While helping Zoe learn her song for the Wizard of Oz, I, too am learning it. We sing it each night before bed, and I am getting more and more excited about seeing it onstage.
So I've been pretty remiss about updating--I've been pretty remiss about almost everything lately, except going to "work" and knitting a sweater. Both things make me uncharacteristically happy, so I guess as a tradeoff it isn't bad.
I wish there were a million exciting things happening around here so that I could fill up a page with stuff everybody wants to read, but in reality, we're just plugging along as usual, and are all still alive, which is a huge plus in my book. On a personal note, I've been having some wildly vivid dreams, but all I can remember when I wake up is that they were wildly vivid. I'm not sure what this is coming from, but suspect it is simply a function of my mind refusing to wind down at the end of the day. We use a medication called propofol at work. I want tubs of the stuff here at home. One big squirt of the stuff IV, and you're out like a light. Only problem is that you need to then be attached to some more long-term method of anesthesia, or you wake up in like 5 minutes. I wonder how cumbersome it would be to administer some sort of anesthesia to myself each night.
So if anybody is in a traveling mood, April 18th is Zoe's musical theatre debut. Be there or be square!
