Soon after I found out Wicked was coming to Denver and tickets went on sale, I hopped on the opportunity to purchase tickets and I started listening to the music. Even though I had heard much hustle and bustle about the musical, I didn't know much about it. All I knew was that it was… Continue reading Wicked!
Somehow we've become a culture that expects things to turn out the way we want without much effort or many tries. Maybe some of the influence comes from social media. We have only patience enough for a snapshot of things, whether in words or in picture form. Seeing DIY videos, where things seem so fast… Continue reading Instant Perfection
I'm not talking about take out or take away food delivery differences, although that is fascinating in its own right. You can have restaurant menu items or grocery store choices delivered, while you're busy doing something else at home or you're about leave work. Getting grub can be so fast and easy and can provide… Continue reading Delivery Differences
The day before yesterday, after I had picked up the kiddos from school, I saw some blurbs about some woman who was armed and dangerous somewhere in the Denver metro area. Caution was advised. Around that time, I started getting alerts: texts, e-mails, messages, that Denver Public Schools were on lock out. Apparently there was… Continue reading Columbine, Community Contused
Watching a live feed of Notre Dame Cathedral engulfed in flames took me emotionally back to when I saw the smoke from the Twin Towers billowing and then collapse to the ground. I couldn't draw anything except short breaths. My heart raced. I might have even gritted my teeth. The fires grew. Angry red, orange,… Continue reading Catastrophe Converted
I'm not one of those who uses social media to parade perfection, as if my life, my family, and my home fit some sort of neat, tidy, and dreamy ideal that make everyone hang on my every word, photo, and post. Can't wait to see and hear what I have to share next. But I… Continue reading Muddy Mess or Parading Perfection
I can't tell what has had the weightier influence in what I'm about to say, being a philosopher or being a parent. Not that that makes a difference. Maybe it does. I don't know. I've been grading like mad, while doing a million other things over the past few days. Today was the climax of… Continue reading Pleasing or Plundering Perspectives