When I was a little girl, there was a little boy. That little boy's name was Richard. He lived across the street. Richard had a sister. Her name was Lillian. I liked that she had my name. I liked Richard. I wanted to marry Richard. Richard and Lillian together sounded good to me. I was five.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to grow up and marry Richard. I didn't marry that Richard, but I did marry a Richard. We were married 24 years ago today.
Perseverance, Purpose, Persistence, Patience & Progress: What middle age is made of.
Monday, April 6, 2015
Friday, April 3, 2015
Bloom & Grow
Oh, boy. I don't know what I was thinking when I said, "Okay, I'll sing this." It was to take place at a Spring church recital set up by the choir leader whom I was paying for singing lesson. She convinced some of her other clients that they were also ready to make their solo "debut."
We all were familiar enough with each other from singing as a group during Sunday morning services. Together we were okay, even good sometimes. Singing solo was a whole different ball game. We were given a solo selection, and were teamed up for a duet. The duet my choir mate and I sang was from West Side Story, America. My solo was The Sound Music's, Edelweiss.. what a disaster. Oh, and costume changes were involved.
That's the day that I learned that between my last stage performance in 7th grade and my late 20s crack at singing I had developed a crippling case of stage fright. I shook with fear, but brought all I could to America. Edelweiss was a sweaty, noodle-leg, warbely mess. I think I quit choir that day.
Apologies to The Von Trapp Family Singers.
We all were familiar enough with each other from singing as a group during Sunday morning services. Together we were okay, even good sometimes. Singing solo was a whole different ball game. We were given a solo selection, and were teamed up for a duet. The duet my choir mate and I sang was from West Side Story, America. My solo was The Sound Music's, Edelweiss.. what a disaster. Oh, and costume changes were involved.
That's the day that I learned that between my last stage performance in 7th grade and my late 20s crack at singing I had developed a crippling case of stage fright. I shook with fear, but brought all I could to America. Edelweiss was a sweaty, noodle-leg, warbely mess. I think I quit choir that day.
Apologies to The Von Trapp Family Singers.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Soon
Soon, I hope to be able to get back to this blog and my YouTube channel vlog. For now, here's a window into what's been going on in my little corner...
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| BEFORE picture of the kitchen... so many cabinets & drawers! |
WE FOUND A RENTAL!
Things got down to the wire and life seemed super bleak. But, our worries were eased when this rental house became available for immediate move-in. We submitted application, qualified, and went to town moving our stuff out of The Place.
Finally, that day had come.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Move Along, Nothing To See Here Today
April Fools Day, for some of us long-time internet users, has been designated Stay Off Social Media Day. I highly recommend this. Until tomorrow.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
The Place ~ A Story: The In Between Part
March 14,2015: Off to a very rough start today. It's 3:32 am and I really should be in bed. But, before I go, this:
Friday, March 13, 2015
Where To Start?
News Flash: Now is not the best time for me to even try to manage a blog and YouTube channel. My family, once again, is facing insurmountable life challenges, with little to no immediate solutions. I'll try to fill you in here.
Presently, and most urgent, fact is that we have exactly two weeks left at The Place, and again, no where to go. So I'll begin our story here, I guess.
A HOME NOT OUR OWN Story:Sunday, March 1, 2015
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