Marie rocks!

But not as much as Elton John. 

Marie calls me up at 7pm and says "Hey, wanna come to the Elton John concert? I've got free tickets and you &  J can come!"   J didn't feel up to it, but told me to go and have fun.  I have to say, even though in the past I've not been a big Elton John fan, I REALLY enjoyed myself.  This man has so much fun on stage, it's hard not to smile watching him.  And very classy, too - apologized that his illness had made it hard on us here in Tallahassee when he'd had to reschedule; then after being called back on stage for his encore, he went down the front of the stage and signed a bunch of stuff for all the people clustered there, then sat down and played more.  

The sunglasses were smaller than I was expecting.  :)

Nightmares

I rarely remember my dreams.  Last night/this morning not only could I remember it, but whenever I fell asleep I jumped right back into the dream.  Which, had it not been a nightmare, could have been fun.  

Dreamt I was trapped in the USSR.  For whatever reason I couldn't get out - either couldn't find my visa, or was in trouble somehow.  I had a small child with me - twoish - which was an interesting blend of both of my children.  J had met up with somebody - possibly Bruno from the West Wing - and they'd decided to try some sort of escape plan.  I thought it was a stupid plan, and hadn't joined them.  They'd been shot.  So I'm looking frantically through my van for some sort of official paperwork, and thinking in my head that I could just go to the US Embassy and at least drop my child off there (had the child's visa) so my child would survive and make it back to the states, because I knew that somebody was going to be coming for me soon...  then some woman comes up and snatches a large envelope from under the windshield wiper, and takes off.  I have no idea why it was there, or what it was, but I assumed it was something important, so I took off after the woman and snatched it back, and as I'm heading back to my car, I see ANOTHER woman snag something from the pile of papers I've been looking through in the glove compartment and take off.  I'm now wondering if the first woman is a decoy, as I run back to the car, shut it, grab my keys and beep the lock, and turn around to see the second woman looking at me from her spot on a train as it starts to go by.  I run to try to jump on the train to get whatever this paper is back, and that's when I wake up.

Why yes, I am feeling a little trapped, why do you ask?