Facts: I moved to Michigan in January, 1983. I love live theater. ‘Up North Michigan’, Chicago, and Stratford, Ontario are all approximately the same distance away.In the last 36 years, I have feasted on copious amounts of fudge purchased ‘up north’ and gorged myself with too many bags of Garrett’s popcorn in Chicago.It took me until 2019 to visit the theaters of the Stratford Festival. What is wrong with this picture? At the end of June, Kathy and I made the easy drive to Stratford, a Continue Reading
The Netherlands and Belgium
Early one morning, I stood at the bow of the ship and let the cool breeze stroke my face. I lifted my chin, smiled and imagined my arms outstretched at my shoulders and as we sailed across the sea, I began to sing My Heart Will Go On. I WAS Rose Dewitt, the Kate Winslett character in Titanic. Except for the cinched waist. And fancy clothes. And Leonardo DiCaprio. In April, Kathy and I traveled to Belgium and the Netherlands on our first Viking River Cruise, and the stops and the Continue Reading
Breaking up is hard to do
Why is it so hard to let go of stuff? I’m in the midst of preparing for a move across the country which will result in some major lifestyle changes as well. Example? Good-bye snow boots, hello flip-flops. The move is scheduled for mid-July and fortunately, I started packing weeks ago. Some stuff is easy, and the decision between packing, recycling, donating or tossing is simple. But it’s also easy to get hung up on decisions. And second guess. And wrangle your hands. And lose sleep. Why? Continue Reading
Thanks, Mom
The last Mother's Day I had with my mother was 1980. If she were with me today, I'd say thanks for... taking me the see Julius Caesar at the Guthrie Theater when I was 14.not laughing when I would play Shoe Store on snow days, and letting me fill the living room floor with every single pair of shoes in the house. growing the most beautiful iris in town.making me help with ironing. It's not over-rated and I still start with the collar.teaching me to make change when I hung out at your fabric Continue Reading