Upcoming Concerts with Bohemian Insurgence

Upcoming Concerts with Bohemian Insurgence

I can't believe how fast the summer disappeared. We've been back from Seattle for a few weeks and I really just needed time up there to take a break from the regular hustle and bustle. Of course, living in a tiny house shipping container with a toddler presents its...

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Full Time Mom, Full Time Work

Full Time Mom, Full Time Work

Me and Natalia on the plane to AlabamaI'm trying to figure out a schedule where I can take care of Natalia and still get my work done AND keep up with cooking and housework. I think I've finally accepted that I need two days in the house, then I can have three at the...

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Easter Monday

Easter Monday

The Cathedral Organ pipes at SS Simon and Jude Cathedral in PhoenixI never knew that today was called "Easter Monday" until just a few days ago when I happened to see it in my Apple calendar app, already pre-labeled as a "holiday"Yesterday I played for 5 masses, one...

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Life with the Little Bean

Life with the Little Bean

When I found out I was pregnant with Natalia, I was PISSED. I had just lost my Dad, had literally played for his funeral/celebration of life only a few weeks before.... and I thought I would just miscarry AGAIN. I was NOT excited. I was struggling to deal with all the...

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First Father’s Day in Quarantine

First Father’s Day in Quarantine

These past three weeks have really been a whirlwind. We went in to the hospital to have a procedure done (called an ECV - External Cephalic Version) to turn Natalia from breech to head-down position so I could have a natural birth. But the procedure failed and...

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Hump Day Happy Hour!

Hump Day Happy Hour!

Maybe I'm late to the game, but I finally held my first streaming concert last Wednesday, Sponsored my City of Tempe Arts in the Parks. I guess I just needed to get paid up front to have the motivation to finally do something live, ha. But it went really well, and I...

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A Song for My Father…

A Song for My Father…

Me and dad when I was only 6.I had this dream last night that I was back home in Alabama. It didn't really look like home, but somehow I knew it was. There were no walls, just infinite space surrounding the clutter I sat on - clothes and furniture and things strewn...

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