When you cut someone's hair in the kitchen you are bound to get clippings stuck to your feet.

It's memorial day? oops, guess i'm not going to upstate ny for the memorial day party.

Wants to play more music and watch fewer bad 60s scifi movies, even though the latter's (sometimes) fun and the former takes extra energy.

You can be my friend, but you have to work extra hard to get into my tiramisu club

Brandenburg 6 soloist barefoot unshowered and awesome?

You know you really love someone and that they really love you back when you spend the evening in the basement together bailing water with 5gallon buckets (and 2lb yogurt containers) when the water tank bursts, and only loving words are said the whole time.

Keith gave me the weirdest book of short stories to read, and I find they are so weird that I can only read them in small doses.

Brandenburg 6 is the world's most beautiful viola joke.

I have such a huge overbite that I have to eat half of any sandwich upside-down. (No I wont get that orthodontically fixed.)

It's almost time for my first trip back to the gym, but I keep putting it off in f(l)avor of ice-cream.

There is no need for words today - but i sure am having fun learning new ones by reading silly fluff short stories about really angsty thirty year old socialite women.

a special thank you to the lady who was really nice about me backing into her car (twas but a tap) in the ultra-dark parking garage, and also a special un-thank you to ALL the people in Boston who don't use their turn signals.

It took three days to (unrelatedly) read slaughterhouse five and watch 2001 a space odyssey, but they both were wonderful and exceeded expectations, which is rare for me - even when i have the lowest of low expectations, which i didn't in this case.

Today at the gym one of the trainers said to me, "you are a lot tougher than you look" and I'm still trying to decide if that was a complement or not.

Thought everyone would like a bonus picture for today, to introduce Henry ... and don't worry, not every post from now on will be about babies.

Best compliment ever (from a mom who sees me every week) "You are the skinniest pregnant lady ever!" (err, I had the baby last week)

After dropping my bother and sister off in the woods where they could continue their hike of the Appalachian Trail, we drove out on a windy, bumpy road and as soon as we got back on pavement, I got car sick for the first time in over 15 years... which resulted in lot of laughter by all (including myself) about 5 minutes later.

Adjusting to having four people in our family is trickier with a sick one year old instead of a healthy one - you didn't think we'd be getting any sleep, did you?

I didn't take a single picture of anything today... so much for the resolve to get a picture a day of the new baby.

Donuts for breakfast and a resolution to be healthy from now on for lunch mean we had a walk for dinner.

I was able to give my courageous brother and sister a hug for the first time in months and it felt so good!

An unnamed baby boy joined my family just before one in the morning, and by four in the afternoon we were safe in our own home.

Okay, go go go
sleep
and dream
of happy things
like hula-hoops
and diamond rings
have a good snooze
if it suites youzzz

Loved having dinner with Keith and Alison, though it was the first time that I initiated the drive home, and none too early, since I may have gone into labor on the way back (don't know for sure).

My right leg is getting a little mushy... I really need to be more committed to my leg raise exercises everyday!

My mom crocheted and sent Theo the most amazing stuffed turtle that we cuddled with tonight as he fell asleep.

Met a new student today, and his mom says "When is your due date? I am so worried about his orchestra concert next week." (too little, too late?)

Left-overs from the world's largest pizza (24 inches in diameter) made for a tasty lunch in the sun with my favorite person.

Got home last night to find that my ($25) computer doesn't even pretend to turn on anymore, so posts may be sporadic... but I'll try when I can.

Even though I still can't do too much in the way of helping out, I was so glad to give my mom a big hug of thanks for all the love she has shown me throughout my life and especially in these recent weeks.

Two gigantic concerts, a rehearsal, several hours of driving, and eating nothing but junk food all day sounds like suuuch a healthy Mother's day, but at least Theo brought me a dandelion this morning with a kiss.

A day of sun and love and family and good food and laughter and ocean... what could be better?

almost all the way to a little party get-together we find out that we missed an email and a phone call cancelling the event ( :( ) so we walked around a lovely lake in the pouring rain instead ( :) )

An "All American" afternoon entails a walk down the road to the flowering park passing quaint homes with picket fences and a park bench over-looking a small lake and a view of a baseball game, while the neighbors stop to say hello, an ice cream truck drives by playing the old familiar tune that has kept kids running for decades and an old couple stops to take a picture of the two of us sitting hand in hand with our charming dog resting at our feet.

brian's last day at bae, no kidding, and now he stays at home till the first of next month and boy are we looking forward to the new things happening for the rest of may.

