I’ve had a very busy weekend.
On Saturday, I ran errands in the morning, returning home with bags of bird seed, backup tapes, and speaker wire. An hour later my nieces arrived, and my parents and I spent the afternoon entertaining them (they’re one, three, and five years old, so we have an adventure doing so). We sat them down in front of My Neighbor Totoro, and it enraptured all three of them. Very satisfying. We hope to show them Kiki’s Delivery Service next time.
Then, we went to a Christmas concert, which lasted until nine o’clock, and stopped by at a friend’s house for coffee and dessert afterwards. We stayed up until one in the morning preparing for today.
Because today, we hosted a
After the last guest wandered out to their car, I helped to clean up before heading out to AWANA. I had a great time there, as always, then came home and practically collapsed in the living room. I gathered the energy to pay my bills — for days, they’ve been frowning at me from their place on the desk — and now find myself stifling yawns as I tap carefully at this keyboard.
But before I save this entry and pull back the sheets on the bed, I must record a few more events here.
First off, congratulations to Saalon on completing his edit of The Nutcracker for the Dance Studio of Braintree. I’ve seen the intro to the video, and I simply love to watch it. I look forward to
Much like this video, though for completely different reasons. That is a link to a real, professional music video, and despite the word “hardcore” in the URL, it’s not porn.
Also, I must mention that I’m
And now, I’m going to go to bed.