This past week has gone by in a total blur! The 5th grade had a special dance to celebrate the end of elementary school! They all dressed up and looked absolutely fabulous. I'll post photos as soon as my hubby sends them to me.
They had more fun than I had even thought they would. They had a "dance off," a limbo contest, played air-guitar and generally had a big ol' time! We laughed so hard just watching them.
At one point a basketball game erupted, but after a few minutes, dancing ensued.
Of course, I was a little proud that DS11 won the dance off. He had to use his inhaler afterward, but he was so proud of himself.
Next week should be equally frenetic. Tuesday, Elementary Honors day and 9th grade video game party; Wednesday, Middle and High School Honors day; Thursday; Middle and High School Pool Party and graduation. Saturday morning, diploma ceremony.
In the meantime, I am cleaning my house like crazy, trying to make sure that I have a good clear path through the house for after my surgery. It's not going to be easy getting around, I am afraid. Even worse, friends and family are going to come and visit and I don't want the place to be a total dump! I don't need that kind of sympathy!!!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
5th grade dance
Oh dear. DS11s teacher has decided to reward the kids for finishing up elementary school with a fancy dance, kind of a mini-prom, if you will. It is to be next Friday evening at our gym.
DS11 has a date!
A little girl asked him to go with her (even though he wanted to go alone and "play the field") and he said yes. When I asked him about it, he said, "I had to say yes, Mom. She threw up and everything!"
I nearly died laughing. Apparently, she worked herself up over asking him and threw up immediately prior. He took pity on her and now I am ordering a corsage!
What a hoot!
I just hope that he doesn't get roped into marraige one day because some girl messes in her pants!
DS11 has a date!
A little girl asked him to go with her (even though he wanted to go alone and "play the field") and he said yes. When I asked him about it, he said, "I had to say yes, Mom. She threw up and everything!"
I nearly died laughing. Apparently, she worked herself up over asking him and threw up immediately prior. He took pity on her and now I am ordering a corsage!
What a hoot!
I just hope that he doesn't get roped into marraige one day because some girl messes in her pants!
The Phantom Strikes!
Okay, maybe it wasn't so dramatic, but we held our High School Prom this past Friday at the Barnesville Civic Center. The theme was "The Phantom of the Opera" and the decorations and atmosphere was so beautiful and truly reminiscent of the Paris Opera House.
It's always fun seeing the kids all dressed up and proud of themselves. Unlike at the big, public schools, the majority of our kids came and danced the night away and had a blast. At large schools, the kids typically come in and get their pictures taken, dance one or two songs and then leave to go to one of the "after prom parties." Usually, in my experience as an educator, these parties involve either parentally provided alcohol or parents too dim witted to realize that the kids procured it for themselves. Needless to say, the behavior that ensues is not fitting for a Christian young lady or gentleman.
Some of the older kids in our group did have an after party of their own: cosmic bowling, in prom clothes, at a public, supervised venue. All parents reported knowing exactly where their kids were and when they left to come home. Gee, it almost sounds like adults acting like parents and not as friends. It also sounds like fairly responsible kids. Go figure.
It's always fun seeing the kids all dressed up and proud of themselves. Unlike at the big, public schools, the majority of our kids came and danced the night away and had a blast. At large schools, the kids typically come in and get their pictures taken, dance one or two songs and then leave to go to one of the "after prom parties." Usually, in my experience as an educator, these parties involve either parentally provided alcohol or parents too dim witted to realize that the kids procured it for themselves. Needless to say, the behavior that ensues is not fitting for a Christian young lady or gentleman.
Some of the older kids in our group did have an after party of their own: cosmic bowling, in prom clothes, at a public, supervised venue. All parents reported knowing exactly where their kids were and when they left to come home. Gee, it almost sounds like adults acting like parents and not as friends. It also sounds like fairly responsible kids. Go figure.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Allergies!
Okay, apparently, I am allergic to my hypo allergenic eye makeup. Lovely.
After wearing it for two days, my eyes are horribly red and sore. They did itch and burn while we were outside at the events, but I thought that it was maybe from pollen.
The only thing that helps is that when I took off my eye makeup, my eyes instantly stopped itching and burning. They still hurt from being swollen and rubbed, but the constant trauma stopped immediately.
I know that I am the palest non-albino person on the planet (don't believe me, the fairest foundations only work for me about 15% of the time, the rest are too dark or orange-y), and that with my Scotch-Irish complexion comes very sensitive skin, but good grief! Allergic to the hypo allergenic stuff? Isn't that just a tad ridiculous?
So much for feeling pretty at special events. Perhaps I should just go without and try to wrinkle up quickly, that way nobody would expect me to look nice. Sigh.
After wearing it for two days, my eyes are horribly red and sore. They did itch and burn while we were outside at the events, but I thought that it was maybe from pollen.
The only thing that helps is that when I took off my eye makeup, my eyes instantly stopped itching and burning. They still hurt from being swollen and rubbed, but the constant trauma stopped immediately.
I know that I am the palest non-albino person on the planet (don't believe me, the fairest foundations only work for me about 15% of the time, the rest are too dark or orange-y), and that with my Scotch-Irish complexion comes very sensitive skin, but good grief! Allergic to the hypo allergenic stuff? Isn't that just a tad ridiculous?
