Forgive me readers, for I have sinned.  It’s been 17 days since my last confession.

A lot has happened in the last 2.5 weeks, of course.  We had our 38th Anniversary celebration, along with the final performance of the All Request Dance Band.  I got to play Madonna, singing lead on “Vogue” just like at theater parties in college, only this time with a real microphone and a full band to back me up. It was our last performance because the drummer is getting married and moving to Charlottesville, and a guitarist and a backup singer are running away to California together  — sounds like we should get our own episode of VH1’s “Behind the Music”!

My mom came to visit for a few days, and her sister and brother came out for over a week.  We even got my brother down here from Baltimore for a day for a full-fledged family reunion on the commune.  It was exciting to see my family, and exhausting to have so many guests here for so long. I have a fairly high degree of autonomy here, and when I have guests I feel responsible for helping them navigate the tiny nuances of the culture and systems of Twin Oaks.  I’m constantly paying attention to them and wondering about their experience and wanting to explain everything they might not understand.  I wore myself out, and probably unnecessarily.  My aunt took to this place right away, making friends and trying new things and relaxing into the freedom of the culture here.  I loved watching her express herself so fully here, knowing how much she holds herself back in her small Pennsylvania town.  Within her first few hours here, she was already sliding around in the mudpit with a group of wild hippies!

more to come — I’m off to a tofu shift