I’m about to disappear for a while. (Wouldn’t it be fun to really disappear for a day? — to walk around unseen, listening to other people’s conversations, finding out what they say about you when you’re not around . . . or, um, on second thought, never mind.) Anyway, back to my original topic. March […]
This year marks a critical shift in the universe. Okay. Maybe not the universe. Maybe just the solar system. But the significance of these events should not be overlooked or minimized. Irreversible changes are about to take place, and nothing will ever be the same again. By the end of April a line will have
Stones on the miles Read More »
These have been an interesting couple of weeks. For starters, we spent Christmas in a Holiday Inn in downtown Mansfield, Ohio. We couldn’t have chosen worse timing for our departure for Ohio if we’d consulted a sadist at the weather bureau. The nasty winter weather joined us before we’d made it out of East Texas,
There need be no bewilderment . . . Read More »
We celebrated Thanksgiving in Dallas with twenty-two relatives. Good food. Good conversation. Good laughs. It was all good. After dinner my sister gathered everyone together and played a CD of her son’s band performing a song he wrote about Jacob–a song that snagged the attention of a record label rep when he heard it and
All I Want For Christmas Read More »
Highs in the mid-70’s Lows in the mid-50’s Notebook. Camera. Lists. Interview questions. Colorful neighborhoods. Quirky shops. Ethnic cuisine. Van Gogh exhibit at the museum. Grace’s agenda: Spend the week with me exploring. Our mission: Find it. See it. Do it. Describe it. Shoot it. (With a camera–not a gun.) The sights, sounds, smells, scenery,
The Color of a Dream at Sunrise Read More »
Luke is upstairs jamming with John Slaten. Sunday he jammed all afternoon and evening with Ryan Bowles and (for a little while) David. I realize how much I’ve missed hearing Luke play drums. I love the way he plays drums. And guitar. And piano. I’ve missed his music. Joe Bucks is a new coffee shop
A few things I love Read More »
In the middle of this afternoon’s heavy rainstorm, someone rang the doorbell and beat hard on the door. A jolt of adrenaline coursed through me. I jumped up and ran to the door in time to see the UPS man scampering back to his truck. I stood in the doorway watching as he wrestled a
Oddly amused is better than irritated, right? Read More »
Nineteen years ago today, I received a gift. A priceless treasure. It was small and required extensive attention and maintenance. But I didn’t mind. I cherished it. Nineteen years ago today, I received a gift that is eternal. In an instant of time, at 1:21 PM to be exact, he drew first breath, and an
I would love to write about our trip to Seattle, which was magnifilous, but I don’t have time. I will say, though, that hearing Luke and Grace sing two of Luke’s songs at the coffee house was splendid. And hearing all the people cheering for them warmed my heart. It was a beautiful Momzy moment.
A quick bit of nothing Read More »
She crept along the damp alley wall until she reached the battered metal door. Trying to be as quiet as possible, she turned the knob and eased it open. The hinges creaked. She winced at the sound, but gently pried until she’d created a wide enough space to slip through. Once inside, she left the
One needle in the great big cyber-haystack Read More »