We're off to the little city tonight to see Alberta Opera's production of Rapunzel. Tom is knocking off work early, because we have to leave here around 5 p.m. and the curtain is at 7.
Interestingly, when I called to order tickets, the woman who replied sounded rather reluctant to take my money, reminding me that the performance was on a Monday night, at 7 p.m. Alright, without my morning coffee I was a bit dense, but finally, after her tentative, "Well, it is a school night," my own curtain rose and light dawned. "That's okay," I told her. "We home school."