The next "Carpenters"?

I love days like these! They are the times that I live for. My children are actually playing with one another. Greer plays and Fiona dances. It is too cute. Greer has now added the harmonica to his repertoire. It is actually pretty good-unless you have a headache.

Greer is potty training and hasn't worn a diaper in almost a week. That doesn't mean we haven't had accidents but we are getting there. Fiona is sleeping in her bed and weaning. She is still waking every four hours thinking that she needs some comfort but I am letting her cry it out. I am done and she is old enough to figure it out. I can't believe that Greer is 2 1/2 and Fiona is 13 months. It just amazes me.

Lynda(Greg's mother) has moved into our garage apartment and is watching Fiona on Wednesdays. It is so nice to have the time to myself. It has been almost three years since I have had a scheduled day to myself. Last week I went to lunch with Laurie and yesterday I had my hair done. I am sure that (once my house is organized) there is a day at the bookstore with a coffee in hand waiting in my near future. It is nice for me to have a break. it seems to make me a bit more sane. I can't imagine with no sleep and no day off for a while why I would be cranky! (note the sarcasm)

I am very excited because next weekend we are going to see Robin Williams on Saturday night and The Pretenders on Sunday night!!!! Two of my favorites! Then Greg is on vacation the next week. Oh yea, I turn 39 on Monday! I think this is going to be a great year. Considering last year was a bit trying I will take it with a smile on my face.

For now, we seem to be on the upside of the rollercoaster ride. Life is good and I am enjoying the ride. We have lots to celebrate and to be thankful for.

A friend of mine passed away this last month. He was a great drummer, an advide reader, wickedly talented painter and extremely intelligent person. I lived with Marco, Robbin and Max in Paris. He passed of Pancreatic, Liver, and lung cancer. I am so glad his passing was quick. I will think of him often. R.I.P. Marco Ogden.