Out of my shell and comfortable with skin.

During wintertime, I hole up and get depressed. Sabbath keeping brings redemption by drawing me out. J and I went to the Charles, which was frozen and I walked on it!!! We don’t spend money on the Sabbath, but we have a “birthday-clause” for loved ones’ parties. My friend Caroline’s birthday bash was at Cantab, which seems a surprising sketchy hang out for middle-age secretary motorcyclist with large arms and comic-book guys. But I had a ball, and as I danced in a circle of beautiful women from church I felt girl power and connection with a community. I had the band dedicate a song to Caroline and we toasted to her living another year.