I sometimes wonder about myself. Here’s something that happened years ago that made me laugh then and makes me laugh now. I’m at the LA zoo. There is a child sitting and swinging back and forth on a heavy chain link fence that is part of the barrier around a cactus garden. There are signs…
Last night, I attended a preview performance of my friend Steve Gray’s show. Mostly a Neil Diamond tribute, but he does other songs too – as I well know because I am on most (if not all) of his backup tracks for the show. Steve can do a wicked Neil Diamond and he has been…
Ah, that time of year when our HMO sends out the colorectal exam kits. Just one of the perks (?) of being over 51 is that our HMO wants us to send them a little scoop of poop every year. I know the test is important. I appreciate that they try to make this more…
Okay. Not really. (we actually have this hanging over our bed) But OMG. 5:00 a.m. this morning, our old blind cat, Salem, started yowling. Salem yowls are really loud and strident. And he just would not stop. I finally sat up and got him to come to me. I picked him up and petted and…
At least I am when it comes to underwear; specifically bloomers. I love bloomers. They are cute. They keep thighs from chafing. They keep your hinder from hanging out when you’re wearing a top/dress that’s kind of short. And you don’t have to be careful to sit like a lady. In fact, you can…
For the most part San Jose has a lovely mild climate. But then there are those summer days where the temps start climbing into the 90s and up. Some parts of the San Jose area get some relief from breezes off the Bay. Unfortunately, we have hills between us and the Bay, so our area…
Last night I joined a friend at a piano bar – Vahl’s in Alviso. I haven’t been to a piano bar since I lived in Los Angeles, and I have missed it soooooo much. Vahl’s is not an LA piano bar by a long stretch. You don’t want to throw your best Sondheim…
I am happy, nay thrilled, to say that just playing my French horn 15-20 minutes a day for a couple of weeks has made a notable difference in my diaphragm (the tummy kind not the kootch kind) control. Last night, I had my first session with the accompanist I practice with, and there was a…
I have this problem. I load myself up with things I want to do until I am overwhelmed. Don’t know why I do this, I just do. And knowing that I do this makes doing it an extra special kind of stupid. Right now, every day, I would like to: play my French horn, play…
I have noticed in my singing that my breath support is just not as good as it used to be. Well that sucks. So I decided to do something about it. I pulled out my old French Horn (I’ve had it since High School – at the advice our HS band director, Mr. Story, my…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 