being sick

I hate being sick

especially when I'm on break

after Thanksgiving

and all the doctors in town are on break too.

Veterans Day program

We've been working on this program since August 15:

Memorizing Presidents of the United States- all 44

Learning the choreography - 5 songs/one per class

The words and music - 7 songs,

speaking parts- 45

collecting veterans photos, scanning, & renaming- 173

emails to parents- 7

handouts- 87

ordering Freedom t-shirts- 114

rehearsals on stage- 10

rehearsing with TU student soloist- 2

dress rehearsal/performance for Elementary School/ ECLC- 1

taking photos- 389

creating the video and fixing mistakes in the video- 4

Frustrated yelling during rehearsal-everyday

Tears during performance- incalculable

Worth it????

Yes!

I MUSTgo to bed early

I say this to myself EVERY WEEK NIGHT!

But life intervenes...

and laundry,

and fixing lunches,

and balancing the checkbook,

and answering emails,

and vacuuming dog hair,

and loading the dishwasher,

and playing freecell,

and angry birds.

Actually, all things considered, I blame those nasty pigs!

Rainy eve

I love when a cold front comes in

with rain

and thunder.

The wind is blowing

leaves past my orange pumpkin lights

and Bucky, afraid of the thunder snuggles next to my feet.

All the lights in the house are out

except for a candle casting an eerie glow.

I just my girls were all little again

and we are sitting on the couch with the blanket

wrapped around us in a safe cocoon.

Glimpse of the Future

I'm sitting here watching OU football on TV

in the recliner

on a Saturday night.

Ellen's at a retreat

Mary Beth's in Norman

Katie's in Dallas

Ron's asleep on the couch

Bucky's asleep in his crate...

I just had a glimpse of my future,

it isn't pretty.

Dog hair irritations

We have a dog.

He is part golden retriever and

part great pyrenees.

He is a very hairy dog.

This must be the time of year he "blows" his coat.

There s dog hair EVERYWHERE.

I vacuum the dog hair.

The next day I vacuum more dog hair.

The dog hair is so bad it clings to the little felt pieces Ron puts under the furniture.

My chairs all look like they have hairy dog feet.

I cannot go to school wearing black pants.

If I do I look like I have hairy legs.

I have to use duct tape on my black pants.

When I use the "furminator" on our dog

I get fistfuls of dog hair.

Once a year we get our dog shaved.

I don't think he likes it.

He acts embarrassed when we go for a walk.

I feel like Delilah to his Samson.

If I could just figure out a use for this renewable resource.

Restaurant snob

So we go out to dinner tonight, surprise, huh?

But we don't go to our regular Thursday night hangout

Why, you ask???

For a completely dumb reason

Ron changed out of his nice work clothes and thought he

looked too much like a bum to eat at Charlestons.

Our first thought is Delta

but on our way there we see Red Lobster.

The first tip off that this would not be a Charlestons type dining experience

was the number of people there with tatoos, shorts, and men with ponytails.

Hmmmm, I guess I figured I truly had become a restaurant snob

when the lady at the next table asked,

"How many shrimps do I git on that there jumbo platter?"

Yikes!