Day #12 – I’m actually drinking coffee today and feeling better. Shhhhh. Don’t tell the evil virus! Also, check out the growth on that darn short short haircut!…
Quarantine Quips from Weber Wonderland 1. Sing along to “We Didn’t Start the Fire” by Billy Joel. Crock Pot Corned Beef St. Paddy’s Day. Brady not a Patriot,…
I’m typing this while trembling. I’m in a self-induced information overload anxiety attack and I need to get out of my own head. My heart is racing. I’m…
FIVE hours organizing and cleaning the kitchen pantry seems like a crazy way to spend an afternoon, but sometimes it needs to be done. I thought it would…
The year is 2020. I (don’t) trust the official information coming out of China about the #coronavirus *a wee bit less* than I (don’t) trust the official information…
Dammit. My political nerd heart is just…broken. Amo Houghton is the reason I registered as a Republican at 18 back in 1992. Elizabeth Warren is the reason I…
Super Tuesday – Vote Warren My name is Jennifer (Lynn Smith) Weber. A former RINO turned unaffiliated voter who became a Democrat in 2020. I’m supporting Elizabeth Warren…
3 Words. The 2020 Goals. PEACE Politics. Time to replace the Mad King. Dark depressed days. Not much peace in the world. I deleted Facebook. Need to make…
This morning, HWMMS told me a friend’s mom passed away and another friend’s mom had a heart attack, which he learned about on Facebook. The one friend is…
My short short pixieesque hair makes me very happy. I dislike that I assumed my triple chin and double neck would look worse with short hair. Silly me….
My friend Karen and I saw Jesus Christ Superstar – the 50th Anniversary production on stage at Shea’s Performing Arts Center this afternoon. Anyone who knows me well,…
TONIGHT we are celebrating HWMMS having a rockstar week. He got the part he wanted in The Sound of Music (Herr Zeller) which is no surprise when he showed…
Auditions for Inclusive Theater of WNY‘s Spring Production When: Sunday, March 1, 2020 from 6pm – 8pm AND Monday, March 2, 2020 from 6pm – 8pm. No appointment…
I haven’t felt much like talking. Or writing. Or anything. Last week was a tough pill for America to swallow. I feel like I’m drowning. I’ve been hiding….