Might as well get myself up to three posts for this entire month.

Brent left yesterday for Anaheim, a strictly business trip, despite being able to see Disneyland from his window.

Naturally, per Murphy's Law, things went south the moment he left town. I broke the garage door (again), but my dad was able to rig it back up again. Mitsy (the dog) had this nasty huge-ass tick in her ear...I completely freaked and my mom and dad had to extract it. Then, as we were toying with garage door (again), Elliot and tick-infested dog disappeared. Ten scary-as-hell minutes passed before I found him across the street playing on a neighbor's swingset.

But today...a little different. Uneventful. A good thing.

We went to church, and the kids did well, considering I was wrangling all three. We then picked up some McDonald's drive-thru en route to the park...where the kids spent about an hour and a half playing, running, frolicking...all amid 80ish degree weather (first time in weeks). Then we came home, my oldest son did a little homekeeping for me while I did the laundry (drying last load now).

We've had a neat little supper, and just finished watching a movie together. Backpacks are ready for tomorrow. I got my papers all graded.

I feel like I'm standing on the edge of a diving board. The deep breath before the plunge.

Bring on Monday.

No complaints so far.

But, life seemed simpler when I was 31. I'm noticing a couple more wrinkles in the crow's feet region. There's some pretty significant cellulite on the backs of my legs.

As I get older, though, I find myself caring less about all the above hoopla. It's not that I'm letting myself go, but maybe I'm beginning to just like myself. I feel like I'm eating better now than when I was 20. I'm doing healthier activities now than when I was 20. Overall, I'm living better than when I was 20.

Kind of makes me wonder what kind of good things I'll be doing when I'm 42. Not that I'm that anxious to get there, though. Just wondering.

Here I am. Still breathing. Functioning. Contributing to the GNP, as far as I know.

Our community theater play "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown" begins this weekend. Runs for the 13th, 14th, and then the 20th and 21st. Pretty much every night for the last five weeks, Brent and I and the kids have been at the playhouse. It's been fun, but I'm ready to be done and able to spend my evenings back at my house.

Kids started soccer last week amid the cold temperatures ("spring" in Iowa). We've just gotten about three inches of snow today...and it's still going. WTF?

Brent totally bleached his hair today for the play (he's Schroeder). I frankly can't stop staring at him. I can't decide if I like it or if it weirds me out too much.

My college class (TV/Video Production) ends in a couple of weeks. That class has been the bane of my existence, and I can't wait for that to be done as well.

I am finally just now getting excited about my upcoming trip to Greece this summer and have started reading travel and history books voraciously. In fact, am currently working on the book A Brief History of Ancient Greece.

In the manner of Bridget Jones, I am also attempting to improve upon my diet. Am reading Steven Pratt's SuperFoods Rx: Fourteen Foods that Will Change Your Life. Will incorporate above foods into current diet plan, ie Weight Watchers.

Corking good plan. Cheerio.