Very, very cold. Water dripping from the taps so the pipes don’t freeze. Waking up in the middle of the night with a coughing jag.

I’ll be glad when all of this has passed.

I heard the shocking news that one of my former students passed away yesterday. Lonnie was a student of mine at Boston University and what a bright light he was. Kind, compassionate, funny, wise – he spent the years after graduating working for those in need, especially those who were suffering from AIDS. His extraordinary work touched thousands and, in reading the comments about him on Facebook, it is clear that he made a real difference in so many lives. He had a heart attack last week. We thought he was doing better. But his wife wrote yesterday that his brain activity was profoundly affected by the heart attack and they made the decision to take him off life support.

He had a four year old daughter.

I hadn’t talked to him in person for years, but we occasionally communicated via FB. All of us in the Boston University theater community are shocked and deeply saddened. He was such a fine person. An angel here on earth. Gone far too soon.

Stay warm out there.

Happy Thursday.

Hey everyone. If you haven’t figured it out by now I’m feeling very under the weather with a bad cold. It’s knocked me out and writing a blog post has not been a priority, especially when my brain feels like mush.

When this happens, check Instagram. It’s far easier for me to write two sentences on IG in order to alert everyone that I’m not posting than it is for me to sign into the blog and do all the things I have to do once I’m there before I can even write a post.

If you don’t have IG, you can look on the right side of my blog – at the bottom is a widget that shows my latest IG posts. Click on it and you’ll get an update.

Thank you so much for your concern, my friends.

We’re also dealing with a lot of snow (more coming today) and I can’t help Don shovel. And dangerous wind chills.

Anyway, I’m slowly – very slowly – feeling a bit better.

Happy Wednesday.

Here’s how our day started off:

We woke up at 5 am. Way too early.

Later, as I walked toward the loveseat Don was sitting on, he cleared everything off the sofa so I could sit down next to him. Except, it turns out, his glasses, which I promptly sat on and broke. This evoked much crying on my part. He needs his glasses. They are also glasses with expensive progressive lenses. (I broke the frame, not the lenses.)

Later, I saw a shield bug stuck on a spatter guard in the dish rack – how it got in the house I don’t know – and as I tried to free it and put it outside, I ended up unintentionally killing it. I feel very badly about that because I do my best to save all the bugs that get in the house. It bothers me.

I cried some more.

We have a dangerous winter storm headed our way on the weekend with several inches of snow, ice, and wind chills of 20 below zero.

I’m edgy and worried about that and I can’t stop thinking about Don’s glasses. He said it was his fault for leaving them on the sofa but I think it’s my fault, which has resulted in both of us feeling guilty.

Maybe I should go back to bed and bury myself under the covers for the rest of the day.

Ah well.

I’m going to take a shower and go for a reset for the rest of the day.

Happy Wednesday.