Tuesday, March 29, 2011


Edward had a practice recital Sunday afternoon.  Next weekend he will participate in a music competition (his first).  Edward has had half a dozen music teachers over the years but he is back and Philomusica in Ft. Collins were he took his very first piano lesson at age 5.  Since we were here last they have aquired a fancy grand piano - only 2 like it and the other one is in the White House.   He was a little nervous but has come a long way from Mary Had A Little Lamb!

Sunday, March 27, 2011


the counting of 1000 continues...

501.  the promise of Spring
502.  birdsong in and outdoors
503.  using my grandparents old brass birdcage
504.  Tasha Tudor illustrations
505.  our version of preschool - in the sunshine with chocolate pudding
506.  spying bunnies in our yard
507.  walks with friends
508.  visiting special places from your childhood
509.  sharing memories with your children
510.  seeing your children climb the same tree you did as a child
511.  and find delight in the same beauty you do
512.  and walk the same path you walked
513.  hometown visits
514.  getting reacquainted with cousins
515.  whack - a - mole
516.  skee-ball
517.  seeing the delight in faces over lollipops, plastic rings and styrofoam airplanes
518.  a perfectly golden roasted marshmallow
519.  the produce department at Whole Foods
520.  a can't resist price on my favorite happy flower
521.  now brightening my kitchen
522.  the ability to whip out my camera at the grocery store and not care about the strange looks from other shoppers
523.  reconnecting with a college roommate
524.  piano recitals on a beautiful old grand
525.  the hymn, "How Great Thou Art"

Wednesday, March 23, 2011


That is the question.

For years I have avoided the whole Facebook scene.   Friends and relations would ask "Why aren't you on Facebook?  We could keep in touch."  

Did your phone break?  
Did the postal system go out of business?
Do you not have my email address?

These are the questions I would like to ask.  But I don't.

I know it is easier to post little snippets of life on Facebook and instantly you have communicated with dozens or hundreds of people.  It's convenient, multi-tasking, and efficient.  I get it.  But I just wasn't interested.  It is a strange world in which you can friend and de-friend with a click of a button.

So recently my own dear husband, the one who emphatically used the word NEVER and the words, stupid and time wasting when discussing Facebook, has recently joined.  (For business purposes mind you.)  But he decided to drag his wife along too.  I now have a Facebook account that was not set up by me, but by a man in a Singapore hotel room halfway across the world.  Weird!

For the last 24 hours I have been poking around on Facebook and at the risk of alienating many dear friends, I have to say that I'm even more convinced - it is such a bizarre way to communicate.  Too personal, yet not personal at all, at the same time.

Magazine articles, TV shows and experts cry out ... 

                                                     "be authentic" 
                                                                                 "cast off excess"
                                                                                                               "live in the moment"

And yet in the past 24 hours my email has been flooded with "notifications"  from people I don't even exchange Christmas cards with.  Everywhere I go people are texting, tweeting  and talking on cellphones and ignoring the people around them.  I realize I'm in the minority here and maybe it sounds harsh but that just doesn't seem like simplifying to me.  And honestly sometimes its OK to lose touch with people.

I'm a nice person but I just don't care that my neighbor, from 2 moves ago, is on her way to Wal-Mart to get milk.  And (sorry honey!) but I don't care to receive a notice that my husband just posted that he likes JAD Speciality CO.  And I think its strange that I can see that my husband's cousin's wife just sent condolences to a friend of her's on the death of one of their relations.  HUH?  WHO?  

Now I realize I may be a hypocrite. I pour out my heart and post personal stories and photos here on my blog that anyone could potentially see.  And I will go ahead and complete my Facebook profile and post a few photos.  I was able to get back in touch with my college roommate Kari last night and it was nice to see her family and receive her personal message.  So maybe Facebook does have redeeming qualities. 

But please "defriend" me if I ever waste your time by letting you know I'm out of toilet paper.