jazzing...

I am keeping busy.
Life feels too much like a persistent jog.
I feel like I need a bit of a breather before the final stretch.

I'm off for a weekend of much jazzing, violin-ing, and a surprise day off with my husband.

I'm returning to my almamator for the first time in a couple of years. The reason for my return is that I have been asked to be the bringer of swinging jazz to the annual Jr./Sr. Banquet. It is sure to stir a tapping toe or two.

I'm kicking it old-school tomorrow. Kinda like the Hot Club de France and its star Stephan Grappelli...


except, I'm a girl and my fingers don't move nearly as fast.


Have fun out there friends.