Hello. You haven’t heard much from me lately. I am a shadow in the night, a quiet shadow, not one of those Woooo! girl shadows that cause so much hubbub. How are you? Today is my anniversary, and I’m spending it with the man who made the nuptial journey with me to New Paltz, New York three years ago. I refer, of course, to my dear friend Faustus, as my actual husband is missing in action. Musical theater action. That is the worst kind.

Here’s what is new in my neck of the woods: We are having the floors of our house refinished. I went to a political fundraiser where I spent the whole time listening to the candidate’s mother discuss how she was an extra in a movie since no one else wanted to talk to me. My elbows hurt. The level of insane people I have to deal with is slightly down from its all-time high. My little bald-headed niece turned one year old.

I sort of wish my elbows didn’t hurt, but I guess beggars can’t be choosers.