It's been several weeks that I have been watching for the 'Threads' web site to start selling tickets to this new Michael Mclean musical.  I came across it back at the end of February and saw a scheduled performance in May and I got the idea of getting tickets and taking my 'bestest' friend to it for her birthday.  But they had some kind of snafu and the web site just said that tickets would be availble 'soon'.  Well, 'soon' came today so I quickly got on and brought us some tickets for May 11th at Cottonwood High School.  I printed them off and put them with an e-mail from Nicholas (Elder Porter) and gave it to Sheila to read when she got home from Sharon's and her chiropractor.  I did surprise her, but she took it in stride and just said that she was 'excited'.  I'll continue to pretend that it is just for her, but I will admit that I want to go for myself a little bit.  Seems so far away, but time at our age is a different sort of animal and before I know it I will be writing about 'it' in the past tense.  Haven't had to pump again, but it sure has been cold.  The wind also blew over one of our garbage cans three times.  That brief taste of spring pulled a pretty good April fool's day joke on all of us.  Still necessary to have the heater on.  I have taken to doing almost all of my sleeping in my chair.  It has been really comfortable for me, and I seem to feel rested when Sheila's alarm goes off at 6 in the a.m.  I also still do a lot of my  most productive pondering while I am in preliminary stages of sleep (always trying to take advantage of every minute in my quest to be productive).  I listened in while Sheilas was re-watching that BYU devotional talk on "Grace" by Brad Wilcox.  Several of the kids have watched and I hope that all will eventually.  It is so inspiring and fits right along my current effort in my own personal worship study program.  I am not so much trying to learn new things as take advantage of them.  Kind of like eating something especially delicious, but not feeling at all stuffed no matter the amount.  (I hope that you can understand what I am trying to say.)  My work may take up most of my time, but it certainly isn't the most important thing that I do during my day.  And when I can enjoy it with Sheila like I did today it makes for a very special moment.  I anticipate so much more to come.