When it comes to my birthday, I take things pretty seriously - at least as far as self indulgence and celebration go. My attitude is that it is MY day and I’m going to spend it as close to precisely the way I want to. This condition has been consistent for me as far back … Continue reading A legendary weekend
Category: Events
A Beautiful reason to have come home
The first musical I ever saw on Broadway was Grease in 1980. I don’t remember much of the show, but I do recall being mesmerized by the costumes, dancing and singing and, really, isn’t that what a musical is all about? On Sunday afternoon I was in the audience for a production of Beautiful: The … Continue reading A Beautiful reason to have come home
Out of bandwidth
In the next six weeks, I’ve got a lot moving parts to facilitate. Note that I did not use the word “manage.” This was a very intentional language choice. While I will internalize and stress about all of the balls up in the air, I refuse to pretend I have the ability to exert any … Continue reading Out of bandwidth
Starry Story Night
For the first time in years (maybe pre-Covid Era?), I participated in a local story telling event, The Front Parlor series. I’ve told stories before, but never at this particular venue and I was really excited. A few months ago I had prepared a story to suit the theme of “forgiveness,” but that gathering, disappointingly, … Continue reading Starry Story Night
Flowers + Friends + Finn’s = Fun
Am I alone in thinking that as the days get longer, life gets busier? It feels like the past couple of weeks have been really jam packed with events, work and household tasks, leaving little time for reflecting or writing. I would be remiss, however, if I failed to share my most recent Troy adventure … Continue reading Flowers + Friends + Finn’s = Fun
Breaking (some of)the rules
On a night when the moon is one day shy of full and there’s less than 24 hours standing between you and a four day holiday weekend, it’s hard to get motivated to do much beyond sitting on the back deck with a cold glass of Italian white staring at the moon. What else is … Continue reading Breaking (some of)the rules
Easter Weekend in the Black Forest with a Roman, a couple of Spaniards and a mess of Germans
Although I may have the felt the absence of my uncle each day I was in Germany, I was at no loss for companionship. My steady travel companion of recent years, N, was beside me for all of the trip, early morning walks notwithstanding. In addition to his company, the timing of our trip proved … Continue reading Easter Weekend in the Black Forest with a Roman, a couple of Spaniards and a mess of Germans






