I am a stay at home mom who adores her teenage daughter. I love crafting, reading, cooking and teaching piano lessons out of my home. I have been married to my college sweetheart for 20 years and have a cooking blog as well as this one. I love traveling and spending time with family. My new passion is slowly becoming Mary Kay,I am starting to look at least 10 years younger, (we do need all the help we can get, right ladies.) I live in Denver and LOVE it. We have a black Lab, Toby and a cat.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Guess who's coming to town?
And it ain't Santa. I received the best gift in the mail TWO tickets to the
March 30th, Michael Buble concert at the Pepsi Center. And they are great
seats. I get to see and hear my favorite crooner up close and personal. Now the only problem I have is waiting clear until March to go. I haven't been this excited about a concert since my college friends and I took off and headed to see Aerosmith. We thought we were such rebels. Just look how far I have come. I don't think they will have a mosh pit at this concert.
I am going to dress up and even use my jazz hands and Broadway arms. I am really good at jazz hands in the kitchen singing along with him on my i-pod. We will see what people think of it at the concert. The countdown has begun. 100 days and counting.....
Friday, December 18, 2009
A Blue Christmas
We are having a Blue Christmas at our house. Our tree is finally up. The decorations are out. The Christmas music is playing. The piano students are giddily playing Christmas songs. We have even been to Makaila's Christmas orchestra concert. But sadly Johnny Mathis is missing. I do have the C.D. case, I however do not have the C.D.
I can remember as a child laying on the couch and listening to the record over and over until I was worried it would wear out. I can sing each song word for word. I know how long to hold each and every note. When to come in on each song, and if I hear just a few notes I know it is a Johnny Mathis, Christmas song. I must say I feel like a child who just had his bike stolen. I am still holding out some hope. I am giving it until maybe tomorrow and then I might have to get another one. I feel all sad inside knowing that case is empty.
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