Our family has season tickets for all the mainstage Lyric Theatre productions (2012-2013 season): those being The Merry Widow, which we missed because we had both forgotten if we'd bought tickets and didn't find them until weeks after the show closed, Brigadoon running currently through April 14th, and upcoming, the seldom performed final ( Read more... )

I've been musing on the injunction to "Live Every Day As If It Were Your Last" and how different it is from "Live Every Day As If It Were THE Last ( Read more... )

Yes, I'm late to the party. But I finished watching The Avengers this morning. (I had to break it into sections to fit around family life ( Read more... )

When Teo was little, he didn't sleep well or easily. As a baby, for weeks at a time the only sleep I got was some fraction of his 90 minute naps as I cradled him on my chest, his tiny baby noggin tucked securely under my chin, my hands on his body, his little froggy legs tucked up under my ribs. Most of the first years of his life is a blur of ( Read more... )

I am currently without a legal car. Because of the mysterious workings of the DMV, the change of address that worked to update my driver's license did not update my car registration. Once we got that sorted out (culminating in a 2+ hour wait at the DMV to be told the opposite of the information communicated by phone) I am still screwed until ( Read more... )

I'm going to front load this: this is a post about crankiness, complaints and will be full of whining. If you don't need my pettiness today, keep moving. I'll write something interesting next time.

( Unmerry Christmas )

I'm still here. I'm still reading. But I'm a little shocked it's been nearly a month since I've posted.

( health )

I've been waiting, with increasing impatience, for my blood work to come in. And then, I had to wait for four days (more or less) from when I called to confirm the results had come in, to when I actually heard from the doctor what those results were. Stupid weekends.

All the bloodwork points to my NOT being celiac. ( The details )

I think the worst question a doctor can ask anyone who comes to them for treatment is, "Is everything else normal?"

( What is normal? )

This week we've had a team of painters working on the outside of the house. They did a lot in a week, which only makes me realize what a whacking huge job this really is. It's going to be at least another week, maybe longer, depending on how much rain we actually get next week ( Read more... )