Practice helps. But there’s a much easier way, and I imagine a much more common way: You pay for it. From its beginning, Carnegie was a rental hall. I looked up the price for renting it, should you feel so inclined. Without putting in a lot of effort, I found the going price in 2014 for… Read More How Do You Get to Carnegie Hall?
One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years. —Tom Wolfe After six days in New York City, I’m back home. Or at least, my body is home. I fear my heart is somewhere on 5th Avenue, in the vicinity of Bryant Park. If… Read More It’s Not My Home, But Dang I Love New York
This coming Saturday, in the wee hours of morn, I’m boarding a plane for New York City. The reason? Hold onto your hats: Husband is singing at Carnegie Hall! WHOA!!! To answer the probing questions you haven’t asked yet, it all started about a year ago…
It was the best of vacations, it was the longest of vacations… It was the age of wine-tasting, it was the age of not knowing what the heck you were tasting… I always wanted to visit Napa Valley, but when you’re the only wine drinker in the house, it can be a hard sell. The… Read More A Tale of Two Wineries
So I’m nearly recovered from our vacation and I want to tell you about the uber-exciting thing I did. This uber-exciting thing fulfilled a childhood fantasy of mine and made me feel gosh-darn giddy and… you know… uber-excited. I’m going to tell you about it even though you won’t find it uber-exciting. In fact, it’s highly… Read More I Pretend to be Daring and All That
So far on our trip, we’ve been in Utah, Nevada, Idaho, Oregon & California, and in each state we’ve seen truly beautiful places. Places worthy to call home, should we ever care to move. One such place is the coastal town of Crescent City, California. A charming place, just a stone’s throw from the redwood… Read More Bloom Where You’re Planted
We’re traveling so I can’t guarantee anything. I might post per usual, I might post daily, I might decide to shake off the shackles of ordinary life and join a commune. You just never know. Our destination? Portland! We’ll stay five days there, then on to Napa Valley for a few more days. I’ve never… Read More In Case You Don’t Hear From Me Again…
Since we both had a long weekend coming up, Husband suggested we escape somewhere quiet, where we could both relax, recoup, and so I could write. That’s actually what he said: “and you can write.” What can I say? Some girls are just lucky. The tricky part was finding a place that wasn’t too expensive,… Read More Lutherans Do It Right
Last weekend, Husband and I spent some time at what only can be described as a luxurious religious resort in Carefree, Arizona. I know, I know, sounds weird. But honestly, if you’re going to be religious, you might as well enjoy yourself. It’s much too much to tell you about in this small post —… Read More A Mountain View
