Ballet and Buns

Last night, Anneva and I went to see the Eifman Ballet of Saint Petersburg's production of Anna Karenina. We were both really floored by it. It mixed Tchaikovsky's music with really dissonent, electronic pieces and the dancers were apparently like totally double jointed. At one point, Anna seemed to balance on the post of a brass bed, in toe shoes. Anneva and I turned to each other like What?! The love scenes were really amazing; it's so incredible what emotions can be communicated through movement and gesture. And then the end: we seriously couldn't breathe. I have never ever ever in my life seen anything on stage as wild and white-knuckle and heart freezing as the way the corps set themselves into the form of a train for Anna to throw herself in front of. There were oh, like eight curtain calls. People were freaking out.

And then we went into the lobby, even though we both wanted to just sit with it for a minute, and there were brownies.
Free brownies.

Yup.

Graham has had a really fun day today: he went to "school" with my mom, and then we all went to the bakery for hot cross buns and the cashier gave Graham a cookie. It's so cute when he says "bun" I can't stand it. He can eat hot cross buns every day for all I care, as long as he says Bun (pause) peeeas.... Then we saw a train, which was a very big deal, and after naptime we got groceries. It was Babyfest at the grocrey store. He had to point and waive at every one he saw. And after dinner he got a bath, during which he said "monkey hat" (Curious George) and "bubble bath." We managed to avoid a bathtime poo, but it seems inevitable at this point. I am ready with small fish net.

Oh, and the job. Totally couldn't tell if I'll be called in for round 2 interviews. Could. Not. Tell. We'll see. Cool place though.