“Tell me more, Tell me more.”

I can't believe that it has been four and a half years, almost to the day, since I wrote this silly little post about my sister and the musical Grease. She had sent me the cutest text message and so, because I kept this as an online diary of my life, I blogged it. And I can't ...

Fox & the Hounds and the time of my life. And, a video!

Several years ago, I wrote a post specifically about my love of and history with music; But, in truth, music has infiltrated almost every space of this site. I write about our daily dance parties, my deep love for the music of Brett Dennen, my rich history with musical theatre and the soundtrack that makes up my life.

“In Our Time” and on my night table.

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.” -T.S. Eliot, one of my favorites. Last night before bed I scanned my night table for my glasses, and took a minute to note what I keep there, next to me, ...

The time out chair.

This week started out a little rough. I was out of sorts, you could say. Perhaps it's the time of year, or something chemical, but I have found my anxiety to be at an unusually high level. For instance, on Monday, my husband left his phone in the car when he went up to his office. I ...

I mean, why settle for four eyes

when you can have eight? So, yeah, this morning we found out that our baby boy, 10 days shy of his first birthday, will need glasses, just like his big sister. Evidently, though, he is an overachiever, because whereas she didn't need them until she was 13 months old, he is getting them before 12. Atta boy! And though he ...

Measure in Love.

Musical Theatre has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember; I started acting out the Wizard of Oz word for word from age 2; I was acting in school plays by age 6; I went to drama camp as a pre-teen and then became a drama counselor, then improv teacher than show ...

10 Recent Moments of Kindness

This afternoon, while the baby napped, I had a moment to catch up on a favorite blog of mine, Emphasis Added,  a story that I have been following for years now. She is in the midst of a personal horror; while on vacation, there was a terrible flood in her house and almost everything in her ...

Somethings (and #febphotoaday/16)

16. Something New On May 31, 2008, as the saxophone played, I held onto my dad's arm and walked, down a peony-lined runner, towards my forever. I had something old, a headpiece made of champagne and ivory seed pearls, worn by my Nanny on her wedding day; I had something borrowed, the tiny, gold wedding band, that had been on my Mommom's own finger ...

Too (too) much.

Something extraordinary happened this weekend in the Northeastern part of the country. An unprecedented event; an important first. Nature, at it's finest... My daughter started to actually ask to wear tutus. And refuses to take them off. This is a WIN in my book, and further proof that she is mine, all mine. Oh, and I should confess to you, the tutu ...