And I am safe. Tuesday was a marvelous day - one which I will write more about later, or maybe not. But it was good to spend an adventurous day in Seattle. Dad and I took off for New York at midnight and because of God's grace, spent our otherwise running-like-mad 1/2 hour layover relaxing as our next flight's gate was merely across the hall. Into Provo, we met up with Christi, Dan and Tupper, my dad's longtime best friend. Also saw Michael, my tall blonde pilot friend from Sweden. I hope to see more of him ;) We got to the hotel, munched Pringles, and went home for a nap. Back to the hotel at 7:30 for dinner and music with Mitch. No singing for me last night. As we got up to leave, Mitch said he hoped I wouldn't leave. I figured I'll let the public wait in eagerness for my next performance. ha ha.

Today Jenny and I woke up and did a nice dog walk on the beach, stopping only to swim in the waters of paradise. We got showered and headed down to the hotel. A film crew is here doing a promotional video and asked if they could interview me. Who am I to say no? So, a fun interview that was concluded by the director congratulating himself on being a good judge of talent. . . interview talent? Anyways, it was fun. Did some running around with Dan, took Maddy to the beach and did my long swim out to the buoy. And now, I'll help get ready for dinner tonight; setting up tables, washing glasses etc, and will go home briefly to don some tropical fabulousness of maybe a blue dragon dress, or a black sarong. Hmm. The possibilities are endless :)

Wish you were here. Really. Really really.