So much for feeling pretty at special events. Perhaps I should just go without and try to wrinkle up quickly, that way nobody would expect me to look nice. Sigh.
Happy Mother's Day!!!
Happy Mother's Day to all of the mommies out there! I hope that everyone gets to enjoy a little love and appreciation today.
Our Mother's Day has been pretty low key so far. DS12 gave me a cute little craft project that he made me to hang in my room. It is lovely and I know that he has to work so very hard to create things, so it is extra special. He even made one for his Granny.
DS11 made his at school and it isn't quite ready to come home yet. I overheard something about a kiln, so I suspect it is a lovely clay project. I can't wait!
Hubby ordered me a sun hat (which I have desperately needed for my fair skinned self) that has an SPF 50 built into the weave of the fabric. That will get worn lots, as soon as it arrives! We have always laughed that "Vampira" can't get out into the sun very much as I will burn. Plus, with a history of malignant melanoma in my family, I am trying to be very vigilant with myself and the boys about preventing skin cancer.
Hubby did take me out to eat at the Grits Cafe in Forsyth, Georgia last night for a grown up meal and a little "us" time, which was a nice treat and probably more of a gift to me than he would even realize. We had worked so hard that day that it was a nice reprieve for us.
Today, we drug ourselves out of bed. DS11 was sounding raspy, so we gave him an albuterol treatment and went on to church. Right after communion, he started audibly wheezing so horribly, that I rushed him home for some Pulmacort (an anti-inflammatory treatment for asthma. We take it once per day, usually, but he can have it twice per day when his asthma is really acting up). Hubby and DS12 went to take Granny and Grandpa out to lunch and give gifts for her mother's day celebration. They will bring us back our lunch.
DS11 was upset that he ruined my Mother's Day. He doesn't realize that he really couldn't, that taking care of my family is what Mother's Day is about. I want him to be well. I want to take care of him. Plus, I am getting a little rest too. Not a bad deal!
Our Mother's Day has been pretty low key so far. DS12 gave me a cute little craft project that he made me to hang in my room. It is lovely and I know that he has to work so very hard to create things, so it is extra special. He even made one for his Granny.
DS11 made his at school and it isn't quite ready to come home yet. I overheard something about a kiln, so I suspect it is a lovely clay project. I can't wait!
Hubby ordered me a sun hat (which I have desperately needed for my fair skinned self) that has an SPF 50 built into the weave of the fabric. That will get worn lots, as soon as it arrives! We have always laughed that "Vampira" can't get out into the sun very much as I will burn. Plus, with a history of malignant melanoma in my family, I am trying to be very vigilant with myself and the boys about preventing skin cancer.
Hubby did take me out to eat at the Grits Cafe in Forsyth, Georgia last night for a grown up meal and a little "us" time, which was a nice treat and probably more of a gift to me than he would even realize. We had worked so hard that day that it was a nice reprieve for us.
Today, we drug ourselves out of bed. DS11 was sounding raspy, so we gave him an albuterol treatment and went on to church. Right after communion, he started audibly wheezing so horribly, that I rushed him home for some Pulmacort (an anti-inflammatory treatment for asthma. We take it once per day, usually, but he can have it twice per day when his asthma is really acting up). Hubby and DS12 went to take Granny and Grandpa out to lunch and give gifts for her mother's day celebration. They will bring us back our lunch.
DS11 was upset that he ruined my Mother's Day. He doesn't realize that he really couldn't, that taking care of my family is what Mother's Day is about. I want him to be well. I want to take care of him. Plus, I am getting a little rest too. Not a bad deal!
A lovely wedding
Friday evening, hubby and I went to the rehearsal dinner for a wedding that we are providing photo work for. It was a nice and casual affair, with lots of hugs and laughter.
Saturday was the big event. The wedding was held at a local state park in an old stone pavillion that was built by FDR during the famous Great Works Program that occurred to help lift the country out of the Great Depression. It was absolutely lovely and didn't require fancy decorations to be gorgeous. A few ferns and some tulle curtain panels in the "windows" were enough to render the event stunning.
A local "string band" came and played the music for the wedding and reception. They even came in suspenders and looked a little old fashioned, so that worked well in the location. They did a magnificent job and played old standards and love songs.
I can't wait to see how the photos turn out! The bride was gorgeous and the groom was handsome and they were both so obviously smitten with each other. It couldn't have been a nicer wedding.
Saturday was the big event. The wedding was held at a local state park in an old stone pavillion that was built by FDR during the famous Great Works Program that occurred to help lift the country out of the Great Depression. It was absolutely lovely and didn't require fancy decorations to be gorgeous. A few ferns and some tulle curtain panels in the "windows" were enough to render the event stunning.
A local "string band" came and played the music for the wedding and reception. They even came in suspenders and looked a little old fashioned, so that worked well in the location. They did a magnificent job and played old standards and love songs.
I can't wait to see how the photos turn out! The bride was gorgeous and the groom was handsome and they were both so obviously smitten with each other. It couldn't have been a nicer wedding.
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