I’ve had engrossing, timely projects at work recently and haven’t spent a much time writing. Overall a good thing, though it feels like a lapse.
I’ve had engrossing, timely projects at work recently and haven’t spent a much time writing. Overall a good thing, though it feels like a lapse.
The days are blurry. This might sound like a bad thing, but I think it’s actually good. There haven’t been as many crises to punctuate time.
Amie and I celebrated my birthday last week. Besides baking my annual deep-dish apple pie, she got us Broadway tickets for Moulin Rouge.
The show was lovely and absorbing. We’re always amazed at the artistry that goes into every Broadway show: the music, the movement, the story and the set were all spectacular.
One of my favorite aspects was the way the writers weaved the movie’s music with current rock/pop/love songs. I regularly try to tempt Amie into singing the Elephant Song duet with me, and the way that new hits were weaved in made the entire show familiar and emotionally-connected.
Since his Nanny (translation: great-grandmother) left for home Thursday, Royal looks every morning for her. He puts up his hands in a shrug and says, “Nanny?” with a confused look on his face. He’s also been searching for her bag in which he’d found many treasures.
At church, Royal took off searching the whole building top-to-bottom. Amie followed him and asked, “Are you looking for Kati?” to which he responded exuberant, “And Nanny!”