Things that have happened since my blog bit the dust five years ago, in no particular order, but which I probably would have written a post about if my blog hadn’t bitten the dust, as it did, so regrettably, five years ago:
- I read Love in the Time of Cholera and not a whole lot else.
- I founded, ran, and resigned from a non-profit organization.
- My husband created a new art form called Pizza.
- I got married.
- I took a gypsy-inspired violin solo at a salsa show in Paris, for some reason.
- I found an affordable (hahahaha) 18th-century German fiddle in Albuquerque, NM.
- I had a rendezvous halfway around the world with a vindictive millionaire.
- I played bongos for a talent show (?) while a guy read that one Allen Ginsberg poem about peaches and penumbras.
- I got so nervous for a concert that, faced with losing my mind entirely, made a decision to simply enjoy myself, and here we are.
- I started going for a long walk every day, forsaking all other forms of exercise.
- I found a bat in my bedroom, and I’m not talking about sporting equipment, though I wish I were.
- I learned that my ancestors came over on the Mayflower, and that one of them married William Bradford, whom I portrayed in my 3rd grade Thanksgiving pageant during which I performed my own stunts.
All in all, it has been one big juicy bite. But I missed the part where I thought long and hard about how best to describe it to you.