Who knew when I wrote the post last night that I would be preparing to go to a jazz club. I'm so excited I don't even know what to do with myself. I've always loved jazz. I've been envious of those who could play it, sing it, or compose it; it seems so far removed a style from those which I say I play. It was always elusive. I think that's a good word for jazz. Elusive. At least it's a good word for jazz and me. Maybe only because I've never - at least that I can recall - seen a live jazz performance.
I'm actually not sure that's what we'll end up doing, but as for now, that is the plan.
This also sounds a little more like a date than I was expecting. Still, don't know much so I'm not getting my hopes up about anything in that realm.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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