Okay. So it has been a really long time since I've posted. But I've been SOOO busy.
After New Music West, I came home and threw myself headlong into a project that is turning out to be a new job. I'm writing my own column for a local newspaper and doing feature stories. Last week I interviewed the legendary Ian Tyson. Tonight, I attended a hard-core boxing club. Part way through, I caught a glimpse of myself in the big mirror, and I looked so silly that I collapsed onto the floor in hysterical fits of laughter.
But I think I have quickly become seriously addicted to it, and I plan to return on Sunday for the womens' class. I left dripping in sweat and stinking to high Heaven. I have a feeling my whole body is going to feel like I was hit by a truck tomorrow or the next, but it was well worth it.
What else? Tonight is warm, and as I sit here at my computer, a cool breeze is blowing through the window and I can hear the hum of the traffic up on the highway.
I love summer. I love everything about it. I love the roses blooming by the fence, I love keeping my doors open in the morning, I love sitting on the steps in the sunshine, I love riding my bike everywhere, I love wearing flip-flops and I love watering my pathetic looking vegetable garden. I don't know what I've done, but the lettuce did not transplant well and one of my cucumber plants has wilted. I am a little afraid for my garden this summer. But I will keep watering it and hope some kind of miracle happens. I was counting on a profuse abundance of cherry tomatoes to last me until September. I might have to move them into a place where the sun hits longer, because we have these horrible huge cedars that seem to be blocking out the light.
That is all...

