I kiss Fiona on the head and tell her to sleep well and that I love her. I have just finished reading a ‘Tanya’ story to her. Tanya is a young ballerina. I read these stories to my older daughters when they were her age. Back then, I was making a good salary and I could afford to send them to ballet school. The money is tight and Fiona hasn’t had ballet lessons, but she still has her dreams, and I have some dreams left too.
Kim had sent me in to say good night. A daughter needed her father. That is poignant for me tonight. While Fiona was brushing her teeth we got a phone call that her aunt Mary’s father had died. He had been fighting cancer for a while, so there are the standard comments about it being sad, yet a relief. He died six hours short of Mary’s birthday. Kim’s mother died on Kim’s birthday. It seems parents have a way of doing things like that.
I've been pretty busy recently and this blog has suffered as a result. Things are a little slower today, so let me take a few moments to highlight various things.
I got an email pointing me to the relaunch of Global Voices Online. I encourage everyone to take a brief moment and check out that site.
I also spent some time organizing my pictures on Flickr, some of which make it over to this blog through their blogger API.
When I get a free moment, I'm kicking around various audio blogging, SIP, Skype, podcast, etc. toys. I hope to make comments on that later.
Today, I got an interesting email. It was from Margie Ware in Williamstown, Massachusetts. She had read my blog post about the Massachusetts Democratic State Platform Convention and had heard from someone that I had grown up in Williamstown.
We have sent a few emails back and forth in which I acknowledged growing up in Williamstown and she has pointed me to her blog, MargeBlog. I started reading the most recent post. It is about having coffee and stopping at the Post Office on Spring Street. I remember going down to Spring Street. I remember the Post Office. I remember the discussions that would happen as you ran into friends and neighbors on the street. It is a great post.
Well, I'm at home today, fighting off a stomach bug that Kim brought back from her vacation. Fighting a cold on a dreary rainy day isn't good for the spirits, and I need to be upbeat for a few friends that are having worse times than I am.
Fortunately, two good things happened in the past couple of days that is helping keep my spirits up. Sometime ago, we were approached by someone who wanted to use our house for a movie they were working on. It never materialized. However, people remembered our house and we have been approached again for a similar project. It is a long shot, but it is fun and exciting.
This pretty planet
It has not been a quite week at Orient Lodge. On Friday the 13th, Kim, Fiona and I drove up to Reading, Massachusetts. I was going to Lowell to cover the Massachusetts Democratic State Platform Convention. Kim was leaving for a Mommies’ Meeting. (More on this later).
I had press credentials to cover the convention and put up a few posts about what went on. Subsequently, there has been a great discussion over at Blue Mass Group. I wish I had time to join in the discussion in more detail, but time has been pretty cramped.