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Children Playing in 1909 New York City

Been seeing this idea floating around the internet this week, and I really love it.  (Also it doesn’t just work for people with children.  I think it’d be a cute way to document a romance that might be getting serious or a great friendship you want to memorialize.  I am trusting you with this idea because you’re not the stalkery type.  You don’t have a shrine to Mila Kunis in your closet…right?)

So here’s the idea: …AFTER THE JUMP!



Dinovember 2

So we are halfway through MOvember – the month-long event during which men grow moustaches to raise awareness for men’s health issues, and their girlfriends battle beard-burn with expensive face lotions.  Since I love a sprinkling of facial hair on my men, November is far and away my favorite month.

But NOW it’s my favorite month for a completely different reason …Find out why AFTER THE JUMP!


A Puppeteer and a Prophet

KermitI have always loved the Muppets (and not just for the musical numbers).  Jim Henson created something really magical when he gave us goofy, flawed, hopeful characters like Kermit, Beaker, and Fozzie.  And so this week, when he would have celebrated his 77th birthday, I give you my favorite Jim Henson quotes:

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.

It all ends in one of two ways: either someone gets eaten or something blows up.

It has always been difficult to get Big Bird to be very pretty. Big Bird in England is much more gorgeous. …READ MORE!


Music to my ears! Or, I peed my pants in front of a boy band.

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This weekend, I’m going to be teaching my middle school art students about music.  Some of them have never heard music in their homes, and some had never danced before they met me.  I try to change these things in my classroom.

I’m even going to dust off a record player and spin a vinyl or two (as if they don’t already think I’m a complete dinosaur)!  I was talking to a good friend about it yesterday, and she told me this great story about how every Sunday her dad put Starlight Express on the record player and would shout out “Chooo chooo, engine of love!” while she and her sisters begrudgingly got ready for church.  I love that!  What are your earliest memories of music?  I’d love to hear them.

Music has always been a big part of my life – we weren’t the Partridge Family exactly, but growing up, my parents listened to a lot of music and played it on occasion, too.  My dad first put a saxophone in my hands when I needed a step stool to reach the mouthpiece – I honked as loud as my little lungs would let me!  I remember choreographing dances with my little girlfriends and performing them at my parents’ bridge parties, too, and sitting on the stage in the school gym singing “Wind Beneath My Wings” to my 6th grade teacher at the end of the school year, tears streaming down my face.  And how could I forget peeing my pants backstage at the New Kids on the Block concert on my 11th birthday (if you’re thinking that’s really old to be peeing your pants, I’m aware).

So, I took a major trip down memory lane last night as I thought about how to talk to my students about the power of music, having been so profoundly affected by it myself.  This playlist (18 songs total, so don’t forget to scroll down in the player – you’ll need Spotify to play it) is the result.  It actually made me really nostalgic to put it together (and I’m the sentimental sort to begin with) – just thinking of the moments I heard these songs with my family.  Each one is like a time capsule for me.  Please enjoy and please share some of your favorite songs with me!

This is for my parents who gave me a love of so many things – chief among them…music:

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