This morning was HARD. I had to get up early to get to DC (which is always hard), but this morning the alarm woke me up out of a dream (one I was more than happy to be taken out of – I was watching myself in our high school production 42nd Street. That was bad enough, but then I was actually in it, and that was terrible.), and I COULD NOT wake up. I got up right away and got in the shower, but I basically fell asleep in the shower. Standing up. And then I tried to get out after only shaving one leg. I noticed in time, but that wasn’t enough to wake me up. Even my Starbucks wasn’t enough. I was fighting yawns and droopy eyes the whole drive in. That’s what coffee is supposed to prevent! Come on now. I’m mostly awake now, but I could really use a nap. I think we should introduce siestas into the federal workday.
momma betty
You were both so cute in 42nd Street-fake-tapping your little hearts out on the back row of the chorus line.
Zannah
THIS is why I need a VCR. I have one of our performances on tape.