then I panic when I see a wrinkle in my forehead. \u00a0 I started using Avon Reversalist products and I am really pleased with the results. \u00a0 (Funny, I even sell Avon…so, I can get the discount on the amazing products.) \u00a0 But then I will catch my reflection and the wrinkles seem glaring to me. \u00a0 I have friends who have had Botox. \u00a0 All of us running as fast as we can from “aging.”\"n663477501_2058466_1036\"<\/p>\n

Even on Facebook, I don’t put my birth year down and I didn’t join the group from my senior class year, as if to somehow hide my age. \u00a0 The funny part is that everyone on Facebook knows me. \u00a0 It isn’t like my Mom doesn’t know. \u00a0 Who am I hiding it from? \u00a0 I think the answer is, “me.” \u00a0 When someone asks me my age I actually have to think about it for a second. \u00a0 Remember when we were kids and we couldn’t wait to tell people our age? \u00a0 I think that stops at 21. \u00a0 By 22 it’s, “sell me the beer and shut up…”<\/p>\n

I feel like I have spent a lot of time reflecting lately. \u00a0 I think I wrote about that previously, which means I am still reflecting. \u00a0 Sure, it’s the holidays and the new year and all but it feels bigger than that. \u00a0 Yes, I am unemployed and really eager to work as an actor and\/or a writer…the reasons I moved to Los Angeles in the first place…it isn’t like you go fill out an application and then you get an acting job. \u00a0 I feel positive but not in that unproductive, “Ohh, I hope it happens…” kind of way.<\/p>\n

\"orchids\"When I moved to Los Angeles I didn’t know many people. \u00a0 I had a friend who worked for an executive at Warner Bros Studios. \u00a0 I had the good fortune of being in her office one day when some development guys from Joel Silver’s office came by. \u00a0 They offered me a “job” as an intern. \u00a0 Not really a job. \u00a0 It had all the parts of a job. \u00a0 It had a schedule. \u00a0 It had a lot of work. \u00a0 I got a lot of experience. \u00a0 I worked crazy hours. \u00a0 And, I didn’t get paid. \u00a0 I learned how to do coverage on scripts and read some great ones and some not so great ones. \u00a0 I loved being on the lot. \u00a0 One day, one of the producers, Dan Cracchiolo, called me into his office. \u00a0 He never spoke to me. \u00a0 In fact, I think that was the only day he ever spoke to me. \u00a0 He told me to throw away an orchid plant, someone had given him as a gift, since the flowers had died. \u00a0 Rather than throw the plant away I walked the mile to my car carrying the huge plant, in it’s pottery pot, it all the way. \u00a0 I put it outside my front door. \u00a0 For a year, nothing happened with it. \u00a0 It just sat outside green and lush but no flowers. \u00a0 Then January came and I noticed it was covered in buds that bloomed magnificently. \u00a0 It has bloomed every year since. \u00a0 Tragically, Dan passed away in 2004 in a motorcycle accident. \u00a0 He was only 39…<\/p>\n

In Googling Dan, I decided to look up the other producer that was working at Silver Pictures when I was there. \u00a0 (I was pretty invisible there. \u00a0 When referring to me, the one time he referred to me, Joel Silver called me “the pretty fat one.”) \u00a0 \u00a0 So, just now I looked up this other guy, Alan Schechter, \u00a0 and I read that he killed himself in 2005. \u00a0 He was 40! \u00a0 Tragic! \u00a0 Sad! \u00a0 Confusing!<\/p>\n

\"newClearly, if you are reading this, you can see that I have been having a bit of a pity party. \u00a0 “I’m old.” \u00a0 “I want to work.” “I want more money.” \u00a0 And, then I see that these two very successful (I suppose success is much like beauty, it’s in the eye of the beholder…) men died tragically…one at their own hand and one accidentally. \u00a0 Either way, these young talented lives were snuffed out at an age when they had so much life ahead of them. \u00a0 I need to kick myself in the ass. \u00a0 Maybe I needed a pity party for a little while. \u00a0 But now it’s time to suck it up and live. \u00a0 Like they say, “this is it.” \u00a0 And, I can hold off on Botox for now too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I have been meaning to write for some time. \u00a0 You know, I get these ideas daily of things to write but then I think I need a picture to go with it or I don’t have enough to say to “fill” a blog. \u00a0 Just silly procrastinating stuff. \u00a0 Stuff I am guilty of… Continue reading Aging or Getting Older…<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-340","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-in-los-angeles","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/340","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=340"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/340\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=340"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=340"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lisabrounstein.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=340"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}