Cast Spotlight: Suzanne Purewal

SuzanneToday, I get to shine the Listen To Your Mother spotlight on myself! My piece is about Mom and me. Some lines are so funny, I can hardly contain my laughter. So, I guarantee you will laugh out loud. I just hope I can keep it together during my performances!

I reveal several things in my interview with event organizers that I have never discussed before. So, if you want to learn more about me, click on this link!
http://listentoyourmothershow.com/indianapolis/2014/04/17/cast-spotlight-suzanne-purewal/

Buy your tickets today! They’re going fast, and you don’t want to miss out!
https://tickets.indianahistory.org/Info.aspx?EventID=1

Featuring Cast Member Stacy Gray

Stacy headshotToday’s Listen To Your Mother spotlight is shining on Stacy Gray. I had the pleasure of sitting next to Stacy on audition night. We were surprised and delighted to discover we both made the show. What were the chances of that, considering all of the women who auditioned? Here is a link to her interview. http://listentoyourmothershow.com/indianapolis/2014/04/02/cast-spotlight-stacy-gray/

Tickets are currently available for both shows for $16. But ticket prices will go up on April 15th to $20, so get your tickets now! https://tickets.indianahistory.org/Info.aspx?EventID=1

The Old Bait and Switch

     This is the 4th installment of Mis-Matched to Miss Matched. You always hear men complain about women who post old pictures of themselves on dating sites. Well, I’m here to tell you, men do it too.
     Although I usually go for the nerdy type, I decided to throw caution to the wind and give Bachelor #15, a professional athlete, a try. He sent me a poem about rose petals and the morning dew before we met. Not bad, but not great. I gave him kudos for the effort and agreed to meet him.
     His profile stated he was 48 years old and a non-smoker. The pictures might have been from when he was 48, but he ended up being 58. And he definitely smoked. Why smokers think they can hide their smoking from non-smokers, I will never know. We know. We always know.
     I asked why he lied about his age.
     “Would you have agreed to meet me if I said I was 58?”
     “Honestly, no.”
     “That’s why I lied.”
     “Well, unfortunately, that makes me wonder what else you’re lying about. You lied about smoking too.”
     “So, you have trust issues?”
     “Only with people who lie to me.”
     “Everybody lies.”
     “No, not everybody does.”
     “You’re kidding yourself. Everybody lies.”
     “I’m talking about important things. There’s a big difference between telling a friend her butt doesn’t look big in her new dress when you’re already at a cocktail party and lying about facts, like your age, if you smoke and if you’re really divorced.”
     “I am divorced.”
     “So, one out of three isn’t bad in your book?”
     He smirked.
     “What if I had done the same to you?”
     He appeared annoyed with my question.
     “Seriously. What if I showed up and was ten years older than I said I was?”
     He muttered, “I’d be pissed.”
     “There you go! So, you don’t like to be lied to either.”
     He tossed back the remainder of his drink. “I’m not getting laid tonight am I?”
     Shaking my head in disbelief, I respond, “Not unless you pick up someone on a corner on your way home.”
     On that note, he got up, threw some cash on the table to cover our drinks and left.
     Strike three. He’s out!

     The next contender was a salesman who advertised his age as 49. He turned out to be 54. The ironic thing was that he looked better in person. A lot better.
     “Why don’t you have a more current picture posted?”
     “I figure if someone likes me heavier and with gray hair, then they’ll like me thinner with darker hair.”
     “So it’s like a test?”
     “Yes.”
     “Interesting.”
     “Interesting good or interesting bad?”
     “The jury’s still out.”
     “You’re funny.”
     I wasn’t trying to be funny. I was trying to figure him out. So, I asked him to tell me about himself.
     Big mistake. He droned on and on about all of the “important people” he knew. He dropped so many names that I tripped over them. But he didn’t have any stories about doing anything with them. Boring with a capital “B.”
     My theory is that he hangs out at St. Elmo’s on big event nights and introduces himself to everyone who walks in the door. That would explain how he “knows” the rich and famous.
     When he wasn’t bragging about the people he knew, he pointed out his designer clothes and how he only wore the very best. He proceeded to rattle off all of his favorite designers and stores.
     Okay, I’ll admit that I watch Project Runway. I’m familiar with high-end designers and fashion. I’ve shopped in the boutiques and stores in New York City, and I own a few nice designer items. But I don’t talk about them, ad nauseam. Sheesh.
     Bachelor #16 never got around to asking me much of anything. So, that was the end of that. The jury’s verdict is in: Guilty of being a boastful, materialistic, narcissistic jerk.