News of a visitor tomorrow is making my day!

It rained on me only today, and it wasn't sad at all, but rather, really beautiful ... in a parking lot, with beautiful blossoming trees all around and a big storm cloud in the distance and the sun shining brightly in a blue sky above me, and full out raindrops falling on my head.

Getting over a pretty boring but debilitating sickness, thankfully with a little help from my devoted and wonderful family.

birthday day - she really makes "sweet sixteen" true.

One of the things that I forgot to pack when I left Boston was pajamas so I have been borrowing t-shirts from my mom's closet... tonight, I am an orange jack-o-lantern!

stayed up sooo late (to wish labeeby many happy returns of the day) playing lots of music, and with lots of girl talk.

A(n unintentionally politically charged) concert today included a reading of Mark Twain's "War Prayer" (recommended reading!) and a comparison of war between nations to man's "war on animals" (not a recommended comparison for those people wishing to be taken seriously).

someone called me today, and accidentally told me another person had "leukemia" instead of "lyme disease" ... while the latter is no picnic, the former is just a little different.

Some people don't like taking home left-overs when they eat out, but I always look forward to lunch the next day when I know there is a tasty treat from yesterday's meal waiting for me in the fridge.

friday off 5 years ago meant all day in bed followed by some swing dancing, but today it meant soaking in the sun with some spring cleaning and having dinner of questionable origins brought over by our 94 year old neighbor.

The greatest part about this whole broken ankle thing, is that I get to wear my favorite socks for two full days, instead of just one!

There seem to be so many technicalities that get in the way of progress these days.

a long day of doctor, feverish child, two rehearsals and 4 hours of driving, so there is nothing too fun to relate.

All this time at home means that I have so much time to write, though I somehow managed to forget my one sentence for a few days there.

definitely not flattered by the nice ice-cream shop guy asking if i wanted a spoon when i bought two pints, on my way to watch scott pilgrim with keith and alisons growing family

I went to the gym today (crutches and all) and ended up chatting almost as much as working out with all the people who wanted to talk to me about what I did to my foot, and THEN, one of the gym managers offered me a free hydromassage... so much for cardio!

losing a check made me really anxious and worried but a nice janitor found me to personally give it back to me. (what should i give him as a thank you??)

spending the night in worcester with brian in wilmington is so lonesome, even though i am surrounded by people.

easter is always a time of renewal in so many ways.

went to a shower in a shower of rain, and brought back balloons, lilies, washcloths, and chocolate - how does that make any sense?

My parents and I were the talk of the Jewish deli that we stopped at for dinner as I crutched up to the table with my excessively casted foot and my bird sat at the table with us, tweeting (not to be confused with posting on a social networking site) to the family of four next to us.

Thank you, Amanda's work, for the lovely flowers you sent, after Amanda went home to NJ - I will enjoy them and take care of them.

It's nice to be in the company of a good friend you are feeling somewhat lame-ish (a good friend who may also be having some lame problems of her own), especially when the endlessly entertaining and lovely family of that good friend come over to visit for a while!

My quartet needs a morality booster. (haha)

I definitely did a lot of sleeping today, which hopefully means I also did a lot of healing today and I'm pleased to report that I have not had to take any pain killers since the early morning.

A cold blustery April day with occasional showers is the perfect day to play some music and hang out watching movies.

I am continually amazed at the kindness and selflessness of my friends... they make my life rich!

Amanda is staying with me while her destroyed foot heals, and she is inspiring with how happy and humorously she is treating the situation.

4:30 wakeup call for brian to volunteer for the boston marathon means i get extra practicing in, but it also means that our day is time-skewed enough that we arrive too *early* to get any ice-cream at the local ice-cream place.

I am officially a bionic woman with a plate and 10 screws in my right ankle, and I've been told that the x-ray, when shrunk looks much like dock on a peaceful lake.

havent been answering my phone all weekend only to discover i missed a non-life-threatening major surgery and several (more fun) other things.

Hard things become so much more manageable when the people you love are close.

theo watches the windchimes make noise in the breeze (or in this case, thunderstorm) and conducts them.

Sometimes a simple workout and a little balancing activity results in ankles pointing 90 degrees in the wrong direction.

