Out of Sorts

Look at this hilariously cute picture of Donovan back in Chemainus. Standing with his hands on his hips on the change table, antlers on head and "Baba" in mouth as though nothing is out of the ordinary - not even Daddy's long sideburns for.... whatever show was going on then: (Pirates?) Oh, that makes me laugh! I was thumbing through some old photos today. My has he changed, and then not really so much in personality.


Dave helped the boys finally dig up their tiny carrots and they were purple-tinged from the frost and extra sweet.

These past few days I've felt like a mouse in a hole. I haven't had to teach so I really didn't leave the house much. I worked on some video/photo finishing and made meals, got Donovan off to school and then went back to bed! Why am I so tired? I'm not even in a show!

The boys are going a little crazy now with Halloween decorations. They've made bloody ghosts out of wax paper and gruesome paintings of skeleton creatures with green blood and tombstones. I wonder if they've got too much time on their hands.

Tomorrow night Dave and I fly to Vancouver. We'll stay with our friends Lisa and James while the boys co-habitate with the Lewandowskis. It'll be a quick trip, but even quick trips take about as much planning as long trips. I'll miss choir which is too bad because I need the practice of holding my own harmony in the mix of the group. But I'm excited to go. It'll be David's birthday present. I got to go to Boston on my birthday; we'll go see U2 for his.

Yesterday I cut my hair without a mirror. Weston took the first picture "abstract" and the second is a little jiggly, but at least you can see the scissors. Suffice it to say the cut's a little uneven, but the curls will cover. Besides, I'm heading to the West Coast where it always rains!

I do nothing but sigh when I think about my play. I mean, I think about my play a lot, but I don't see a good window to work on it this week. Our musical theatre class is gearing up for their showcase on Saturday, and Saturday and Sunday are filled with Halloween and Church, and tomorrow we leave. It feels pinchy and different than I thought the schedule would go, but I think I now resign myself to starting in November. November it is.

...Help.