Wow, it's a long time since I posted anything in my own journal (as opposed to comments in other people's)! In my defence, I've had a bad couple of weeks: first my 17 month-old son Jack had a cold - his first really bad one - which meant he was waking up several times a night so I got
very tired. And then of course
I got the cold. Last night was our first through night in ten days, which I know is the norm for some people but Jack normally sleeps right through and therefore so do we!
Added to that, I've just joined a new drama group which means I'm out till c. 10.30 two nights a week for the first time since I got pregnant. Not great timing, admittedly, but I wouldn't miss rehearsals for anything. I hadn't realised how totally I had missed the buzz of the theatre. So I'm in at least the chorus (auditions next Monday to see if I can get in the dancing chorus) of Anything Goes, to be performed in October, and I am loving every second of it!
So all in all, I haven't had energy for writing or evenings in for tv watching. But tonight I suddenly felt Buffy/Angel withdrawal pangs, so decided to get on with the next pair of episodes. Not that they're particularly brilliant episodes, either of them, but they quelled my withdrawal symptoms (except my Giles ones).
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