Happy Birthday to my Mama

A little poem for the greatest mom in the world:

To the fairest mama in all the land
I always know to take her hand
In good times, in bad times, in between times too
She is the one who will support me through
My childhood, adolescence, and adult years
She will calm my fears and wipe away tears
The gift that I treasure of all this above
Is the powerful constant that is all of her love.

I love you mommy!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

Mazatlan...aka Marzipan

Mazatlan, Mexico. All we wanted was guacamole, margaritas, and the beach. We got them all. Surprise, surprise! We rode to the "Golden Zone"of Marzipan, I mean Mazatlan, in a party taxi...basically an open truck with benches and a huge boombox playing hit tunes from the 80's-90's cusp generation. ie. "You can't touch this", "Ice, Ice Baby", and "Busta Move". Made me feel young again. Please note the expertise of our waiter serving us our margaritas.

My Kindred Spirits and Soulmates

It was so fulfilling to visit with my girls and Tyler on Sunday. I have known Beth and Margot for so long and I have been through so many phases of life with them, that they are truly sisters to me. Way to go Ithaca College for bringing together kindred spirits and soulmates that I will treasure my whole life!  Tyler was in awe of the ship. His eyes were as big as saucers and he barely spoke three words together when he first boarded, taking it all in. But a couple of sweet potato fries later he was commenting on everything and even taking his own pictures of his very special day all for him. He was so well behaved that I starting thinking a lot about how the Tait children make me want to have...

more time with them. You thought I was going to say babies? ;)

Sunset

This last picture is titled "I dream of Jason"

A "lifesaver commercial" sunset coming out of Puerto Vallarta...it was absolutely stunning. Goodbye sun...goodbye Jason. My heart is full.

Gratitude 2010

I am thankful today and every day for so many things. In no particular order, here goes a quick list:

• My supportive, loving, dashing, angel of a man who is my husband
• my amazing Mama and my family who also support me and my crazy life that takes me away from them
• HEALTH, HEALTH, HEALTH
• my spectacular Baba who is about to celebrate a century on planet earth
• my friends who as an only child I consider my brothers and sisters
• my job that allows me to do what I love, and grow as a performer during a time when jobs are hard to find and keep. It also allows me to eat caviar for free. Yes, I am thankful for my job.
• coffee and Earl Grey tea-nothing can get me down after a cup of one of these
• music
• love
• beauty in almost everything I see
• positivity
• perspective

I could go on and on, but I wanted to write about perspective. I am in Mexico today and I saw a mother teaching her three year daughter to barter their goods to the cruise ship passengers flooding the port. They weren't allowed past the chain link fence so they were using a whistle to get our attention though the gate. Instant perspective. In America most parents are teaching their three year old children to share and getting them ready for pre-school. We are very lucky in our country to have the riches and comforts we do.

Give thanks! Be blessed, peaceful and happy on this Thanksgiving and always!!!

Puerto Vallarta, Mexico

I love this port! I wasn’t too crazy about Mexico at first because of the heat and demanding street vendors. Would you like you hair braided lady? Newlyweds? Would you like tattoo? painted shell? sunglasses? massage for you? chiclets? fruit on a stick? tequila?

Yeah, I can’t take it. But my trip to Tulum last spring and ports like Puerto Vallarta definitely have changed my mind about Me-hico. Puerto Vallarta is so clean, and quaint, and the weather was beautiful. We ate a delicious and super cheap Mexican brunch and walked around the city. Our cruise officially ended today and I am really sad so I am going to back it up and describe our adventures over the next couple of days on the blogedy blog to make me feel better.;)

Charleston South Carolina

Jason and I discovered Charleston on tour last year and we really fell in love with it.

We had a beautiful day there eating at a restaurant called Magnolia and shopping on King street. 


That night we went on a ghost tour of the most haunted jail in America. As we left one of the rooms on the tour I quickly snapped a picture of the cell that a mass murderer was held until her hanging. SHE killed her victims with tea she served at her bed and breakfast outside of Charleston and if she didn’t finish them off, her husband would hack them to bits with an axe. Ok, enough of that, point being she is said to roam about this room and steal things from people...nothing of ours was stolen, but something weird did happen. When I loaded my pictures into iphoto that night the picture I took of the room turned out fine, kinda blurry, but you could make out the room’s structure and it’s contents. The next day I went to look for the picture and it was GONE. This was in it’s place:

I pulled up the exposure and the room came back into focus and the light green blob that you see here in the window appeared where there wasn’t anything before:

Who you gonna call???? GHOSTBUSTERS!!!!!