2011 AD

It's sort of hard to think of all I want to say, but here's a start for today.

(It helps if you start with a rhyme, sometimes.)

20 Fletcher Place

            Some people say it’s your first experience, “Living on your own.” That is so far from what this feels like to me. I love my eight housemates with all my heart-I have yet to feel like I’m “On my own” in 20 Fletcher Place. And beyond my housemates I include Hilary, Shannon, and Emily, who probably just should have lived with us. Through our near-house-burning-down-experience, to making our  miniseries, to stupidly themed parties, to cleaning up after said parties, to jam sessions, to complaining about dishes, to freezing in the living room, huddled under blankets-y’all have changed me. Though I feel like we generally act like we’re fourteen, somehow-you’re helping me grow up. 

Music Education

            2011 brought in the whole flock of baby music edders, and usually they fill me with laughter-unless they are being too Froshy, (which is a word I don’t like to use but sometimes have to because it’s the only appropriate adjective.) But to all of my music ed peers, you continually inspire me to be a better person, to learn more, and to embrace music and never take it for granted. And on that note- 2011 brought me together with the trombone. We're having a lustful affair. Here I must also mention the wonderful new ensemble I've become a part of, finding yet another home away from home, Bella Voce, to all the new women I've met, thank you for all you've taught me.

Family

            We ripped up the carpet, we put in new carpet, and so it goes. We’re forever morphing and adjusting to what comes our way. I get scared when I think about what I’d do if I didn’t have you to come home to. And here I must include a tribute to my home friends, that though I get to see less than I'd like, when I do-it's as if nothing's changed. I love y'all so much.

Hospital Fair Day

Relationships ending…or at least changing

It’s hard to let people go. Sometimes fear masks itself as regret, and it tricks you into thinking you did the wrong thing. But, no regrets, right? So you either let them go, or you work to remold the friendship because they are a part of you-and to hold on to that part, you have to accept change, which can be, and usually is scary.

SPAE 2011

            And our production of “Coraline.” The most awe-inspiring year yet. The campers continue to amaze me and teach me so much. And I have never felt more a part of a team than when I work with Claire, Johnny, Melissa, Abby, and Ann.

TOAD

            Toad was my fat dog, and he died. See blog post, “Love That Dog.”

Palm Reading

            And perhaps most excitingly of 2011, I had my palm read. I’ll get married between the ages of 27 and 29, have three kids, and bring out the best in people. I’m not sure if it was worth the $25, and I don’t want to have three kids… but, there was something more than just tom-foolery and an enormous flat-screen TV with a bloody battle going on.

There are resolutions to be made, broken, and kept. Forever growing, forever changing, taking risks, finding courage and losing it. 2011 has grown me. I definitely didn’t hate it.

To all of you, The Happiest of New Years, 

and I wish you luck on finding anything you are searching for.