Well, we were quite spoiled for November as far as weather goes, but "not no more". Saturday night had Neal and I driving home from London (usually just an hour's drive) doing no more than 60 km/hour in a 90 hour zone, and facing a blizzard from out of nowhere. It was not fun but we both said the usual line "we've driven in worse" which is funny because, really, how much worse than driving snow and sleet and reduced visibility with drifts like waves and not seeing the middle line or the side lines can it get? We left London shortly before 10pm and finally made it home at 11:30pm, stiff-necked and ready for a warm bed.
Then it rained, which is just plain sloppy and kind of depressing. I figured if we got stuck driving through it, the least it could do was stay in dreamy piles so the boys could play in it (especially since we just bought all the new snow garb). Today the boys will try to get all the basics done since the rest of this week is a flurry of meetings (some extremely discontented moms in our homeschool group and the directors get to figure it all out) and rehearsals. Tonight is cue to cue, tomorrow is dress rehearsal, then Wednesday we get our first audience.
Sure wish you could all be there. It is going to be fantastic ... and I get to throw fairy dust ... that is if my dress is let out enough so I can breathe and move by then. It has certainly done much to improve all our memories (not the too tight dress, but the acting) both literally and figuratively. I cannot imagine a homeschool year that doesn't include the stage.
Perhaps I ought to be a little more forgiving of all the "regular" theatrics around here.
