We'd known going in that Thursday's forecast was rain all day, so we weren't sure what we were going to do. However, in the morning, it was cloudy and a bit 'spitty', but not really raining. OK. I hung out on the balcony writing and reading while C watched TV, then we went to breakfast …
Author: Eric Peterson
Conductor, hornist, singer, business analyst, New Yorker. Happily gay-married. Knit and ice-skate for fun.
Cape May, Part 1
Some housekeeping: I've got a ton to blog about, feel like I'm way behind, and haven't been blogging 'enough' anyway. As always, I'm torn between the feeling I'm documenting my life for an Eric Peterson museum no one will ever visit, and the desire to get it down before I forget it. Well, keep on …
The Scattering
So, this is how it's supposed to work. I'm sitting on my hotel balcony with coffee looking out at the ocean. It's a little chilly, very cloudy, supposed to rain today, but the al fresco-y setting to sit and write is what I should always have (in my head, anyway) and don't at home. Anyway... …
Putting Paid to Summer
Lots going on, actually. Two weekends ago (Friday, actually), C and I went up to Beacon, NY to visit our family. Back up, actually, because we'd just been there a month earlier to visit younger niece Allison. But older niece Samantha, with husband and kids and Rusty the dog, were coming in from St. Paul …
Summer proceeds apace
Apace of what, I wonder? Hmmm, been a while. What's been going on? Work has been busy, and there's definitely some imposter syndrome going on, but I hit my first year anniversary this week and then got some very validating news, so that makes me super happy. We're going to be 'back to the office' …
Beacon
Since we have no kids and my brother doesn't either, we are very lucky that C's brother and his wife produced two amazing young women, Samantha and Allison. The sisters are ten years apart, and yet somehow, really really great friends. We're really close to both of our nieces (Sam actually lived with us for …
Cohabitation
The first time I lived alone was my two years in grad school, in Baltimore. I had a cute little studio in a building with a lot of other Peab students. I loved it (only downside: we weren't allowed to practice there) and since I was going through a lot of growing pains, especially coming-out-of-the-closet …
A Gay Outing
A while ago, my friend Marisa let me know that a New Jersey theater group she was involved with was soliciting coming-out stories for a theater piece they were building for Pride. I submitted one, then immediately forgot about it. When the director contacted me a few months ago to get me to sign a …
Put a Pin in That
Since I haven't been practicing piano, or doing much of anything besides working and reading, I should probably be writing more. Things that have floated through my empty head to blog about: Is "none" singular or plural?Pride month stuffMedia consumptionFear of aging/losing capabilityHow I fell in love with wind instrumentsNothing matters and it's all pointless …
Crunch
So… A week ago, I fell off my bike and fractured my collarbone.I had started writing a huge blog post about it, and in excruciating detail, got as far as my first urgent care visit, and then went, “this is boring“ and stopped. So here’s the highlights version. Memorial day Monday was the first nice …
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