It's wonderful to be here, it's certainly a thrill, you're such a lovely audience...

Guess what today is! It's my eighteen-month anniversary! Mike and I were married a year and a half ago today. Cool beans. We didn't do much to celebrate (though we're going to Red Lobster on Monday for the Crab Leg feast!), but it's good to just look back and see where we've been. I think that if I had been able to see the future eighteen months ago, I would be pretty happy with where we are today. Employed and in school, in touch with friends, with healthy pets and happy families, and a term of solid grades under my belt. So hooray!

As those of you who read Lauren's LJ already know, she and I are in the Vagina Monologues next month. We had our first real rehearsal tonight. It went well, though I had to do my three-page piece three times. For those of you familiar with the show, I'm doing "Because He Liked to Look at It," a funny and entertaining piece about learning to love one's vagina. Lauren has an angsty pomo piece, and she pulls it off very well. We're supposed to pick our costumes based on what our vaginas would wear if they dressed up. I would like to find some footy pajamas to wear.

We've got foster birds right now, I haven't mentioned them before. Hans and Moira are finches that were rescued from PetSmart because they were in no condition to sell. Hans had pulled half his feathers out, and Moira was so neurotic that all she did was fly back and forth ceaselessly in her cage all day. A bigger cage, a quiet room, and some finchly company in each other seems to be setting both of them right. Hans still looks like he's been through a washing machine, but they are both almost ready to be adopted out now. I will miss the funny noises they make, but they need a bigger cage than I have, and we could use our bathroom back.



Hans is the little brown one, he's an Orange Weaver. Moira is the white one, she's a Zebra. Aren't they great?