Sunday school is a long time ago, but some things stick with you. Music especially welds itself into my brain, never to be released. This was a good thing when I was performing in various choirs, but annoying when I make myself porridge and the Quaker Oats “we’re going to make a hot cereal lover out of you” ditty starts playing in my brain. Music … Continue reading I’ve got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
These Monday meme clearance posts are a smidge stressful. For one, I write them in WordPress proper – I usually write in Word before editing, and before copy and paste. I expect more errors this way. I don’t return much to previous posts, however, so in the real world, it’s not that big of a problem. It’d be nice if anxiety cared about reality. Perfectionism … Continue reading A look inside my brain.
I’ve always had music. I’ve played piano since I was five, and I picked up a few more instruments along the way. I sing. I listen. I dance. I’m not sure how people don’t have music. I’m not sure how people don’t move to the music. I went to a show put on by The Chicks a few years back. The security guard in our … Continue reading I like to move it.
A person is smart, though I don’t mean this in a report card/IQ test sort of way. Those kinds of measurements are mostly irrelevant in the real world. When I come across adults who reference the glory days of high school grades and offer to share their standardized test results, I cringe. But what have you done lately? Generally speaking, however, a person is smart. … Continue reading A person is smart.
From Famine to Feast 