I have a line from a Shel Silverstein poem running through my head:
There are too many kids in this tub.
There wasn't actually THAT much that happened today but I am utterly drained and wiped out.
Thoughts on several of these events at a later date:
Wake up being very, very, very cold. I'm totally going to steal the quilt I made for Alex tonight. I made it. I can steal it back. SO THERE.
Drool at art store
Try not to lick things at art store.
Buy some stuff at art store.
Head back to apartment.
On way back to apartment break down and ask Alex to swing by grocery store so we can get cranberry juice. Like...a LOT. HI!
Play with Alex's camera
watch Alex and Darrin play their guitars
Go for walk
Draw on bridge
Talk to strangers on bridge
Show 2 strangers how to draw Mickey Mouse on the bridge
Pee under the bridge twice. (Just seeing if anyone is paying attention here.)
Return to apartment
Eat one too many nanaimo bars
Go to Alex's play
Shoot video of the first half of Alex's play
Hang out with Bridgett and Amanda
Eat salad at pub, (realizing the only thing I have eaten has been breakfast and 2 nanaimo bars and cranberry juice)
Thumb wrestle Amanda. Yeeaaaah, guess who won. :)
Now I'm third in line for the shower.
And Ah'm TARRED.