Ramblings. Sort of like...Life Bullet Points.

I adore my job. I actually feel I am not spending enough time at work right now. I wish I could be there for hours upon hours, working with my kids and making music.

I am music directing two shows at once...With the jobs that I currently have, I seriously do something new...something I never thought I would be capable of...every couple of months. I really am grateful that I am constantly being pushed. And when I think I cannot be pushed any further, something new always comes up.

I am now on the search for a band for You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. I get to pick my bandmates, choose how much they will be paid, hold rehearsals for them, and conduct the entire run of the show. I was given orchestrations today and I had to look over them...I had a moment where I thought to myself, "Why did they hand me these? I have no idea what to do with them." And then I looked at them. And I understood them. And now I have to find musicians that I want to give a job to. How did that happen?

The world has called all of my best friends into different corners of the world. My best friend Deidre is doing Hairspray on the opposite side of the country right now and it literally breaks my heart every day that I can't be there to see her. My adopted brother and amazing best friend David is in Jamaica. He is in the Novitiate to become a Jesuit priest and he is doing missionary work and teaching over there. It's his birthday today and I wish I could celebrate with him. He is a constant inspiration to me.

Thankfully, California has enticed a couple friends to return to my embrace...Zach and Colleen. Colleen and I, as best friends do, sat on her bed and wept and laughed for hours last night, sharing every single detail of every story we could think of that has happened since the last time we were together. And Zach, my sweet Zach, has already spent the night, made me lunch, let me cry, watched TV mindlessly, laughed hysterically, and gossiped endlessly with me. Even though New York stole him for a couple years, nothing has changed. I am so blessed.

And I have kitties chasing each other around my apartment. Recently I have been feeling stuck. Perhaps even a little suffocated. But I can't help but laugh hysterically as I watch my cats trip over each other and wrestle.

I always go to Charlie Brown rehearsals right after Little Women, so I'm always tired. One day my student brought me a Diet Coke because he knew I would need a pick-me-up.

I always cry when my Meg & John Brooke sing "More Than I Am", and my student repeatedly tells me how sweet I am. I feel like the things that make me the biggest dork are the things that my students love the most about me.

I like being a music director better than I like performing. Performers never get to HEAR the chord they are singing. Not really. I do. I get to sit right in the middle of it and physically feel it vibrate through my entire body and my spirit. I get to have music sung at me and to me and through me. And I get to maneuver it and shape it and form it and make it art.

Ramblings. Life Bullet Points.

I think that's it for now.