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Stephanie & Tim Wedding Day -1

September 2, 2014

I was wanting to do a year in review but really all that keeps bouncing in my head is the fact that I married the love of my life, The BCPF, in September.  We had a dream wedding in a castle in Edinburgh, Scotland.  Traveled to London, then to our favorite city in the world, Paris, and Bruges and Brussels.  We had a wonderful reception/celebration later in the month with family and friends and great music.

I found a love for writing again, via this blog, with the encouragement of Kristen Daukas.

My boy, 3B, entered his last tween year and will become a teenager in 2015.



I performed several awesome shows with some of my favorite musicians, called Vagabond Saints Society and look forward to the promise of an awesome 2015 season of VSS shows.

Camel City Dispatch News Show, Tart & Tangy Triad and Fan Interference all celebrated their 2nd anniversary shows.

The Less Desirables lost Brian as a regular host to move on to a new job, but he is still here in spirit (and will probably be back in 2015, one way or another).

I partied with my DFK friends (they know who they are) many times.

Spent time with my family and had a wonderful time doing so.

I made plans with some great people to start new media projects in 2015.


Bee On Your Way Travel

I left the travel agency that I had been with for almost 3 years and started my own, Bee On Your Way Travel.  I hope to serve you and your travel needs in 2015.

I went with Eugene to visit Brian in Richmond and then went to the Skins/Piles game at FedEx Field.

I’m sure there are hundreds of other things I could mention and if I think of them, well, that gives me fodder for blogging.  So, here I am telling you, Dear Reader, be safe, be happy. I hope you’ve had a great 2014, have a wonderful New Year’s Eve and have a spectaculicious 2015.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!!

“Should Old Acquaintance be forgot,
and never thought upon;
The flames of Love extinguished,
and fully past and gone:
Is thy sweet Heart now grown so cold,
that loving Breast of thine;
That thou canst never once reflect
On Old long syne.” – Robert Burns