Mountain (without the) Jam

Last year's memories of Mountain Jam are a bit tainted. I'd had a really rough morning, thanks to my middle son, and my early afternoon proved that the day could, in fact, become even worse. As always, my friends pulled me through that day and were once again on hand this year to replace any … Continue reading Mountain (without the) Jam

Two Step while trying not to step in anything disgusting

For the second year in a row my middle son and I went to both nights of the Dave Matthews Band's pretty much annual stop at SPAC.  As always, Carter smiled continuously as he banged the drums and Dave praised the crowd and venue.  We had a good time and I got some great crowd … Continue reading Two Step while trying not to step in anything disgusting

Catching up with Moms@Work

Griffin and I went to a concert. I anticipated summer and clarified my economic reality with a comment. And discussed the economic reality of American women, in general. An imagined dream come true. There's an upcoming event you should think about attending. I had a really, really bad day. Dads had their day. And Sally … Continue reading Catching up with Moms@Work

4, 3, 2…

Four of us attended Mountain Jam for what was consecutive year number three and I learned two very important things... the first had something to do with knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that everything will be fine because your oldest friends always have your back.  The second was equally practical but involved mud, … Continue reading 4, 3, 2…

Impressions from a spring concert

Last night's concert at my son's middle school made an unexpected impact upon me emotionally. I'm not usually inclined to tears, but this gathering of kids, led by their obviously committed teachers, left me absolutely weepy. Here are the thoughts I had while sitting in that auditorium... ...there was a boy with a cast on … Continue reading Impressions from a spring concert