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Happy voting day one and all. (Is happy the right word? Probably not. But I'll definitely be happy when it's over.) I'd like to stay up and watch the results roll in, but that's not going to happen since we're on London time. Although if Rowan wakes up particularly early tomorrow I may get my wish.

The final dress rehearsal (and first complete run-through) of Lulu was last night, and from what Brenda tells me it went well. At the very least they made it from the beginning to the end without stopping which is no small feat considering the difficulty of the music. Brenda's first performance is tomorrow night and she'll have four more over the next week and a half. I'm really looking forward to seeing the show and hearing all of the great singing Brenda's been telling me about.

On Saturday I worked up the courage to take Rowan to visit Brenda at work. It was a risky outing because it stretched Rowan's awake time beyond his usual two or three hours. Once you get beyond that he turns into a time bomb, and I would prefer he's at home in bed when he explodes instead of strapped to my chest in the middle of London. Even though he ended up being awake for well over three hours Rowan did great. We walked partway and took the Underground (Rowan's first time) the rest of the way. He didn't seem to mind the loud ride or the throngs of people in central London. Once we got to the theater we kept Brenda company during her dinner break and met several of her colleagues backstage. It was a fun trip.

It's time to call it a night. I hope you all have a great week, and we'll talk to you next Tuesday!