dream job

Hey all! Things have been moving along as usual this week. Rowan and I visited the Rigoletto cast and crew last Thursday, and having a baby around backstage seemed to brighten everyone's moods. We tried to figure out a way to put him in the show (after all his visa actually says he's allowed to work), but since performances are mostly at night that could really mess with his bedtime. And you don't want to see him when he's overtired.

On Sunday Brenda, Rowan, and I went to our friend Monika's 65th birthday party. She invited thirty or so friends and family to a lovely brunch at a restaurant in Biedenkopf. It was a wonderful day, and we're so happy we could be a part of it.

This Friday is Brenda's and my tenth wedding anniversary, and after almost ten years I must confess I'm a little perplexed about something. People say that marriage takes a lot of work, but if this is work, then being married to Brenda must be my dream job because not one second has felt like work to me. Or maybe the work starts after the first decade together. I guess I'll find out on Saturday.

There are some Brussels sprouts that need cleaning so I'd better get going. I hope you all have a great week, and we'll talk to you next time!