I missed Flashback Friday. So, here’s Flashback Saturday, which doesn’t make any sense at all. It was 1987. I was 16. That is the only way to explain my hair and that sweatshirt.
Tonight is the opening night of this season’s Expressing Motherhood, a stage show featuring people reading or performing their original work centered on the theme of motherhood. I’m 4th in a lineup of 12. I’m “performing” a piece I wrote that I think is pretty funny. It’s the first time I’ve been on stage since [...]
The sign you cannot read says, among other things, “Tracy Prince Wedding Party” June 29, 2001