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Spotted:

On my sister's bedroom mirror. And, I've melted.

Thank you, my sweet friends, (online, offline, and everywhere in between...) for making me feel this special. (Which, by the way, is SO special!) Today has been a lovely a day and it's only 1pm. So thank you, thank you, thank you. (And, by all means, keep it comin'!) Love and Macaroons, The Bday Gal.

If growing up means it would be

beneath my dignity to climb a tree I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up. Not me. Tomorrow, I will be celebrating my birthday. I'll be getting old. Older. So, let them (you!) eat cake, I say. As long as it's Kosher for Passover. And I'm serious. I'll never grow up. Not me. Not I. Not me. No Sir.

Some folks.

There are some folks who are born athletes and others who must work at it. Much like how there are some folks who take up jogging and decide to buy new running sneakers... while other folks take up jogging and decide to buy new music. Hmmmmmmm. Bet you can't guess which of these folks I am. Oh. Sorry. I can't hear you. I have my ...

Encore.

In recent days, I have watched as my daughter's intense love for music has grown immensely. It has grown, intensely; Incandescently. My girl now sings songs. Entire songs. The guitar strums it's first chord and she knows the song, instantly, and she begins. And this is all wonderful. But, it is her musical abilities that impress me so much less than her musical soul. Because, ...

“Don’t dream it…”

Tonight, after a light dinner and cool walk, I watched my daughter as she saw the Intro to Rocky Horror for the first time... as she studied the lips and whispered, "Wow!" and then stuck a slice of cheese on her head, as a hat, and then sang along (she learned the words to the chorus after her ...

Far from being over.

This week, I had the privilege of witnessing a magical event; The day was beautiful, crisp and sunny, and my class, as well as many others, enjoyed the weather outside on the playground. As I supervised my children, scanning my eyes back and forth across the tot lot, another teacher called for my attention. She told me to look ...

Oh, you know.

Just some Tuesday morning loungewear.

Setting the tone(/tunes).

Morning jams, a prelude to a wonderful day. (Hmm? What's that? You're like 'Whoa! She's so old school! She listens to songs on YouTube when her phone is literally an iPod!' And to that, I say, "You're right." And this is not even the half of it. Just the other day my husband was poking fun at me for listening ...

Music.

Music is playing inside my head Over and over and over again My friend, there's no end to the music Ah, summer is over But the music keeps playing And won't let the cold get me down -Carole King, Music *** This morning, as I spent time flitting about and trying to tidy, I left my daughter to have some quiet play time in ...