Lots and lots of news so where ever do I begin? I am weighing the pros and cons on whether or not I ought to share the rather recent boneheaded situation I put myself into. Too bad I cannot blame it on being blonde!  However, I believe I shall share my mistake for all to read as I am sure each and everyone of you have had your moments... a large factor contributing to our humanity (no one is perfect, besides who'd want that? Do you know how boring that would be?)

Anyway...onwards with the blockheaded foolishness that overcame these past days. My grandfather had a serious, almost fatal incident. I dropped everything and drove immediately to be by his side … I truly believed he wasn't going to recover from this one (amazing terminal cancer and all, he sure is one stubborn old man!). Granted, my faculty of reason was still intact however such rationality was then governed by emotion, which meant computing ant other thought unrelated to my grandfather and his grim reaper waiting impatiently by his side (just there to do his job and no more but go on to the next) At his point I had no concept nor ambition to know what day or date it was, I knew I had a few days off and if anyone needed me they'd call the day before.  This is the part where I can honestly say I was a rock!  Being at my Grandfathers' my phone was on silent so as not to disturb him….I was supposed to be on set today and found out a few hours ago.  How go I explain that one?  The true blockheaded moment was when I checked my blackberry and saw it in my schedule. I do feel my priorities were in order however had I even though to check my schedule as opposed to relying on memory I could have done the proper professional thing- an advanced phone call. They are compassionate people and would have understood.

Rude on my end to leave them hanging – ignorance is not a very good reason.

 I would imagine you have all had these types of incidents or moments? When you know it's your fault and yet figuring out how to make it up to them if they will let you… This does not happen often to me; in my seven year career I have missed very few sets- usually with an advanced call due to either an injury or flu.  This one shall be tough!  .At least my grandfather has a stubborn streak a mile wide- he really comes to life when he sees his family gather around. Sweet, comforting, and heartbreaking (felt as if internal fireworks were exploding with full velocity courtesy of the chaotic emotional trio).  For the moment I can rest asurred that my brothers are also rescheduling their lives. This will be the first family member anyone of has had to let go of, Makes you realize how precious family is -even if they are mean, cranky and stubborn (that does not refer to my grandpa, by the way, but it does refer to a different relative).