That’s Not Something You Say Every Day #14
Road trip! Yellowstone, here we come.
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Continue Reading »For those of you who listened to the line “I’m the only one like me” in the song I just released on Monday and snickered, shut it.
Continue Reading »The last thing I remember last night is eating one of these to celebrate the release of my latest song. (I discovered this brand in Nashville and I cannot stop buying them.) I woke up out of a dead sleep on the couch at 1:30 this morning and I’ve been up ever since. Note to […]
Continue Reading »That moment when you are singing along so exuberantly to the “survivor” song you just recorded in Nashville in the car on the way home from your appointment that you hope the people in the cars around you don’t think you’re having a stroke and call 9-1-1.
Continue Reading »Went to Cornerstone Christian Church Maui yesterday and we were met by the friendliest, most welcoming people ever (and not just because they fed us). Five minutes before the service, I noticed that there was an empty keyboard on stage. I wanted to jump on it so badly, but noticed it too late. I was […]
Continue Reading »Tried to go to one of our usual haunts—Maui Tacos—for dinner, but they are out of business (after 30 years). Gelato for dinner it is.
Continue Reading »Went to ABC this morning to look for a few shirts—since I had such good luck in Kauai last year—but got super frustrated because everything I liked was too small. Everyone else in my party found clothes that fit properly immediately. Ken knew I was down about it and being the good husband that he […]
Continue Reading »That moment when your kid texts you at 4:46 a.m. on your first morning on Maui to see if you’re awake and interested in a beach walk and all five of you are down at the water within 15 minutes to take super unflattering pictures of your un-made-up face, bags beneath your eyes (because you […]
Continue Reading »That moment when you are trying to quickly transplant some Russian sage from one flower bed to another (before your piano student comes walking through the door) and you run into a little snag. Me: “Hey, Ken, you know that big long root you ran into when you were planting my commemorative tree for me? […]
Continue Reading »Stressing out over singing into a microphone or baking? Almond butter chocolate chip cookies and an episode of “House” it is.
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