A friend and I were chatting recently when she leaned forward and gave me a look that I recognized to mean I have something to tell you and it’s not pretty. “I have a big birthday coming up, you know,” she said. I stared blankly at her. The only big birthdays I know are 10 […]
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A Night at the Opera
My son and I went to see Evita a couple of weekends ago. I’m still humming, “Don’t Cry For Me, Argentina! Da da dat-da da daaaa, da dum-da.” It had been a while since I’d seen an opera-type musical production. You know, with no spoken lines and everything sung. In other operas, I’ve gotten past it, […]