Xanadu is coming to Broadway! Are you kidding me?! This calls for a celebration. For the rest of the day, we will be playing the soundtrack and I'm on a mission to find the movie on DVD so I can introduce the wee ones to it.  They're already crazy about all of my other favorite musicals: Annie, Mary Poppins, Sound of Music...

I covet this dress below from JCrew. If only so I can wear it while I have a margarita on the deck of a beautiful villa in Mexico. (Munssons are making me have Mexico on the brain) However, they want $495 for it. Wha? What happened to J Crew? I don't know who you think you are, Missy, but your prices are insane now. Plus, sometimes I think the quality is shite. This is of course will not prevent me from frequenting the store because for the most part I really like everything.

I saw this dress for the girl (below) in Cookie magazine and it immediately spoke to me. Doesn't the balck and white butterfly look like newspaper? I love how it stands out. I immediately dug it up online and will purchase for HJ. She will wear it on the deck of the villa too. Sans margarita.

Speaking of the blue eyed devils, they are sick today. They both have colds and are whiny and needy and just feeling yucky. They're in the tub right now. Everything is better in the tub. Randomly at Noon. We have played all morning and I have been a most patient mama, trying to keep in mind they feel awful.

Whatever they have I apparently gave them. Suddenly everything makes sense to me because I felt awful all weekend. I didn't have any congestion or throat pain. I just felt like I had been hit by a truck. Massive fatigue and muscle pain. Couldn't get out of bed.  I am figuring out that little colds and the like affect me SO much differently than the rest of the family. Completely different symptoms. It's odd. I see the pattern. Always the medical enigma...

I was racked with guilt the last few days though because I had to cancel plans...again. We were supposed to meet up with Munssons on Saturday and I was really looking forward to it. They're taking the girl to Mexico for two weeks on Saturday so it'll be a while until I see them. (Sol and Margaret will have so much fun!) Anyway, we had planned weeks in advance because we're both so busy.

I know that I can't beat myself up over canceling and I know that people won't love me less when I do cancel but I can't help but feel like a flake.

I know no one can understand but I thought it would make me feel better to try to explain it. I do not WANT to cancel. In most instances I would rather go to the planned event, put on a happy face and then suffer later rather than disappoint someone I care about. I would probably do this if I didn't have a  very attentive, bossy husband who gets pissed and monitors my facial expressions and body movement for signs that I have overdone it. (sweet sweet Peet)

I need to be kinder to myself. Period. (xoxo to EVM for her wise words...)

Here is an accurate description of what Lupus feels like that I have passed on to others from time to time and I don't know if I've ever posted it here. It's called "The Spoon Theory".  I've seen and read interviews with the woman who runs the site, which ironically is called "But You Don't Look Sick", which is what I hear frequently. 

Shoutouts today go to: Payton's Pacers (go Aimee!), Famille de Munsson - I heart you guys, EMP - hope you had a most wonderful time this weekend and Grammie and Bompie - We're looking forward to Summer Camp in Asheville '07!

Stay Calm and Carry On, people (the poster arrived!!!).