L.O.V.E.

Valentine's Day has come and gone. No card from hubby, but he did burn 4 Susan Tedeschi CDs for me, and that's surely a labor of love. I worked on Valentine's Day and I got to sing with a great quartet for a very appreciative audience... love songs, nothin' but love songs for an hour and fifteen minutes. "L is for the way you look at me, O is for the only one I see, V is very, very extraordinary, E is even more than anyone that you adore..."

And then two days later, on Mardi Gras, I got to sing again with a wonderful, rockin' trio, one of whom brought me a little treat from Kron Chocolatier. (thank you Bruce, my wonderful "band hubby," for being such a good friend and musical collaborator for the past seven years!) "Down in New Orleans where everything's fine, all them cats just drinkin' that wine..." and of course "When the Saints Go Marchin' In" and all that great boogie-woogie fun stuff, plus beads for everyone. Some of my residents were up and dancing to the music, and nobody fell and broke a hip. Life is good.