Saturday, February 15, 2014

my valentine

I want to thank everyone who commented yesterday on my FB cover picture.
I couldn't let this Valentine's Day pass by without acknowledging my husband who, despite my protests, always made the day special for me. Hearing from those who knew us together and those who have only known us through the internet was significant, important.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

jumping the valentine

I've figured out that my cell phone delivers music just as well as my ancient and hard-to-keep-charged iPod so I've stopped leaving the TV on at night and let the music play. A short story I've been working on for a week or so has been eluding me, but last night the whole thing just unfolded. I woke up wrote down the sign posts and will have it ready for next week's deadline.

There's no escaping the next great American consumer holiday extravaganza. I've also figured out that these badges are valentines from my husband - each one connected to music in some way; a passion we shared. The quiet, simple pleasure in making each one is proof enough for me. 

Our musical tastes were divergent and there were a few concessions, but it's easy enough to keep your predilections to yourself these days. He didn't expect me to like heavy metal and I rarely inflicted long sets of songbook standards or jazz on him - there was so much else to share and love. 

 We never capitalized that "V" because we did valentines day pretty much all year round. Jimmy never got tired of taking shit from store clerks for buying me flowers for no reason at all. He spent a lot of time picking out cards for me on all the special occasions and I have kept most of them. He kept mine too. I've got stacks. There are thirty eight years of badges in me. No chance I'll run out anytime soon.

Sunday, February 2, 2014


Frank & Jimmy

I got to talk with Jim's dad today for the first time since Jimmy died.  Frank has been ill with a variety of things in the past year and talking with him on the phone was a challenge.  Still, in the last months of his life Jimmy had been on the phone with him often, but I left it to his brother Chris to inform Frank of Jims passing.

He was lucid, kind and generous on the phone this morning and Jake spoke with him for a few minutes as well, letting him know about the baby coming in August.

Tomorrow I'll make a set of prints from the wedding and get them in the mail.

Eleanor, Colin, Frank, Jimmy and Jake...1990 give or take a year