What I Did For Love

Cat’s Dance Story – Part Five

You’ve reached the home stretch! You’ve rounded third! Or any other sports metaphor you’d like to insert here. This is the last post in my dance story series, so enjoy the conclusion.

When we left off, I had reached my lowest point in the summer of 2021.

On September 18th, I got a very unexpected phone call. Lindsey (my sister, fellow “Tramp Champ” member, and now NarroWay staff member) called to ask if I would be willing to dance, not in a show, but for the cast party. Every year at NarroWay, we have a party to celebrate another year of performing and to look toward the future. There’s always a theme, and the one for that party was, “What I Did for Love.”

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Dancing With Myself

Cat’s Dance Story – Part Four

Well, you’ve made it this far. You’re in deep. So you might as well read the rest of my dance story. Let’s get on with it…

The last part of this story is hard. It was a difficult time for a lot of reasons. No one likes to talk about themselves at their worst, but in order to understand the significance of the victory, you have to know about the struggle. So, onward.

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Take A Bow

Cat’s Dance Story – Part Three

Yay! You came back for the third installment of my dance story. Or you accidentally clicked the link and are now desperately trying to close this window. But…don’t! Read more about me! Here goes…

For this next part, I need to back up just a bit. 

In addition to being a dancer, I have four children. I danced through most of their pregnancies and returned to the stage shortly after each was born. Being on stage was as much a part of being a mother for me as was diapers and car seats. I remember specifically laughing with my good friend, and fellow dancer, Katie while using a breast pump backstage during my off scenes during one of our shows. If that’s TMI…too bad. You’re in too deep. You’ve got to hear the whole story now!

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Dancing Queen

Cat’s Dance Story – Part Two

Welcome back to Unscripted! Since you’ve returned, I have to assume I neither scared you off nor bored you to tears. I can only hope you’re on the edge of your seat waiting for…more of my dance story! Cause that’s what you’re getting! Let’s get back into it…

In February of 2000, I was asked by my friend Dianne to attend her audition for NarroWay Productions as moral support. If I could go back and tell my 19-year-old self how that one night would change my life, I don’t think I would believe myself. 

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Tiny Dancer

Cat’s Dance Story – Part One

Welcome to my first post on my revamped blog! 

In choosing my first topic, I considered lots of different things. There’s so much swimming around my brain I would love to share with you. However, I finally decided the best idea was to start the blog with something autobiographical, something that tells my readers a little about me.

I don’t believe in the idea of a “life story.” Instead, I think every life is made up of many stories. In some, you are the hero. In others, you are the villain. And in many, you are both. I’m no different. As I was trying to choose one of my stories, something significant happened. I won’t reveal it now, because it will ruin this series, but, recently, I had a life-changing moment. And because of that, I will be telling my dance story first.

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Under the Knife

On May 25th, 2018, I went “under the knife.”


I willingly let someone cut me open, mess around a bit, and put me back together. I had “a little work done.” I had “a nip and a tuck,” to use all the Hollywood clichés. The next two questions I get following that admission have been the same:

“What did you have done?” and “Why?”

I’ve decided to answer in blog form, because that’s how we writers like to answer questions about our lives—in writing.

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Welcome to my blog!

If I had a dollar for every time I’ve restarted this blog, I’d have….three dollars. Still, three is a lot of times to reboot a blog. I was starting to feel like I should just put it out of its misery. Just let it die the natural death for which it seemed doomed. But…I’m not a quitter. So, here I go again.

Each time I’ve restarted this blog, I’ve had a different vision. At first, I thought it might be a “mom blog.” After all, I have four kids. But there are so many of those out there, and their content is much better than anything I have to say on that topic. I considered going with a spiritual blog, but that just seemed really heavy. I even considered doing an uplifting, “Chicken Soup for the Soul” type blog. However, if you’ve met me, you know I’m more of a “sarcastic comment” type person. So, I felt like I would end up snarking about my own blog.

So, where did I land?

I’m going to talk about hot topics. Current events. Things we argue about on Facebook. I’m not going to rant and rave like a “Karen” on steroids. Although, my given name is Karen. I’m going to approach each topic with the goal of being accurate and relevant. However, I’m also going to try to inject my wry sense of humor into each post. Hopefully you’ll laugh. And, hopefully, we’ll start to see some of these issues from another point of view.

In addition to the written blog, because I know some of you despise reading, I will be posting a video version of each update to my YouTube channel, “Unscripted.” A new blog post will go up every Sunday, and the corresponding vlog post will go up on Monday.

Finally, you’ll notice that, no matter what issue I cover or on which side of the aisle I fall, I will use “we” instead of “I” and “you.” This is because we really are one big “we.” That might sound like a hippie, “We Are the World” way to look at things. But it’s true. We are all different. But we are “we.” And I believe the first step in bridging the divide is to remember that.

And now, on with the blog.

*The first few entries were written before this (2021) revamp.