(The first show I was ever in ex utero was The King & I - I was one of the twins. My mother had to paint my hair black every night, and then wash it out post-show. Also, I was 7.)

Funny how life turns out, isn't it?

Word.

And you know, I just adored that movie when I was six. Adored it. And then one day when I was off school with the mumps I saw Yul Brinner being interviewed on the telly, and bounded off to tell my parents that he was performing live in 'The King And I' in London!!!! And of course I was too young to realise that our finances weren't so hot, and that going down to London to take in a West End show was an expensive proposition - but my parents, bless them, managed to pull it off anyway. And thus my 7th birthday was celebrated by going to see The King and I on stage, instead of a party. (This set the tone for the next several birthdays.) Little did I guess that some 25 years later I'd be going to Siam myself, to teach small Siamese children.

Funny how life turns out, isn't it?

This makes me cry. I suspect I need caffeinating.

Kristin, you should totally bring in a red marker and correct it. And give it a C- or something.

re mealmoths, the bad news is that when I've found them, I've had to throw out a bunch of different flours, rices, cornmeal, and such.

Pasta, too - anything grainy or starchy. Ugh.

And you know, I just adored that movie when I was six. Adored it. And then one day when I was off school with the mumps I saw Yul Brinner being interviewed on the telly, and bounded off to tell my parents that he was performing live in 'The King And I' in London!!!! And of course I was too young to realise that our finances weren't so hot, and that going down to London to take in a West End show was an expensive proposition - but my parents, bless them, managed to pull it off anyway. And thus my 7th birthday was celebrated by going to see The King and I on stage, instead of a party. (This set the tone for the next several birthdays.) Little did I guess that some 25 years later I'd be going to Siam myself, to teach small Siamese children.

Funny how life turns out, isn't it?

This makes me cry. I suspect I need caffeinating.

It made me cry too, and I've had caffeine.

Pasta, too - anything grainy or starchy. Ugh.

Lovely. Just lovely. I don't see any this morning, so I'm being ridiculously hopeful that they just disappeared during the night. Yes, I know I am floating on the river of denial, but I like it.

It made me cry too, and I've had caffeine.

Well, it's a childhood dream come true. It's very touching and we're nothing, if not saps.

By the by, I think denial gets a bad rap.

and we're nothing, if not saps.

Yup. And now I'm going to take the crazy sappiness and finish watching the second to last episode of 7th Heaven. See, grandma and I used to watch it when we lived together. She just loved it. So, I'm a little goofy about seeing it end, even though I haven't watched it in years.

And thus my 7th birthday was celebrated by going to see The King and I on stage

Sitting in the total sap corner. (while at the same time filled with envy)

And I'm off to help MIL move furniture. Seems like a good plan before I ask her to stay with the kids for 6 days while I go to SF and Baltimore.

And thus my 7th birthday was celebrated by going to see The King and I on stage

Sitting in the total sap corner.

Sitting in that corner with everyone else. That was a nice story to wake up to.

It's Kentucky Derby Day, right?

So, what do we think? Cinnamon rolls or muffins for breakfast?