I cross the street and jog along the cracked pavement of the arboretum where, even in the middle of April, Conifer Trail rekindles the warm feeling of Christmas as the scent of evergreens fills the air.

maryland family adventures include the driveway being completely washed out in a day's worth of rain, thrift and health-food shopping, and making our own homemade icecream and soymilk with a vitamix.

Brian's Grandma's advice for ShawnZ learning to sew works well for life too: "Don't try to go to fast, or you'll make some bad mistakes."

Naturally the midnight text message that I sent to my attractive, intelligent male friend was a desperate plea for videogame advice as opposed to a booty call.

first time ever packing in advance for a trip (just a weekend trip to MD, nothing fancy)... a whole 12 hours before leaving!

Another reason why my free month at the gym is terrific: hip hop dance class!

Solve for Theo: Theo-(Mama+BabySpencer)=Jealousy; (Theo+CatToy)-(Mama+BabySpencer)=Indifference

A pair of red plaid Converse sneakers led me through the double door of my favorite sandwich shop where a smiling youth behind the counter asked me what he could get for me, and I replied, "I'd like Peas on Earth."

on my agenda was fix a 25 year old xylophone, but when i got there, it actually looked like it was just in perfect condition!

I truly believe that I have the coolest siblings in the world!

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oops, the concert hall forgot that it was spring and kept the heat on for winter, so with all the people in the hall it was something like 85 degrees!

After my 4am bed time the night before, I woke up at 1:30pm to a phone call from my mom who jokingly asked me (knowing I don't drink) if I was recovering from a hangover, to which I responded, "Yeah, those 4 oz of beer that I drank really did me in."

most disappointing live dvorak played by professionals ever... broke my rule and listened to it the second i got home.

I'm guessing McDonalds and "epic Fail" both didn't exist when the company who built Tanya's piano was named McPhail.

As I rushed across the parking lot carrying my hot-off-the-stove side dish, I knew something was not quite right, which I quickly confirmed when I looked down and realized I was still wearing my bedroom slippers and being that I was in a rush, I sported them all evening at the dinner party with my coworkers!

Strange foods that I don't think are strange but people don't know about include Kasha (visiting Alex today, she said she sometimes bought that cereal, but she didn't know it was made with buckwheat) and Nutritional Yeast (which gained me a pretty funny look from Chuck over the dinner table last night, when he asked what was in the delicious sauce).

I felt like I gained an extra day or two (and thought I should maybe get out of life's fast lane) when I asked today whether it was the 7th, or the 8th, and was told it was the SIXTH!"

In The Economist there was a quote about my actual dinner today, though I didn't share the magazine's opinion: "Look at this muck," says 35-year-old Pamlesh Yadav, holding up a tin-plate of bilious-yellow grains, a mixture of wheat, rice and mung beans. "It literally ticks in the throat. The children won't eat it, so we take it home and feed it to the cows."

In the words of my dearest, "You know whats awesome? Things. Things are awesome."

I found a killer parking spot at the gym today, where I proceeded to sleep in my car, then woke up two hours later and drove home- some work out!

It astounds me both ways: how inspiring music can be to such diverse audiences, and also sometimes, how uninspired people can be by music (getting and and leaving in the *middle* of the Mendelssohn Octet?)

I dare everyone to take the Milton (name of a pillowcase filled with rice that gets put in the microwave to heat and then use on minor aches) challenge: Microwave for 8 minutes and 88 seconds (happens to be a lucky chinese number, but also the easiest to type into our particular microwave) and see how much stuff you can get done around your house in that time.

The Phantom of the Opera plot was best explained by Jim as "Creepy as in 'pedophile' not creepy like a horror movie."

As I drove through my old familiar stomping grounds of Ithaca on Friday night, a sigh of tranquility went streaming through my body: like returning home after being gone for far too long.

the least funny april fool's day joke was telling us rehearsal would end by ten, and at 10:30 we were halfway through... I fixed it by leaving and dancing two contras instead (thank you drew and alec!).

three breakfasts in a row (one of the last times bagels in the car from brian's work) one of which overlapped with hanging out with shannon until it was time for her induction.

there's something satisfying about going to whole foods, and spending less than the person in front of you on food that will last you about 10 times as long, even if that's literally all you eat (grains, legumes and flour for the win!)

Some people make me laugh sooooo hard, I lose my balance and fall to the ground with a belly rocking giggle that leaves my eyes drippy while I gasp for a breath!

