I am extremely sleepy today. And whose fault is that, I ask? No one's but my own. That's what I get for spending the evening chatting with M until the Hub returned from his "practice gig" -- after midnight.

I'm looking forward to the band's "real gig." I have a sitter for the Ham (actually a sleepover date with her good friend) and it's the day after my birthday. I will, of course, buy a ticket as opposed to deadheading on a "wives and girlfriends" pass because the number of tickets sold by the band affects their stage time. And it's a Friday, which means I won't have to get up early and drag into work!

It's been such a busy summer!