     Bachelor #17 was a 46-year-old entrepreneur who owned multiple residences in several states. We had a great deal in common. At 99%, we were almost a perfect match according to Match.com’s algorithm. He was a thin, handsome man, with a full head of black wavy hair and a smile that could knock you over.
     No coffee or drinks for this guy. He went straight for dinner. A girl has to eat, so I agreed.
     As I entered the restaurant, I searched for the dashing man in the pictures. Imagine my surprise when instead, I was greeted by an 80-pound heavier Mr. Comb-Over. The smile was still there. Thank God for small favors.
     After chatting for a few minutes, he revealed that his pictures were from ten years ago. All I could think about was shaving his head. The comb-over look is wrong on any man. Period.
     Our date went well. He was easy to talk to, and we had no shortage of topics to discuss. At the end of the evening, he insisted on buying my books. So, I signed copies for him, and we agreed on a second date.
     The second date went just as nicely as the first. He gushed over my poetry book. He even started quoting some of my work. How refreshing that a man was taking a genuine interest in me.
     After that date, he started reciting other people’s poetry to me over the phone. Then the texts started. Lots of texts. Late at night. First, it was rambling poetry. Then, it morphed into sexting. Obsessive sexting. I told him to stop. He didn’t. His sexting became more graphic. It gave me the creeps. I told him I was done and not to contact me again.
     He was hurt and didn’t understand why.
     I did not want to upset this creepy, obsessive, stalker kind of guy. So I told him he reminded me of my ex-husband and left it at that.
     He bought my story, hook, line and sinker, and left me alone. Thank you, God!

     Bachelor #18 was a doctor. We were the same age. Match decided we were a 100% match. Imagine my mom’s reaction being something like, “Oh, a doctor! I hope this one works out.”
     The doctor and I chatted on the phone and agreed to meet for coffee. Since I don’t drink coffee, I ordered hot chocolate.
     He was shier than I had anticipated. And he wore a Panama Jack style hat that he never removed. A wee bit eccentric, perhaps. But I’m used to eccentric. The conversation went pretty well, but he had to leave after an hour. We agreed to meet again.
     The next time, it was for a drink. And again, only for exactly one hour. My instincts were telling me something was rotten in Denmark.
     And sure enough, I was right. After some relentless questioning, he admitted he wasn’t divorced. He was meeting with me when he should have been watching his son play soccer.
     Slime ball. “So, you’re a liar, a cheater and a lousy father? What a sad excuse of a man you are. You’re despicable.”
     “And I guess you’re little Miss Perfect?”
     “I’ll be the first one to admit that I’m not perfect. But I don’t tolerate cheating, and I don’t date married men.”
     I wished that my glass had been full. I could have made a dramatic exit by throwing the contents in his face and storming out. Alas, there wasn’t a drop remaining. So, I just grabbed my purse and left.

     Bachelor #19’s profile indicated he lived in Indianapolis. We hit it off over the phone. He asked to meet somewhere around South Bend.
     “That’s almost three hours away. We can wait until you’re back in town to get together.”
     “Um. I live in Chicago.”
     “Your profile says you live in Indy.”
     “Yeah, I can’t find anyone nice in Chicago.”
     Really?? “Chicago is a huge city. And it has tons of suburbs. I think you need to try a little harder to find someone in your area.”
     “Nope. I’ve looked. There isn’t anybody.”
     Red flags are popping up everywhere. If this guy can’t find someone in all of Chicago and the surrounding areas, something is seriously wrong with him. “I’m sorry, but I don’t do long distance relationships.”
     “You could move up here. I’ve got a nice place. You could stay with me.”
     Riiiiight. Not on your life, buddy. I watch CSI and Criminal Minds. “I’m not going anywhere. Good luck to you.”

     A 28-year-old salesman was pitiful Bachelor #20. His profile stated he lived in Dayton, OH.
     “I’d like to meet you for coffee sometime.”
     “Sorry, I don’t do long distance relationships.”
     “I live in Castleton, IN.”
     “So, do you work in Dayton?”
     “I work in Indy.”
     “If you live in Castleton and work in Indy, why are you saying you live in Dayton?”
     “I don’t want my coworkers to see me on here.”
     “Why? If they’re on Match too, what’s the big deal?”
     “Idk. I’m embarrassed.” (Idk is “I don’t know” for you non-texting readers.)
     “That makes no sense. There’s no reason to be embarrassed. You need to update your city, or you are never going to find a match.”
     “I’m afraid they’ll make fun of me.”
     Wow, kid. You need to grow a set. “Forget about your coworkers. If they make fun of you, they’re not your friends. Change your city.”
     “I’ll think about it.”
     “You need to surround yourself with positive, supportive people. You need to do something to boost your self-confidence, or you’re going to get eaten alive out there. That pertains to your business and personal relationships. Whatever your story, you need to get your head on straight. It will make a world of difference.”
     “You seem nice and smart. Will you meet me?”
     “No. You’re too young anyway. Change your city, and hang out with positive people.”
     “Thx.”
     “You’re welcome. Best of luck.”

