Grown-ups' night out

This morning began with Julia crying in the bathroom and Jenna crying in her bedroom. Julia was upset over a scheduling conflict that will make her miss a friend's party tomorrow. Jenna wanted Pringles for breakfast. I figure the day can only get better from here.

If you haven't already, check out the blog of Leecy, my best friend from elementary school. She recently moved from Texas to Boston, and her accounts of her daily adventures on the subway have been cracking me up.

Last night we went with friends to Little Rock's Brave New Restaurant, where I had the yummiest chocolate creme brulee ever, and then on to Ring of Fire, which is a Broadway tribute to Johnny Cash. It was a great show. I've never followed country music all that much, but I know enough to appreciate the Man in Black -- especially now that I hail from his homestate. One thing I learned about Johnny Cash last night: he was singing about cocaine before Eric Clapton was!