Sometimes It Lasts

Went to see "An Inspector Calls" at Pioneer Theatre and then Del Taco on 4th with Jeanette this afternoon. The play and company were superb. Also, the overhead music at that Del Taco was an awesome High School time warp.

Dropped by for a visit and finally delivered two years worth of Christmas presents at Kalee's. Grease is the word. So is Adele.

Speaking of Adele, I have been keeping her Live In New York special on my DVR. Unwatched. If I didn't watch it then I had something to look forward to. Well, now it is no longer unwatched. It IS still on my DVR.

I'm full. Today was full of activities, friends and now memories. Looking forward and looking back. There are worse things I could do.

When We Were Young

Watching the Grammy Awards right now, I'm thrown back in time to when I was about ten and we as a family were watching The American Music Awards and my parents sat there in a daze not knowing any of the musicians or songs. I teased them for being so old and out of touch. "How can you not know this song? It is the BEST!"

As I sit here watching these new batch of musicians, I find all I'm thinking is "Oh, I know that guy. When is this over? Who was that? That was a lot of glitter Taylor, I mean come on. When does Adele sing? What's the median age in the first two rows? If I see one more fur coat I'm going to spit. Don't these girls know they have to walk in their dresses? When does Adele sing? I like Adele's haircut. Lionel Ritchie, now we are talking!"

I'm an out of touch fuddy duddy.

There Is Love

Stephie would be 43 today. We would be groaning about crows-feet and gray hairs. Stretch marks, muffin tops and bifocals. But WE are not. WE are not giggling about the loud talkers in the movie theatre, or all the farts that will be in the movie itself. She will not be having Teriyaki ANYTHING in any form she can get it. WE will not be sending proof of life selfies at the end of the evening to confirm we made it home safely. I will have to imagine and pretend that we did, and could have. Because I'm here. Still smiling, when I think of her. Sometimes bitter-sweetly. I have fun, and love and laugh and smile and hug and kiss and dream with all my might. For her. For me. For us.

Today, would have also been the birthday for another beautiful member of my cousin Jet's family. Our Family. But sadly that was not to be. Sometimes, words don't fill the gap. Just knowing how much we love.

As the old superstition goes, if you say "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit" on the first day of the month it will bring you luck.

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit.

Stephie, Stephie, Stephie.

Family, Family, Family.