     The more dates and interactions I have, I realize that I should have gone into psychology. These guys need serious help.
     Here’s some free advice for everyone—be honest. It is the best policy.

     Oh well, back to site I go. Stay tuned for the next episode, “Doctors and Chemists and Cowboys, Oh My!”

Copyright © 2014 by Suzanne Purewal

See Me Perform Live On Stage!

     Yes, friends, I will be performing live! I am thrilled to be part of the cast of “Listen To Your Mother!” What is “Listen To Your Mother?” Well, click here to see what it is all about. http://listentoyourmothershow.com/indianapolis/
     As you can see from their website, I will be reading my own original work on stage, along with thirteen other creative women.
     There are two shows on Sunday, April 27th. For show times, tickets and more details, click here:  https://tickets.indianahistory.org/Info.aspx?EventID=1

     Ticket prices go up after April 14th, so get your tickets now! Hope to see you there!

World Cancer Day

CourageToday is World Cancer Day. And I am pleased to announce that I am 12 ½ years cancer free. When people asked me today how many years I have been cancer free, I’ve been rounding up to 13 years. That is what I posted on my Facebook Page. But for this blog post, I decided not to round. Perhaps because I need to express “the half.”

When we were children, we always gave our ages in halves. Back then, those milestones were important. As adults, we round. Sometimes we round up, other times, as with our ages, we round down. Of course some adults pretend to forget their ages, and others refuse to acknowledge them entirely. However, I just realized at this very moment, “the half” is important again.

It’s funny how something as basic as time becomes so critical, especially when one does not have much of it left. Or the perception of living on borrowed time comes into play.

I am one of the lucky ones. My cancer was caught early. The tumor was removed, albeit in multiple surgeries, but nevertheless, it was cut out of me. The radiation treatment afterward was otherworldly. In my opinion, the treatment and subsequent side effects were worse than the cancer. But I, like so many others, persevered. I moved forward, slowly but surely.

The scar left much deeper wounds than I anticipated. Due to the multiple surgeries, the incision did not heal properly. Even scar revision surgery did not work. For quite some time, all I saw when I looked into the mirror was that scar. I felt ugly and broken, exhausted mentally and physically.

People made unbelievable comments about my scar. “Frankenstein” came up frequently. One of the commonly used phrases was, “Well, it’s not that bad.” Never once did I ask anyone how bad my scar looked. So, the unsolicited comments made the situation worse. My brother thought their comments were as ridiculous as I did. He decided to mock them. He would joke, “Oh, it’s such a pretty scar!”

I have to say he made me laugh every time he said it. Thank you, Timmy.

Humor is how my family deals with adversity. And it helps. Tremendously. And it keeps everyone in the hospital wondering what we’re up to in our hospital room. And when the nurses and the rest of the staff started laughing, it would carry into other patients’ rooms. Laughter is contagious. And it is good for the soul. And that’s not just a line I’m trying to feed you. It works, and it’s a gift that keeps on giving.

I honestly don’t know how I would have gotten through those dark days without my loved ones and the laughter and mayhem they created. I can not thank my family and friends enough for their love and support, and the seemingly endless stream of “Get Well” chocolate.

Today, I am praying for each and every one of you who has been touched by cancer. I hope that you feel the love, peace, happiness and understanding that I am sending your way. All I ask in return is that you celebrate a part of each day with a little laughter, whether it is for a half an hour or a half a day. Because halves do count.

Copyright © 2014 by Suzanne Purewal

Do Your Christmas Shopping With Me!

santaFor those of you who already know me, you know I love to shop. And I enjoy a good bargain even better. You will find hundreds of bargains this week during the 64th Annual Christmas Gift & Hobby Show. It’s being held in the West Pavilion at the Indiana State Fairgrounds, starting tomorrow, November 6th. This fun-filled event runs through Sunday, November 10th.

There will be live performances daily – magic shows, local schools’ holiday performances, singers, dancers and more. And get your Christmas lists ready because Santa Claus is coming to town! This year he brought along his elves and reindeer too!Veterans-Day_SQ

On Friday, November 8th, all Veterans and Active Duty Military will be admitted to the show for FREE!

Click here for the complete schedule of the week’s events → http://www.christmasgiftandhobbyshow.com

In the spirit of the event, I am offering great bargains on my two books – my romance novel, Embracing Destiny, and my poetry book, From 14 to 41.

