Man Camp

Every year I go camping in the fall with the same group of guys. It usually rains on us (this year was no exception), but we always have a great time. We play washers, tell stories around the fire and sleep in the backs of our cars. Looking forward to taking Henry one of these years. Next stop: Miami, Florida. Hoping to avoid Hurricane Sandy.



Blast from the Past

Interesting Sunday at the Fry Lodge. As we sat around waiting for the rain to start, there was a rapid knock at the door – the kind the UPS man makes when he drops off a package before scurrying away. I answered the door to find myself face-to-face with my childhood friend, Jeff Genova, whom I hadn’t seen in 18 years. No notice. No call. Just a knock. Followed by a 20-minute visit with him, his wife and 3 kids. They live in Connecticut and were in town for his sister’s wedding. Really nice family. Crazy. I’m kicking myself for not getting a photo of the two of us.

In other news, it poured during Henry’s soccer game this afternoon.


Let Your Music Shine!

On Saturday we took Henry and Ruby to Benaroya Hall for a new kind of Seattle music experience.  We were treated to the special interactive performance of Lisa and Linda, who not only taught the kids about various symphony instruments, but also very much expected parents to sing and gesture along.  We are scheduled for a few more Saturdays with Lisa and Linda this fall. I will use the Lisa and Linda Music Shine CD, which is now in heavy rotation at Fry Lodge, to get myself psyched up.

Pre-show bonus: Henry and Ruby got a chance to play the violin.