I have no cogent thoughts to share.

I’ve had this odd headache all day, sort of like a weight just sitting on my head, pressing down. Not a real headache, just a kind of pressure. I think it might have been due to the heavy weather.

So this sort of just sat on me all day, and I tried to get through this truly awful spreadsheet that I’m trying to put together to facilitate transitioning my kids to the middle school. I was having serious tracking problems trying to figure out what numbers went in what column for each kid.

Thirty-two lines and ten columns were a major blur.

I eventually got it done – at least I think it’s done- and I realized that the middle school staff is going to flip out when they see the numbers. I’m dreading witnessing that reaction.

That little burst of entertainment is set to begin on Wednesday morning.

I’ve also been trying to get the chorus makeup straightened out and I’ve realized that not all of our makeup was returned and I don’t think I have enough of the theatrical blush that I need.

This has brought me to near hyperventilation stage.

I’m hoping that a couple of phone calls in the morning will fix it quickly. If not, then that will mean a drive into Boston on Saturday. And I will have to kill myself.

I did manage to get the rest of the makeup sorted out and ready for distribution. That’s one load off my mind.

Tomorrow night is dress rehearsal, although we don’t use the theater makeup for this – the lighting is wrong. It does mean that I have to make sure that I’ve got all my costume pieces and jewelry together so I am not scrambling at the last minute.

To which I say – HA!

I stopped at Barnes and Noble on the way home so I could pick up a couple of magazines. $75 later I came home – without the magazines!

Actually I got the "reader’s advantage card" which gives a 10% discount (and costs $25 for a year), and then a ton of half price desk supplies and things like that. I love it when they put all that stuff on sale, and I know that the flashing sucker sign on my forehead lights up when they see me.

I also got three books – The Villa, by Nora Roberts; and two autobiographies – The Play Goes On, by Neil Simon and Manhattan Memoir by Mary Cantwell. I have no idea why I bought the last two, they just looked interesting.

I was totally bugged by a woman with a cell phone in the bookstore. I don’t think that loud personal conversations are needed in a bookstore. While there is no need for hushed silence, I do think that there is a certain sense of respect for others that needs to be granted.

Somehow I did not need to know about her friend who lost thirteen pounds in the first week of her engagement because she couldn’t eat. I don’t think anyone else in the store cared either. She talked through the store, through the checkout and all the way to her car. As she drove off the phone was still attached to her ear.

In goofing around with this site this weekend and checking my links, I realized how many of the people whose lives I followed online have stopped writing. Patrick is gone, Sheryl’s Side is gone and Treeheart hasn’t written since January. Even Kymm doesn’t update daily any longer, although she does have some major catch-up marathons.

It is really hard to update daily, and to find the time to sit and write. And that doesn’t take into account trying to find something to say that is worth taking the time to write about. In some ways it was much easier when I kept a paper journal that I could at least doodle in, or stick clippings or something.

I’m trying to find a new journal to read, but I can’t find one that grabs me. I don’t know what I’m looking for but I’ll recognize it when I find it. I can’t decide if I’m looking for someone that I have things in common with (location or age) or if I want to read about someone who is living a life totally different from mine (like living in London or something).

I’m sure I’ll stumble across it eventually during one of my major surf sessions.

It’s probably just as well that I don’t have that to distract me from everything else I need to get done. I can’t really read them at work, either, I don’t think it would go over real big!

It was opening day for my Red Sox today, and it was a very cool opening ceremony. They dropped a huge flag over the green monster (the left field scoreboard) and after Stephen Tyler sang (massacred) the "Star Spangled Banner" the Patriots appeared out from behind it. They then crossed the field and twenty-four of them threw out the opening pitch to twenty-four of the Red Sox. The baseball players were ducking all over the place. It was pretty funny.

Unfortunately the Red Sox lost the game in the 9th inning, but there are 162 left o play.

This means that summer is really on the way!

Time for Advil (for my foot) and some snoozing.