Yesterday I got bit by the tiny yet mighty teeth of a two-year-old boy, and today I have a bruise.

wow, what an inspiringly mature first performance from my youngest (yet older-souled) sister - solo bach is hard!

My favorite student told me in a grumpy voice: "Sometimes, you always win."

One month free membership at a classy all-women's gym has been fantastic, although I must say, I have never seen so many bare bodies in such a concentrated area in my life... it's a little strange.

My baby was never as small as the precious 6-day-old Abigail that I held today....

A trip to the laundromat is always an experience: homeless drunk woman asks me for spare change, homeless drunk woman proceeds to sit in the laundromat although she has no laundry to do, disoriented homeless man (presumably homeless woman's boyfriend) enters laundromat, disoriented homeless man proceeds to speak loudly to homeless drunk woman, disoriented homeless man curses at and threatens other laundry-doing 20-something man, I call 911, cops ask homeless couple to leave, laundry-doing 20-something man asks me for my phone number.

My twenty year old brother slept mostly through his birthday DAY, lying next to his sweet nephew, but then we partied it up in style, with gift-wrapped bacon, and a Mendelssohn quartet read through.

Even though I was little too old (or maybe have just been through too many years of school) to find the Science Museum exceptionally engaging, it was still neat to watch a bearded man create lightening.

My babyest sister really pulled off a mature Schostakovich quartet, at the end of a very two-and-a-half hour student concert.

I zumba-ed so hard, I lost my earrings!

three job offers to choose between, but i'm not the one making the decision.

It always makes me smile when I see the JP oil truck drive around town because it is painted pink and white and has a big pink ribbon on it symbolizing breast cancer awareness, not to mention that this particular oil company donates a portion of their proceeds to breast cancer research!

Good news: my mom is definitely fine and there was no cardiovascular emergency last night, though I must admit, I was really scared for a few hours there and had a terrible case of the "what ifs" which is a game I would prefer never to play again.

I am proud of my high-heel-wearing attitude, but took it too far today - all the way to the entrance of the gym.

What else should I do besides send her directly to the emergency room when my mom, who is home alone because my dad is on a business trip and my siblings are hiking the Appalachian Trail, calls at 10:30pm to say she has been having chest pain and tingling down her left arm for the past two days?

I dare you to try having heartburn *before* sitting down to dinner. (thanks who)

A long, flowing conversation with a friend you love and trust is always the best way to spend a long, snowy car ride home.

Goodbye Maki, and Happy birthday Bach: here are some cupcakes, Amanda and Brian and I will listen to some of your music and sing a round for you, that ends with the words "we wish you a long long life" and change those words to... "so thanks for all your music" before finding out that your birthday is only on the 21st in the Julian calendar, which i've never used, but you did, well, for the beginning of your life - it's all ok, the Ben Stiller show didn't steal your show, Johann.

A whist-full brunch is better than a wistful bunch - especially with mimosas.

A beautiful weekend, on a beautiful mountain, doing beautiful skiing (that might be an overstatement), with beautiful people (and that would be an understatement) is all I could have wanted right now!

I can't think of a better selling-point to put on Saffron-Chamomile tea than the one we saw today: "Aphrodisiac for impotency."

My neighbors will just have to get used to the strange (in our society) sight of my little boy playing naked in our yard... it's just so much fun!

The fine dusting of flour I gave my groceries when the seal on the bag broke was just enough to make the oranges we gave to Amanda on St. Patrick's day (is there a joke somewhere about the Orange and the Green) look very very moldy.

I would never have said this 5 years ago, but some movies you just don't have to finish watching.

These days, there are three words that are making me so very happy!

In my little town our "large group discussion" of the "our town reads" book takes place at a starbucks with a grand total of 10 people (including Theo)

I wished so many people a Happy Pi Day, and I was really shocked at how many people stared at me blankly even after I spelled out the whole "three point one four" for them... I'm just glad that I celebrated it, made a wish on 1:59, and ate blueberry pie.

twinkies should be illegal, and massages should be mandatory.

Black diamonds, icy slopes, moguls- I can handle it... it just takes me a second or two to work up a little extra umph of courage and remind myself that I AM in control... and my new ski pants help!

How was my little family extra productive (yay baby breakfast, car fixing/cleaning, used-items delivery, friend catch-up + general household stuff) on an extra short, 23 hour day?

Four weeks of inspiration meant it only took 10 minutes to paint the canvas once I had the requisite supplies.

