Hi Everybody! It’s so
good to be back! Whew – what a whirlwind
I have been in…
Let’s see… we moved to L.A. with our two dogs, I became a
vocal arranger for the number one show in America, worked as a vocal producer for
the record company (one of the biggies) affiliated with the show, we lost both
of our cars (one to a freak accident while it was parked overnight, one to a
costly repair job that just wasn’t worth it), packed up our entire apartment in
a day, said goodbye to all of the most wonderful people that we’ve worked and
lived side by side with over the last four months who have become our family,
shipped a pick-up truck full of boxes through FedEx, installed a trailer hitch
on my new car and rented a trailer, hauled our butts back across the country in
five days after twice having to stop for antibiotics because we both got sick,
arrived back in New York in time for Russell’s rehearsal for the Apollo Theater’s
Spring Benefit Gala, unpacked and returned the trailer, and went to the vet for
the dog’s heartworm medication.
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| On the way to L.A. |
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| Sadie and Bentley outside our apartment door in L.A. |
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| Me and Russ at the studio |
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| With Ray Chew of "Ray Chew Live" |
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| With Napoleon and Tabitha of "Nappytabs" |
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| With some of our favorite studio guys... Pete, Jose and Phil |
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| Bye to our lovely little courtyard... and little doggie friends... |
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| "Bye for now" to our GREAT neighbors... Robert and Dan |
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| Sadie and Bentley trying to drive us home |
Can I take a nap now?
:)
It was a strange sensation coming home. After being gone so long, and working so hard
in what felt like another life, home felt almost like a stranger. I just stood and looked around the house,
taking it all in for a few minutes thinking, “I remember this place.” Maybe it’s time to move from here – our other
place near Buffalo feels so much more like home for me. Well, that’s another story.
Thank you for understanding my absence for a little while. This sure is a crazy life. There are times when I wish for a steady,
predictable, safe and comfortable lifestyle where I can just rock on the front
porch, drink lemonade and read a book.
Maybe I could go to the farm stand and buy some corn to cook up for
dinner… Maybe I’ll hitch up the trailer and take that old snowblower in to
Monte’s Small Engine Repair to get it all tuned up and purring like a kitten.
In short, I can hardly wait to get “home” home again. I’m watching “American Pickers” on the
History Channel and dreaming of the “sometime soon” when I can get back to my
Western New York, small town roots.
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| At "Panama Rocks" last year |
Xoxo
Much Love,
T
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