As a kid growing up in rural Wisconsin in the seventies, there were elements to a wedding that seemed like a given, including: A reception filled with drunk happy guests, the dollar dance, and hearing “The Wedding Song” (by Paul Stookey of Peter, Paul, and Mary fame) featured in the service.  When Chad and I…

I want to blog, but I can’t. I’m too busy. I have to learn my lines and rehearse for the play I’m in that opens in less than two weeks. Okay, that’s too passive. Let’s try reframing that. I’m choosing not to blog because I’m prioritizing learning my lines for the upcoming play I’m in…

Sometimes time travel is possible.  I say this not as a geek, (although I proudly am one–just ask me about being a Dr. Who fan way before the Era of David Tennant) but as someone who recently experienced a random connection between objects separated by almost 40 years.  “Hey that’s my rose!” I said to…

There are many things that I love and appreciate about being in a play. Learning lines is not one of them.  People often say how hard it is to learn and memorize as they get older. I don’t really have a sense of my memory getting worse (I may just be in denial) but I…

We don’t have power.  I should probably not be using up my phone’s battery life to blog.  But what else can I do without power, besides worrying about how long it will be before the groceries I just bought today go bad? I do feel very lucky that my food status is my biggest concern…

I was surprised. Maybe even a little shocked. Our friend, and minister, Laura, had just said Chad and I were playful. I certainly wasn’t offended–I wish I was more playful–but I don’t think I’m very playful.  I’m thinking about play now because Laura explored it recently in a sermon, and is encouraging us all to…

Ah, spring. Yes, it’s April, and the time for flowers and brightly-colored dresses, eggs and hats and Peeps and holidays of renewals.  And snow. Sigh.  Meteorological bitterness aside, most people’s religious and spiritual calendars and inclinations agree this is a time of renewal.  But renewal of what?  I think because I’m in the Library Biz,…

Sometimes questions make me strangely prickly.  I’m not sure why–I’m not a particularly private person (much to Chad’s dismay). I like talking about myself (much to Chad’s dismay). I’m not in the witness protection program.  So it’s surprising that I didn’t get snippy when the very nice cashier at the Como Observatory recently asked me,…

This week I successfully played a drum groove that I’ve been working on learning since the Before Times–so over two years.  This could be an inspiring story of perseverance. Or, it could be a rather sad story of lackadaisicalness.  I think it’s somewhere in-between.  I have NOT been working on this groove steadily for the…

I’m the one who moved my cheese. (Yes, cleverly trying to reference the 1998 bestseller that I’ve never read–and don’t plan to. Wikipedia describes it as a “motivational business fable,” definitely not calling to me).  I take full responsibility, but even though it’s not a mystery, I’m not pleased with the result of my cheese…