The last Saturday before daylight savings was full of sunshine, smiles and productive endeavors: I updated my ipod, I ran around the pond with my updated ipod playing motivational music, I walked down to collect a delicious free sandwich, I stopped by the oldest community theater in the US which happens to be 3 blocks from my house where I collected information on upcoming performances (RENT in April!), I saved a woman from losing the cup of soup she had placed on the top of her car and forgotten before driving away, I filed my taxes which will provide returns that will in turn allow me to finally pay off my credit card bill (hoorah!!), and now I am off to a contra dance!

A memorable concert at Mechanics in Worcester, where the Violas play the WHALE (in Haydn's creation) had a favorite moment: "Maybe just a tad too much lower viola!"

Today I watched as a thin man wearing a bow tie stoled down a gray street, dodging the raindrops, and bopping his head from side to side as if dancing to the music of the traffic.

It was a day of tasting cinammon in things that had no cinnamon, like pancakes.

Invalids serving invalids.

Instead of "duck, duck, goose" we play "yuck, yuck, eeeeewwww"

A friend wanted to introduce me to someone famous, whom I had never met before, but I was too socially confused to recover from his long, warm hug and his exclamation "Soooo good to see you again!"

This day was just awesome, but walking in the dark in the rain and in the cold was an extra awesome ending.

The coolest girls all wear teal to the (soup and dessert soiree) party without prior coordination.

Not so much a cacophony party as a Raffi party, aka a songwriter-I-had-never-heard-of party.

A guy came up to our table, and told Amanda she was an old soul and a seeker, and he could sense knowledge from Brian's eyes, and then looked at me and told me I was rude.

Looking at an old picture of the marvelous Robert Frost, my dear friend said to me, "He looks like one of those upside-down people," and with that, I laughed until my stomach ached because I knew exactly what she meant and could never have come up with a more accurate comment to describe that particular photo of Mr. Frost!

So much amazing energy that I think I should go to the gym every day, literally.

My first kiss... from my little Theo that is.

So many things to get done today that even though I only managed less than half of them and had Labeeby to help me all day long I was still exhausted.

Beethoven's fifth and somebody's (who used to breath Beethoven's Fifth, in-in-in-ooout) birthday party.

My little baby is now a one-year-old who can barter with blocks, walk two steps, sing himself to sleep, and say Teh DEEEE!

Friends make life easier by coming to visit, like Shannon, or by finding us car seats, like Alison and Keith.

It's really true that being ultra happy just depends on little things in life, like slow-cooking, and hearing echoes of your baby's laughter, and having people come home early as a surprise, and waking up to soft snowfall that won't affect your day other than by being temporarily pretty.

It's always the most wonderful thing to catch up with friends, even when there has been sadness in life in between times, because you feel like you can be there and lend an ear, and after all, that is what friendship is about to begin with!

Floss your teeth because Baz Luhrmann said so.

twelve and a half hours of non-stop cleaning and organizing my house for someone i've never met, but maybe will one day.

cue lyrics (with explanations): I had breakfast (and then worked out and was back before nine, score), I had brunch (with awesome amanda with her wonderfully cool parents and all the fixings), I had music (played on my viola, and on my cd player and danced to by my two boys), who could ask for anything more?

edited from lame to: Went for a lovely walk with my whole little family, mama, papa, theo and who, among the enormous new england snow banks in fifty degree weather with a thunderstorm brewing and raindrops occasionally falling on (some of) our heads.

hugely inspired to play music, which is good, since that's what i do for a living.

On my first full day as a 25 year old, I did a bunch of big girl things: snoozed my alarm for 60 minutes, built a block tower, ate chocolate for lunch, talked to my daddy, played with my pet bird, and watched a fantasy TV show... I must be growing up.

celebrated my blog-other-half's birthday by not going to see a movie with her (after-movie ice cream i couldn't refuse) and thinks that such differences make us such extra awesome friends.

A quarter of a century should always be spend with a crew of your favorite people.

This morning I was awakened (well, reawakened after the rude awakening at 5am) by my little baby climbing all by himself up the stairs and standing up and saying mamamamama to me, without any whining or crying.

It is always fascinating to me how certain people resurface in my life as such precise times.

First time ever teaching a lesson sitting down... how is the word invalid pronounced again?

