Miscellaneity

Not sure if that title is even a word.

Not sure that I care.

: )

First things first: Yes, indeed, my hibiscus did bloom on Thursday and in fact has bloomed (or, as Tee-Hee and I might say: bloomt) every day since. Five blooms so far, with more to follow, and soon.



That bloom is dedicated to Matt. The soon-to-be Demolition Derby king. Just wait.

: )

I have turned into a concert whore. Two shows in the last week: Josh Groban last Sunday, Annie Lennox/Sting last night. No need for me to review; I know how I felt about each show.

The minute Josh began singing, I had goosebumps ... and got them several more times during the show. His voice: AMAZING. And here I was not even all that excited about going.

As for Annie/Sting: Annie is incredible. She so outdid Sting ... in part because I know every song she sang, and had no clue for about half of the set by Sting. Which Karl and I cut out on early to avoid the rush. And because, quite frankly, we were a little bored by it all.

And now, moving on to sports:

This is my favorite ballplayer of all time: My sister, Debra. She is the one who used to play pitch and catch with me in the yard; she is the one with whom I also learned to play Frisbee and badminton and tennis. If she had chosen to pursue any form of athletics (she won intramural championships in ... well, two sports, one of them water polo, the other I cannot remember, might have been flag football), she would have been a college star and, who knows, maybe even a pro. I managed to get her to make a few tosses on a 90-degree day at HER NEW HOUSE, which she was very excited about. And she should be: She has found the perfect house. And I took all kinds of pictures and managed to mail some off to her, even ... though I also managed to put the wrong postage on one of the envelopes, so we shall see if she even receives it ... but hopefully, she will get them all in some kind of timely manner. (The effort was there, but, as usual, the execution was a little less than perfect.)

* sigh *

Rainy and cloudy and cold today. Odd, for July. Makes me tired.

Still trying to get used to the idea that my life is no longer centered around quarters/semesters, and that the length of my summer is not determined by “when school starts.”