"Dream of now, dream of then, dream of a love song, that might have been..."

what a busy week! I was finally able to catch up on sleep last night, after getting about 5 hours a night all week. thank goodness.

yesterday I journeyed to our regional swim meet which was odd to say the least. initially, the group of us was to drive down in two large vans, but apparently there were none to be had once we got to the school in the AM. This actually worked in my favor as they had move up the departure time a half hour and I missed the memo. M. had a track meet to go to himself and saw my teammates waiting around and called me. after jumping into multiple cars last minute, we took off with nothing but route numbers to guide us, which is usually fine unless the next route you're looking for isn't connected to the one you're on. my car ended up driving 25 exits too far and u-turned in time to make it for event #1 (oh well, warm-ups). it turns out one of the girls with us had internet on her phone and could have mapquested us out of the situation. oy.

the return trip was just as taxing. as we were filling up for the ride home, another teammate noticed a tire on our car was SUPER soft. almost flat soft. 18 psi soft (the max pressure for her tires is 44 psi). how-the-hell-did-we-miss-that-one soft. but it held up alright once we had it fully reinflated, thank goodness. then on the interstate, we hit a HUGE beaver, but our only other option was to swerve into the neighboring car, so we had no choice. we felt terrible.

I was fully glad to finally pull into my driveway at 11:00 pm.

last weekend, M. had a barbershop competition, and I have never seen anything so adorable in my life. the majority of the large groups were composed of little old men, with a few 20-somethings thrown in the mix (as M. & his friend Z. were). it was heartwarming to see these senior citizens so full of life and genuinely having a good time while pushing 80. so cute. and the costumes were outrageously over-the-top & gaudy, especially the (usually female) conductors. I felt like I was being thrown back into one of the old southern american musicals. for those of you not familiar with barbershop, I recommend this scene from The Music Man, definitely my favorite musical we did in high school. it was my first exposure to barbershop - apparently for many, as one of the announcers said at the concert.



now, time to make this day productive!
catching up on sleep - check!