Went out last night. Drank gin & tonics (maybe one too many). Slept a lot. Now I'm at Ballet West's 'the Nutcracker' by myself. I traditionally see the ballet every year and I truly don't mind going alone this time. I absolutely love this ballet and seeing it always reminds me of being a young girl and wishing I could dance like the beautiful ballerinas (um, my legs aren't nearly long enough... among other things).
I have a rice krispie treat and some hot tamales from the concessions, I'm in my seat, I'm ready for the show!
(T-minus 24 hours till 'Operation Kitty!' I'm getting nervous!)