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.