... and the rising sun will scorch us one more time. Thanks to the Doctor, we aren't falling into the sun itself -- but with the projected high at 106* (and no telling what the heat index will be), we'll feel like the poor Brits in a Doctor Who adventure.
I haven't updated this blog -- because we've moved from Lancaster to Southlake. Some people have no idea where either town is located, so here's a bit of perspective. Lancaster sits south of Dallas on I-20 between I-45 and I-35. When we moved there 30 years ago, it was a quiet town surrounded by country ... Now it's a town surrounded by truck stops on the north and chain businesses on the west. The largest employers are the Lancaster school district and Wal-Mart. Southlake grew up west of Grapevine when commuters decided to leave the urban sprawl behind and create their own upscale community. Highway 114 is the main road in or out, although I'm learning a series of back ways since there's a massive piece of road construction between my abode and my job.
The other reason I haven't written lately is connected with the ballet studio. See how good the Doctor looks in his suit? Believe me, some tailor worked hard to get the right fitting for the pants and coat. And that cape? Don't get me started! Since ballerinas show a lot more arm and leg than a Time Lord, their tutus need an even better fitting. One miscalculated seam, and you're in for a massive amount of pinning and sewing. That was a nightmare that eventually had a happy ending ... though I bet we'll do another round of precision tailoring before the August show. We won't have distance and stage lights to enhance the illusion.
14 days, and I'm back in school. My, how time flies! and I didn't have a TARDIS!
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