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!)