The Dance

We learned to tango when we took dance classes for our daughter's wedding. The tango is not a practical dance for such an occasion but we were planning a trip to Argentina and thought it might be nice to at least learn a simple form of the dance. So after we learned the waltz and rumba; we tangoed, albeit badly. My husband, Buz was a better student than I. That left brain engineer part of him took to the order of the steps, tracing the precise pattern on the dance floor as if it had been designed in a computer drafting program. My right brain self was more tuned to the rhythm, my hips willing to move to the beat but my feet, rebellious and undisciplined, were reluctant to follow the lead. Perhaps they were protesting my refusal to invest in the sexy $200 heels that were recommended by our teacher.

New Date

The new date for the prostate operation is Monday, March 9.

Thanks for keeping Buz in your thoughts and prayers!

The Nest

Felted Nest by Lisa Brobst

At Christmas our wonderful friend, Chris gave us a felted nest created by another friend and local artist, Lisa. The nest is a symbol of the legend that all the birds sang in unison the day Christ was born. Though we are not particularly religious, we loved the legend and the wish it represented for a year of health, wealth and happiness. With the economy going the way it is I don’t think the wealth wish is going to happen at least not in any financial way. We would be happy with two out of three. I immediately set it on the windowsill where the light caught the blue of the eggs and the pattern of the feather. It remains there to remind us of the love, hope and faith behind the gift. The nest was also a appropriate symbol for what I had been feeling for the past few months.

A Car in My Lap

It was in a little bed and breakfast in the wine country of Argentina that we were enlightened by a Norwegian. My husband and I sat in the common room of Club Tapiz B&B sipping wine and chatting with our fellow travelers, getting to know them. When we asked one of the men why he and his wife had come all the way from Norway to this remote location he said, "You have to make the most of every day because you never know when you are going to wake up to find a rock on your head or a car in your lap."