Ah, we survived the weekend. Dinner guests on Saturday and the Kids Choir concert on Sunday...in addition to the other tasks and commitments. Noodles, who had to do more of the running about, is really questioning the value of letting the kids participate in the choir next year. We figured that they did about 30 hours of practice in the past month. It paid off with a fairly good performance (relatively speaking), but we also all had our moments of stressing out. Ah, if only Bloatmeal had moved to that South Seattle locale, she could have had the car. Ironically, 10 years ago, I was the one over committing myself and Noodles was the one telling me to simplify my schedule. So easy to say, so difficult to do. Oh, well. Now for this week's madness.