You have bought enough towels and impersonal gift cards for your loved ones over the years. This year, give them something special. Autographed and personalized books make great Christmas gifts!

I will be signing and selling books Wednesday through Saturday. My hours are listed below.

Wednesday, Nov. 6th – 10:00 A.M. – 8:00 P.M.
Thursday, Nov. 7th – 10:00 A.M. – 8:00 P.M.
Friday, Nov. 8th – 10:00 A.M. – 9:00 P.M.
Saturday, Nov. 9th – 10:00 A.M. – 3:00 P.M.
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Get your discount coupon for your ticket here→ http://tinyurl.com/l5gewpj

Come out and join the fun! There really is something for everyone at this event.

Featuring Singer/Songwriter – Lisa Dotolo

lisa dotolo3     Today’s Pursuing My Passion spotlight shines brightly on singer/songwriter, Lisa Dotolo. She has two CDs on the market already, and there is much more to come! Her music and lyrics are guaranteed to move you. Of course, I might be slightly biased because Lisa and I performed together in high school. And I am so proud of what she has accomplished!

What is the first childhood performance you remember?
     The first childhood performance was Loretta Lynn on her Coal Miner’s Daughter Tour. My mom took me, and I remember standing in front of her tour bus and having my picture taken. I still have the photo, and that was the first concert I went to that inspired me to pursue my performance career and go after singing as my career!

Where do you find your inspiration to write songs?
     All of my songs are inspired from my actual experiences in life. I write from my heart always and feel very connected to everything I write. I write only when I feel that the emotion from the experience needs to be expressed, then it turns into a song or poem. Some poems require further exploration and become songs.

How would you describe your style?
     I have so many musical influences, and they all kind of blend together when the song is produced in the studio. I describe my style as Emmy Lou meets Jewel + Natalie Merchant + Charlotte Church, with a WHOLE lot of love and inspiration. My foundation is Catholic liturgical music that I learned to sing and play when I was in a folk group at my church. It expanded to encompass gospel, traditional Catholic hymns and ultimately, Christian folk songs.

lisa dotolo2Do you have one guitar or a collection?
     I have a lot of guitars all over my house and in storage!!! I have collected them along the way and some have been given to me. All of them hold memories for me about the performances I played them in and the people who were so generous to give them to me!

What performing venue is your favorite?
     My favorite venue is ANYTIME I play in Gulf Shores, Alabama for festivals. They are so receptive to music, they have amazing musicians, and they are such nice people! Another favorite venue is the church; the acoustics are awesome!!

What is your dream venue?
     Wembley Stadium, London, England – sold out 5 nights… 😉 Of course, there’s Madison Square Garden for my friends state-side!!!

Which song is most meaningful to you?
     Angels on the Corner – It’s a lullaby I wrote about my brother a few days before he died. We knew he was going to pass, but we weren’t sure when. The day I wrote it, he was sleeping on the couch after a long surgery. I began to strum the chords and the words just flowed out. He rested quite peacefully throughout the entire creation of the song. He eventually passed, and I proceeded to record the song. I have three versions of the song; one is fully produced, and another is the acoustic version that I am playing with my mom on harmony.

When did you realize that singing and songwriting was your true calling?
     I believe when we find our calling we have a lot of peace in our choice. Whenever I write and sing, I feel happy and peaceful. People get inspired from my music, they are moved to feel happy, sad, joyful or just simply content. My calling in life is to create music and if I can bring some harmony to someone’s soul, then I have done my job, and I have used my talents that God has given me.

Your first album, Someday Soon, was released in 2004. You followed up with Doing It All My Way, in 2010. What can we expect from you next?
     Since I finance all my music, it does take some time to produce each song. I have many, many, many songs, ideas, titles and concepts for songs. The goal is to be signed by a major label so that side of the business is handled by them, and I am free to write and record all the time – those records will spin out A LOT faster with label support or financial backing!! However, right now, I have a third record in the works, hopefully to be released in 2013. All of my music is currently launched under my own indie label, Bella Mere Records. Would love to expand the label to continue to launch my music and other artists.

Lisa DotoloWhere can people buy your music?
     The internet or directly through me at Facebook. I am very, very accessible. I want to hear from people and know they like my songs. And I want them to email me directly and buy from me. CD Baby too, iTunes and more!

Where can people go to find where you will be performing?
     Facebook has a lot of my dates as soon as I get them. Right now though, I am wrapping up a record and looking to pick up gigs this summer and fall 2013.

To experience Lisa’s talent, check out her YouTube video of Lorelei. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aacxMIIYlzs

Follow Lisa on Facebook http://facebook.com/ldotolo

Copyright © 2013 by Suzanne Purewal