A Hamilton ticket, that is! One of my BFF's just sent me a text message that said, Who the hell is HAMILTON??? I had to laugh. Out loud. I knew she must have seen on Facebook that The Middle Child and I are in NYC, camping out on the sidewalk, waiting for any cancellation tickets …
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We are on the plane. The plane of no frills. This is totally fine with me, though I must admit I have never flown on a plane where I had to pay for coffee!
My family just so happens to have these gorgeous cups and saucers that were made especially for Lafayette's second visit to the United States...
I am writing this post while JC is driving us home from the beach. I cannot believe it is July 3. What I cannot believe even more is that I am actually whisking The Middle Child off to NYC on a wild goose chase for Hamilton tickets at 6:10am tomorrow! Spontaneity is not exactly my …
I have officially gone bat shit crazy. I figure there is at least a small bit of redemption in my recognizing that? Perhaps not. The truth is that frankly, I don't give a damn. When we left NYC a couple of weeks ago, I had a feeling we'd be back...time would tell....Ocean's actually did rise...(we have been at …
So...about 3 or 4 months ago, I had to go have a background check for a job that I worked in early June. I taught at a camp for a friend of mine at her art studio. I considered this background check to be somewhat of a pain in the ass, but I understood completely …
It was quite a thrill to see and hear my own child, The Middle Child, sing on stage, on the stage, at Carnegie Hall. The Carnegie Hall. The one in New York City. Who actually gets to do that? It's something most people don't even dare to dream of doing--simply because it seems so ridiculously unattainable. The Middle Child just completed her sixth …
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I went to my Daddy and (his fianceé) Toni's farm on Saturday to spend the night--for Father's Day. I was amused as I drove up the driveway, to see my (city-boy, still working everyday, architect, age 71) Daddy in overalls and a long sleeved tee shirt, with a big straw hat on, driving a big, …
The Baby. The third child. I have failed him miserably. I knew this when we went to Disney last fall. The poor thing knew who Mickey Mouse was, but had not a clue who any of the other Disney characters were! He had never heard of Snow White and The Seven Dwarfs. I think he had heard …