Come on, mateys, step in time!
I thought there'd be more frolicking. Mr. Walt Disney led me to believe chimney sweeps like to whoop it up. They got the job done, sure, but they danced around the house, too. I'd been prepared for a little elbow linking, some flapping like a birdie. As spring days go, though, yesterday felt more like [...]
For the ones in the trenches
My daughter in-law hosts a raucous dance party every night. She and her tiny co-host grab their mop microphones and let loose across the dining room floor. "We're going up up up, it's our moment. You know together we're glowin'. Gonna be gonna be golden." A DGA member in the midst of demanding career she [...]
The world’s your oyster, kid
My granddaughter won’t remember her first trip to the ocean, but I will. I’ll remember the adorable duck sweatshirt she wore and the way her mother held her snug against her chest. I’ll laugh when I think of her cute little face and that scrunched up expression that said, “What in the world are you [...]
Stopping to smell the roses
I generally walk at a pretty good clip— headphones on, eyes straight ahead. Out here in grandma-land, though, I move a little slower and, because I’m often accompanied by a rambunctious rescue dog and/or wearing a tiny baby strapped to my chest, I don’t use headphones. As a result, I notice a lot more. I [...]