I spend all of Valentine's Day in bed... though not is a romantic sense... it was more of a feverish sense... but I still got lots of love thanks to some of my favoritest people!

rounded out a cultural weekend (2 operas and a musical igloo) with watching the Ahn trio, who were so inspiring.

There is nothing warmer than the comfort of a trusted old friend who has returned at last.

watching opera goers fight over handicapped seating, eating large popcorns, and saying inappropriate things just a little too loud in a movie theater was almost as sureal as "Nixon in China"

Why is it that silly kitchen stores are so very interesting?

I have to believe that the very best thing to do with a brand new friend, is make play-dough.

one planned labeeby visit and one unplanned nick visit makes me so happy, a happiness that can't be negated even after seeing La Traviata.

negative calories burned at contra today, who thought to feed dancers cake??

i sent a concerned email to a parent today, but am very sad thinking i wont get any response.

i need inspiration, maybe i need a change.

more icy irony includes travelling to a student's house scared that my studio driveway is too icy, and finding theirs worse.

memorial concert i played at caused one weeping woman to curse the music we played as being "too manipulative"

should have been judging 50 junior violinists, but the managers were scared of snow that never started.

irony of the day: slipping on the ice on the way to the gym to get a membership so that i can avoid the dangers of the outdoors, like slipping on the ice.

When you're looking for a rehearsal, and somebody tells you that you just have to "walk through the chapel" to get there, do you expect that there just may be a person in a coffin lying in there?

in the grocery store, some lady asked me (a six month pregnant lady, just in out of the crazy cold, still with snowflakes on my head, and no i wasn't wearing the store colors, she didn't think i worked there) "Do you mind reaching up and grabbing that can of beans for me?"

snow forces us to stay indoors, so it's time for some serious cleaning and phone-calling, 50s housewife style.

I skied (SKIED!) to work today.

my memory works in mysterious ways, in that i have trouble remembering the name of one of my dearest friends' mother, but can remember every single word from a song in a 1930s operetta that i saw 15 years ago. (And welcome back AMANDA!)

The time has come for my sentence-writing hiatus to come to an end.

I'm so proud of my sister, who snuck out of the house this morning at 7am, to take the SATs all on her own, just to see what they were like.

MLK day got awesome with a morning amanda breakfast, a visit to VS, a cheesecakey lunch, and a quick thrift store run (tomorrow work starts up again for real)!

Sleep-in AND Sleep-over day? Bring it on!

Coming from hot desert weather into 2 feet(!) of snow didn't stop me from walking through said snow barefoot to get our stacks-and-stacks of mail.

instead of valley-of-fire we'll play some pool and see the freemont st "experience" ..... that was the wrong choice.

"no i don't want to go to the hoover dam" said I, so they went alone, but 5 hours later, I happened to be only 4 miles away from the hoover dam, so I went anyways.

went to a breakfast with a salesman, who in the middle of his sales pitch told us "i don't think this deal is for you" and proceeded onto very off-color jokes, and unrelatedly pictures of his family.

billboards here have phone-numbers like 888-8888 on them, and messages like "don't leave this city, real-estate is cheap here, so move in!"

i wish i could say that my stories from the strip were cool, but EVERYONE has the same stories from there, so I can't.

After I regained consciousness after the time change, I have to say that my favorite part of the trip was this awesome trip to red rock canyon, where we even heard an avalanche (too slow to see anything but the end of it) and saw a frozen waterfall in the desert!

A vacation that starts a week after the holiday week seems excessive, and one to vegas triply so!

How embarrassing (both socially and in lieu of an engineering degree) to get to the checkout lane with $16.81 in groceries and only $14 in my pocket.

There are some old friends (Jon M!) that when you see them it's like it hasn't been months (or sometimes years) since the last time: the conversation just goes back to where it was when you left off.

"I could have danced all night" is a song that really (a) gets stuck in my head (b) makes me want to dance (c) energizes me even when i'm tired and (d) all of the above, even when i just hear a 10 second clip on NPR between sentences.

Theo started saying "vroom vroom" while playing with pretty abstract-looking cars but I never told him to do that or that those blocks were cars - how do kids know things like that?

"i know the highest note you can play on the violin!" she said, proudly, and then proceeded to play with her bow on the wrong side of the bridge.

Sleeping on cold concrete never felt so good as when you are in front of a gas fireplace in a hot and humid greenhouse. (zzz)

hot peppers are not a good dessert after a breakfast of berry waffles, peter.