(alright, and a little teary =+)

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For two weeks my voice hasn't been mine. A "hell of a flu" took it the night before I was supposed to sing with the symphony choir. And oh how I hated it - confined to work and the house for too long ( Read more... )

I've been meaning to post for awhile, to keep in touch, to remember, to analyze...Oddly the prompt for this post is my desire to keep moving through the early morning exhaustion so I can get my work done before the sun rises. This should be my last all-nighter for the forseeable future, and I'm proud (?) to still be able to pull them off with ( Read more... )

Happy Solsitice one and all!
It's all downhill from here...sunshine and tulips are on the way =+)
A good night to make soup stock?

On the general subject of things you never thought you'd do ( Read more... )

Deep breath, and plunge, oncemore into the communication breach ( Read more... )

I may have actually been ruined for future pie experiences. After a lazy, yet surprisingly active morning at the headwaters of the Mississippi River Jamie and I drove to the "home" (one of many) of Paul Bunyan and Babe the Blue Ox. We had lunch at the Maid-Rite Cafe (built in 1926) which serves the famous Maid Rite sandwich (think Sloppy Joe ( Read more... )

We are no longer the center of attention, thank you! Our (wonderful) obligations to our families have been fulfilled, we have been filled with all manner of State Fair experiences, and it's time to hit the road. So I stand at the brink of three weeks of unadulterated exploration with nothing but joy, gratitude, lust (of many types), curiosity and ( Read more... )

So I've been telling myself for almost a couple of years now that I want to start writing in a journal again, but this feels a little weird. Good weird, but still...