Where I dust off the blogging cobwebs with bullet points

At one time, I thought I was busy — then I became a parent. However, over the busiest weekend I ever remember having, I barely saw my own kids. Friday, I worked & played a show. Saturday, I woke, ran a Zombie 5k, played an alumni concert with my college jazz band, played a show,… Continue reading Where I dust off the blogging cobwebs with bullet points

Where I distract myself with my children

I am….troubled by the news out of Boston. Is that the right word? Troubled? Saddened? Shocked? Sickened? Worried? I’ll stick with troubled. Qualifying for the Boston Marathon is on the mind of any runner, no matter their level. They say you start running for individual reasons, which are far too numerous to try to list.… Continue reading Where I distract myself with my children

Where I plant a garden

Growing up, the routine was always the same. Mother’s Day, we’d go to church, head out to buy plants & vegetables, plant what was purchased, and then head out for dinner. After my parents’ divorce, the routine stayed much the same – I’d give my mom my services on Mother’s Day – weed her garden,… Continue reading Where I plant a garden

Where I welcome April with bullet points

How the fuck is it April already? Seriously, I think there are still some Christmas presents for the kids that I haven’t taken out of the box yet. Life is better when baseball is being played. I’ve been thinking about how much I swear, and then there was this comment exchange with Kristin, and should… Continue reading Where I welcome April with bullet points