Z looked quite suave and debonaire in all of his costumes, and the mustache really added something special, if you ask me. It was a lot of fun to see him all dressed up and well-groomed. He really did a great job. Also, as you can see, I am, in fact, the shortest of all of us kids. I definitely got Grandma's genes, which I suppose shouldn't surprise me. I'm named after her, after all.
The thing about seeing musicals is that the songs wind up stuck in my head for months. I still have songs from Cinderella stuck in my head regularly. It's ridiculous how often I catch myself humming show tunes. So. Ridiculous.
In less-nice news, yesterday I slipped and dislocated my knee. It was so painful! So I'm resting up. When Momma asked what kind of 'comfort foods' I wanted to make myself feel better, I asked for sweet iced tea. But apparently, such things are in pretty short supply in winter in Alaska. So I got ice cream instead. Gracious, am I ever ready for spring and summer.
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