We just had my daughter’s fifth birthday party (her actual birthday is this coming weekend, but we held the party when we could maximize attendance). I’m still coming to grips with the fact that I have two five year olds. There are two human beings, of whom I am fully responsible. And they’re both five… Continue reading Where bullet points quell the silence
Category: Lenore
Where I try to plan for the busy stretch
You’ll have to excuse me as, again, I find myself turning to this here blog to try to keep the crazy at bay . . . I have a particularly busy stretch coming ahead, and need to plan it out, so I figure the three and three-quarters of you still reading will keep from unsubscribing… Continue reading Where I try to plan for the busy stretch
Where I contemplate life as a musician
I still remember my thought process in college. At the start of my freshman year, I was eager to get my degree in music education. Sure, my salary might not be quite as much as it could be, otherwise, but I’d be able to moonlight with private lessons and gigs of some sort or other… Continue reading Where I contemplate life as a musician
Where my #symphonynight selfies take on a life of their own
Where updates come in the form of bullet points
I remember, in the 8th grade, my English teacher mentioning that she always found it funny when kids said that they were “too busy” to do their homework. It wasn’t that kids didn’t get busy, she contended, but that truly busy people figured out how to get everything done. I’m finding that I’m spending a… Continue reading Where updates come in the form of bullet points
Where I try to make bullet points the new black
I have absolutely no idea why people are looking to replace black, ever. But I also have no idea why it’s frowned upon to wear white shoes, or pants or undergarments, or hats, after flag day. I’m very particular about my grammar, word choice, and punctuation. For the most part, this makes me a better… Continue reading Where I try to make bullet points the new black