Aww, fun weekend with all the women in my immediate-ish family...Mom, Heather, and Grandma (Corey, bad sport that he is, was holed up sick in his room all weekend...boo). Nothing terribly notable as far as activities went, but we DID go to see the musical that Taylor was in, "The Wild Party." I'm fairly sure Taylor doesn't read this, so if I gush, he won't get all big-headed and unbearable-- it was really, truly, amazing. There's something in me that wishes I had the balls and the talent to be a part of something so amazing, and a huge part of me is amazed that I know people that are capable of such beauty. I guess that's part of the whole "being a human" thing, creating and appreciating beauty, but I'm in such a good mood that I'm noticing it a lot more than usual.

And why not be in a good mood? I spent a bunch of time with Mom, who regards me as a sort of sourpuss, unwilling to have any sort of fun or get any enjoyment from life-- not so! I may not have enjoyed taking the obligatory picture in front of the Bruin in Ackerman Plaza, but I guess I should be glad that it was a holiday, that there weren't a million people standing around to mock my family's silliness. There are things about me that don't come through as much as I'd like them to, but I think sometimes that keeps me safe, safer than I'd be if I walked around so...exposed, all the time. (Can you IMAGINE what it'd be like if I were a little more "affected" by everything? Unbearable!) I guess commenting on my perceptions and understandings would be a little redundant, so I'll leave it at that. I'm smarter than I look, and definitely smarter than I act. :)

P.S. I love backhanded references just as much as the next girl, but that's a little tacky. Don't do it for MY benefit...