ATTENTION ATL Cinderella's Crunk Christmas coming December 17!!!!!

So you know it is that time of year. Newy has a production coming up. Working with Actress turn director Chantell D. Christopher from Tyler Perry's hit stage play Madea Goes to Jail (Vanessa) once again on this hysterical spin of Cinderella. Buy your tickets TODAY!!!! Cinderella's Crunk Christmas will make you laugh, cry, cheer and reflect on the true meaning of Christmas.


It's year two and we have even more surprises:

This is a great show if you seen it last year you want to see it again this year we have added more dancing, and more characters. I have a hard time directing from laughing. I want to be in the show :)

Chantell Christopher Director

Three shows! One day only!!!!

It is Christmas and Cinderella is not looking forward to it. She is tired of being harassed by her Step Sisters and Mother,'n' the hood is coming out. Then we have the Fairy Godmother who wears a housecoat because she does not feel like putting on that big dress, 'n' then we have BeBe kids keeping things going. The King is a Pimp 'n' the Duke wants to be the Prince.


December 17 (Saturday)

3PM $10 in Advance $15 at Door

5PM $10 in Advance $15 at Door

8PM $15 in Advance $20 at Door

GA TECH STUDENT CENTER THEATRE

(DOWNSTAIRS)

350 Ferst Street

Atlanta, GA 30332

Directions: 85/75 N, Exit 249D Spring St, 2nd light LEFT W Peachtree, next light LEFT on North, RIGHT at 4th light Luckie St , RIGHT next light Mean St , RIGHT next light Ferst Dr building on Left (you will see 355 that where you park)


Box Office: 678-637-8338


Group tickets buy 10 get ONE FREE!!!!

Thanks and Giving

Good morning, Blog Family,

We are about to kick off my favorite time of year: the holiday season. I have so many reasons why I love this season, and here are just a few.

The excitement of Christmas that showed in my children's eyes when they were younger. I have always LOVED Christmas and tried to instill the love of the season in them. Long before I got to know God on a one on one basis, I knew the Christmas story. While I didn't understand the significance of God giving of Himself to the world, I did understand that I was giving something to people that I really cared about and loved. When I was a child, it may have been an art project that I spent hours on before lovingly wrapping it for my mom. Or saving to get my sister a doll or some lip gloss. I just wanted to give to them out of love.

In all the giving, I learned to be thankful. Thankful for the little things. Thankful that my mom remembered that I wanted those Chic jeans. Thankful that I had food to eat. Growing up overseas in impoverished countries during my elementary school years, I saw people hungry and without the basics like food and shelter. My mom would cook and we would have people over to laugh and share our gratefulness for God's Grace and Mercy.

This year is bittersweet for me, I still want to get into the holiday spirit. I still want to be thankful, but it's hard to be thankful while in grief. My mom went home to be with the Lord October 28th. Thanksgiving was a day that I would hear "hurry up and chop those bell peppers." or "Cut those sweet potatoes for the candy yams" or "MzNewy, you are always so slow shredding that cheese." Mom was a drill sargeant leading the troops in the kitchen for Thanksgiving. I am thankful that my mom is out of pain. I am grateful for the time I had with her, but this year, I thought I can't do the whole dinner thing. This year, I planned to sit quietly and reflect of Thanksgivings gone by missing the matriarch of our family. I think mom wouldn't want that, so I am going to do what she always did: I am going to get up and give of myself in the kitchen, thankful for all of the things she taught me, grateful for the good memories. Afterall, it's about Thanks and Giving.


This has been another Newy perspective.

Second time around....

I was over at Sunshine's and she was talking about missing him....I had a "missing him" moment. Back when I was younger we were 23 and 26 respectively when we dated. Our relationship was a roller coaster for the 2 years we were together. So we broke up...on bad terms. The terms were so bad, we didn't speak for a year. Then, he was on my mind so much I reached out to him, mainly because I needed closure. I needed to know what went wrong because I loved him, but love wasn't enough. We had lunch, talked things out and became friends. No we didn't agree on everything but we understood each other's position enough to put the bad blood behind us. We remained friends for 12 years. Then one day, during one of our visits, we sat and talked. Afterall we were no longer young adults with raging hormones but real grown-ups with some experience under our belts. We talked about why we never tried again, wondered why we let it go so easily. We began to date again, getting to know the grown-ups we had become on a more romantic level. See in those 12 years we had dated others, but realized we never really let go of each other. It was the best decision we ever made. I love my husband. He is my rock and my best friend. Sometimes you have to let go and let time, space and God heal those wounds. In our case, it was right person, wrong time the first time around.

He sees my flaws and loves me in spite of them. He can see past my flaws, encourages me when I can't seem to encourage myself, is my biggest cheerleader.

I love my life ya'll. I can't imagine my life without him. I appreciate him so much because regardless our situation or circumstances, we make the best of it. He balances me. Where I am high-strung, he is calm. Where I am shallow, he is humble. Where I am weak, he makes me strong.

We all have problems, it's how you react to the problems that determines whether you are a keeper.

Happiness often sneaks in through a window you didn’t know you left open. It's a helluva start, being able to recognize what makes you happy. You don't love a man because he is remarkable, but he is remarkable because you love him.

This has been another Newy perspective

Back to Life...Back to Reality

Good morning Bloggers!

I am back in the Theater again. Yep...except on this run, I am the stage manager. I love the theater. I love throwing myself into the arts and breathing life into characters.

Even more than that, I love writing, directing and helping others bring life to characters. The movie I filmed last year, Unspoken Words, debuted this past Friday. I was a credited extra and did some of my original poetry in this film. It stars Greg Alan Williams (Melonie's Dad on "The Game"), Robin Givens, and Tommy Ford. Our director is Henderson Maddox (23) This is a small film production company but I can almost guarantee he is going to be up there with the Coppola's etc.

I still love my day job so I can't see giving it up for acting/directing/writing. My day job feeds my intellectual side and my passion for the arts feeds my creative side. I have the best of both worlds.

I am still a newlywed and I am struggling moving from me to "we". When you are used to being the yes and no final decision maker, it is hard to give up power compromise and consult with someone else. Ladies, there is a such this as being too independent. That can cause MAJOR friction if you won't aren't willing to try to change. I thank God for sending me a patient and loving husband who is willing to work at it.

I promise pinky swear to try to blog more now.

Newy