Not a whole lot to report. Third day of all-day band camp and we're all feeling it! One of our chaperones fell in the parking lot yesterday morning and broke her finger in two places, poor thing and then one of our kids went to ER today with possible appendicitis! I cannot believe how many of these kids have knee problems and other chronic injuries. We also had a kid pass out cold yesterday afternoon. Thank goodness we have like, three parents who are nurses!
It is HOT!! And HUMID! Someone told me that this morning when they stepped on the grass it was as if it was raining up from the ground! When I got home today I got in the pool in just my undies and sports bra! My "fat girl" bathing suit just had too much material to deal with this afternoon, hahaha!
Anyway, I'll report back when I have more to say...peace ya'll!
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
The Road to Indy! 8/1
Hi there my peeps! Last night we had a band parent meeting and my son's awesome high school marching band will be traveling to Indianapolis for a national competition this year! It is going to be such an INCREDIBLE experience for our son and the rest of the band! We were also informed about all of the fundraising projects we're going to attempt in an effort to make the trip as cost effective for everyone, called "The Road to Indy." One of the methods involves a competition for producing YouTube videos! This is right up my son's alley, so I will post about it when and if I can convince him to make a video.
At any rate, C and I are so excited for S (my son) and the year he's about to have! He's beginning high school and is a member of one of the best high school marching bands in the country! He's going to be making a whole new set of friends and will be academically challenged as he's never been before. He's growing up and we're so proud of him!
At any rate, C and I are so excited for S (my son) and the year he's about to have! He's beginning high school and is a member of one of the best high school marching bands in the country! He's going to be making a whole new set of friends and will be academically challenged as he's never been before. He's growing up and we're so proud of him!
Seriously at 8:00 am? 8/3
Good morning folks! I have a bit of a "vent" I need to express. If you get suckered-in to having someone come to your house and share"an exciting opportunity" with you, please DO NOT send them my way. Today I received a call at 8:00 am from a very pleasant young man named J:
Me: (inner monologue) hmmm, doesn't ring any bells. Mind you, he has woken me up from a dead sleep.
J: Have K and R had a chance to let you know I'd be calling?
Me: (inner monologue) uh oh. "Umm, no they haven't."
J: <chuckles> Oh, I guess I beat them to it. I'd like to speak with you about a project I'm working on.
Now, at this point I'm still not fully awake and since he mentioned being a student I'm thinking "whats he selling? Magazines? Newspapers? Is this a survey? and then a little light of recognition begins to glow somewhere in my brain and an image of a text on my iPhone appears. It's from the afore mentioned "K" regarding a nice kid who would be calling, etc. and then the name "Cutco" appeared in my head. Cutco kitchen knives. And so began the dance of trying to gently tell this nice young man I'm not interested, I don't want you at my house, and never call here again while he assures me he only needs 30 minutes of my time, etc. etc. Of course every fiber of my being just wants to say, "sure, come on over tomorrow!" in order not to hurt the kid's feelings, but then I envision the look on C's (my husband) face irritated as all hell and saying "are your friggin' kidding me? So I stuck to my guns and refused to set up an appointment to hear about knives that I don't need. During this conversation, C has walked out of the bathroom and is trying to figure out who I'm on the phone with. When I told him, I still got "the face" with a "seriously? And he calls you at 8:00 am?"
Ugh.
Me: (inner monologue) hmmm, doesn't ring any bells. Mind you, he has woken me up from a dead sleep.
J: Have K and R had a chance to let you know I'd be calling?
Me: (inner monologue) uh oh. "Umm, no they haven't."
J: <chuckles> Oh, I guess I beat them to it. I'd like to speak with you about a project I'm working on.
Now, at this point I'm still not fully awake and since he mentioned being a student I'm thinking "whats he selling? Magazines? Newspapers? Is this a survey? and then a little light of recognition begins to glow somewhere in my brain and an image of a text on my iPhone appears. It's from the afore mentioned "K" regarding a nice kid who would be calling, etc. and then the name "Cutco" appeared in my head. Cutco kitchen knives. And so began the dance of trying to gently tell this nice young man I'm not interested, I don't want you at my house, and never call here again while he assures me he only needs 30 minutes of my time, etc. etc. Of course every fiber of my being just wants to say, "sure, come on over tomorrow!" in order not to hurt the kid's feelings, but then I envision the look on C's (my husband) face irritated as all hell and saying "are your friggin' kidding me? So I stuck to my guns and refused to set up an appointment to hear about knives that I don't need. During this conversation, C has walked out of the bathroom and is trying to figure out who I'm on the phone with. When I told him, I still got "the face" with a "seriously? And he calls you at 8:00 am?"
Ugh.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Keep On Truckin'...or Thank You Google Maps!
So here's what's been going on this Summer in a nutshell. We've been in the van...a lot.
We moved from the West side of O-town to the East side of O-town which doesn't sound like a big difference, but it is...a one hour one way difference...a one hour one way four times a day difference...a one hour one way four times a day for a month difference! That's a lot of van time! We're in the process of short-selling our home, a process which taken almost two years and we still haven't closed on the deal. We moved already because we were supposed to close at the end of May. F.Y.I. "supposed to" is a four-letter word. So we drove an hour one way four times a day for the last month of school.
We also continued to shuttle the kids to music lessons, 8th grade celebrations, Girl Scouts, and attended our son's end of the year concerts, all of which were in Apopka.
For Father's Day, we spent a weekend with friends in Ft. Myers
In addition, my son attends band camp at FSU every Summer, GO 'NOLES! This year since he's going into high school, the camp lasted two weeks, i.e. the hubs and I drove four hours one way to Tallahassee and back three weekends in a row as there was a performance after both the first and second weeks of camp.
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Meanwhile our daughter was attending an art and drama day camp for three hours/day for 5 weeks. They did a production of "The Wiz." Wait, "Ease On Down the Road?" Maybe that should have been the title of this post. Anyway, luckily, her camp was located just a few miles from our rental home.
However, in mid-July we traveled with the F.L.P. to West Palm Beach for our annual Dave Matthews Band Weekend! They didn't tour last year, so bada bada hoo hoo!
We moved from the West side of O-town to the East side of O-town which doesn't sound like a big difference, but it is...a one hour one way difference...a one hour one way four times a day difference...a one hour one way four times a day for a month difference! That's a lot of van time! We're in the process of short-selling our home, a process which taken almost two years and we still haven't closed on the deal. We moved already because we were supposed to close at the end of May. F.Y.I. "supposed to" is a four-letter word. So we drove an hour one way four times a day for the last month of school.
We also continued to shuttle the kids to music lessons, 8th grade celebrations, Girl Scouts, and attended our son's end of the year concerts, all of which were in Apopka.
For Father's Day, we spent a weekend with friends in Ft. Myers
In addition, my son attends band camp at FSU every Summer, GO 'NOLES! This year since he's going into high school, the camp lasted two weeks, i.e. the hubs and I drove four hours one way to Tallahassee and back three weekends in a row as there was a performance after both the first and second weeks of camp.
OMeanwhile our daughter was attending an art and drama day camp for three hours/day for 5 weeks. They did a production of "The Wiz." Wait, "Ease On Down the Road?" Maybe that should have been the title of this post. Anyway, luckily, her camp was located just a few miles from our rental home.
However, in mid-July we traveled with the F.L.P. to West Palm Beach for our annual Dave Matthews Band Weekend! They didn't tour last year, so bada bada hoo hoo!
And finally this past weekend the hubs and I schlepped down to South Beach (in Miami) for his 20 year high school reunion. Go Cobras!
Needless to say, we won't be going anywhere anytime soon! :)
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