Monday, November 25, 2013

 Well, the month of November is another month of "same old same old".  Case comes to play... Lilli does school... Hannah and Chad leave and go to school... I clean house.... people mess up the house... Lilli goes to dance and to be a helper at the dance studio... Chad goes to work out.... John goes to work and stays late nearly everyday.  See... nothing changes.  I did spend a couple days working at the high school over the past couples of weeks.  The elementary schools hired me to run their little "musicals" and that is nice because we will need the extra money to have any kind of Christmas.  Sadly, I have a problem collecting on all the money people owe me.  If I added it all up, from all the people that owe me a little something, I could collect nearly $2000.  However, I am not good at the collection processes.  Sigh.
 I've been working on Christmas presents.  I made this funny hat for Ben.  I used Case while I worked out what to do.  I think Case is a little disappointed I wasn't making the hat for him.  I will work on making him a hat if I get everything for family done.

Case is about to start a new adventure.  He has been going for some tests and it has been determined that he has some speech development issues and some cognitive development issues.  Since he is suppose to start kindergarten next year I finally convinced his mom that she should look into getting him help.  It will shorten his day with but I am glad he will get the help that he needs.  He so far behind where he should be.

 John and I took a weekend away.  We headed over to Lincoln City and stayed a a little hotel on the beach.  We hit a movie - Ender's Game.  We walked on the beach and climbed some rocks.  We even got stuck on the rocks for a minute when the tide came in and surrounded us.  That put an end to the playing on the rocks.  We took all our food with us and made some yummy dishes.  Mostly.... we laid around.  We've been running from one activity to another so long that it was nice to kick back and...


... watch a little tv...

... nap some more...
 ... enjoy the scenery...

sit on the deck and drink hot tea and watch the waves...

... work on Christmas presents and the Christmas letter...
 ... and watch a few sunsets.

This little trip could count for birthdays and anniversaries and maybe even Christmas.  Good thing too.  Chad made me cookies for my birthday... but the dog ate them.  John gave me nuts that made my tummy hurt... the dogs ate them too.  Kimber called and sent me Ben's hands making a paper hug.  My mom sent me $20 that Chad spent on gas.  I went to the acupuncturist and Lilli peed all over the car so I was late and the car stunk and I had to clean it up.  John worked late.  The kids ate the special ice cream I bought before the big day, so I didn't get any.  I tried to watch the Superman movie, but people came over wanting help for their issues so I didn't get to finish watching Superman save the world.  Really.  Birthdays are nothing special.  They are just another day.  I did get a call from Anna and from David and Carol messaged me.  My mom said I should do what Anna does and make it my "birthday month."  That would never do.  I would then have expectations and the people around me wouldn't meet them.  That just leads to disappointment.  The only present I got that wasn't consumed by someone or something else was Shrek that my friend Megan gave me.  Thanks Megan for remembering.

 The following weekend John and I tried to go to the temple and to have lunch with my parents.  I swear, the universe was against this idea. First, I had to attend a production meeting for Les Miserables.  The meeting went longer than I expected.  I asked John to call my parents and tell them we were running late but that we were coming.  He forgot.  When my meeting got over I had to walk to find john.  The car wouldn't start.  I didn't expect to be outside and didn't bring a coat, so I was pretty cold.  John flagged down a lady to get a jump start.  That didn't work.  We eventually called a tow truck.  Small problem.  John had parked at the top of a car parkade.  The tow truck couldn't get to us.  After our 2 hour wait, the truck driver walked to the top of the parking garage to tell us that we needed to push the Suburban to the bottom of the garage.  Really?  The car still wouldn't start.  Then the tow guy noticed that the battery connections were loose and tightened them.  It worked.  John was disappointed that he didn't figure it out for himself.  Meanwhile,  When I finally got ahold of my parents they were half way home.  Sure wish John had remembered to call them.  Sure wish they had called after their shift to see if we were heading up north.  Oh well... it wasn't meant to be.

 This past week I taught a scene painting class for a drama workshop at the high school.  I think it went fairly well... even if that last class I taught had attention issues. It was good to teach.  However, it reminded me just how much I don't really want to teach full time.
 Hannah got to go to some of the other classes offered that day.  She got to go to an acting class and a dialect class and a costume design class.  I think she had fun and got to learn some great new skills.
I'm also getting The Little Mermaid set ready to travel.  my friend Robert is going to use all the piece for his school production of The Little Mermaid.  The kids at the school have been great about carting it all up and/or down the stairs.

I've also gotten to see a couple of plays this month.  John and I went to see Into the Woods at Pentacle Theatre. I have a couple friends involved with the play and they did a good job.  We also went to the college production of The Inspector General.  It took me a few minutes into the play to realize that I knew the show... it's an old Danny Kaye movie!  I have two students in the show.  They did a great job.  The show was so funny.  Then, Hannah and I went to see Urinetown at McNary High School.  my friend Dallas is the theater director there.  Such a funny show.  I'd like to see that show done at Central.  Sure hope Jeff considers it.

The last event of the past few weeks was my anniversary... and again... it was just another day.  When I woke up Sunday morning I got ready for church.  I wished John a happy anniversary to which he said, ":Is that today?"  He was counting the trip to coast as celebration enough.  I get it.  but still, it would have been nice to have been remembered the date and had even written me a note.  I'm telling you, zero expectations is the best way to go.  I mentioned the morning conversation in jest on Facebook.  Some people commented.  Really.  It's ok.  I've got this... no expectations makes for a much happier life.

So... that is the week.

Friday, November 15, 2013

Things I Wonder

This morning I got up and John booked it into the bathroom.  Lilli walked into my room (mind you, it is 5:15 in the morning).

I said, "Rats!  In need that room!"

To which Lilli responded, "No I need it!" as she danced around doing the I-got-to-pees dance.

"Go to the other bathroom!"

For heaven sake!  We have two bathrooms in the house!  There is a family bathroom located conveniently off the main part of the house and there is Master Bathroom, oddly located in the MASTER BEDROOM! Why does everyone insist on using my bathroom?

At this point, I believe the only person using the family bathroom is Hannah.  Lucky girl.  Her bathroom remains fairly clean.

My bathroom, on the other hand, is always a disaster... and occupied.

Both Chad and Lilli insist on showering in my bathroom.  Thus, I need to get up at the crack of stupid to shower.  I never have a clean dry towel.  Clothing is always on the floor (even though there are laundry baskets right there, the extra effort to shed ones clothing into a basket is an over whelming  exhausting effort).  Hannah isn't exempt from using my bathroom.  She comes in too.

Family is not the only people insisting on using my bathroom alone.  Case refuses to use the main bathroom.  He can be seen running in desperation to use my bathroom..  More than once I have needed to clean the carpet in my bedroom when he was not able to win the race.  I'd rather clean the wood floor on the way to the main bathroom.  It amazes me that even guest in our home make the pilgrimage through my bedroom to use the bathroom.

What is about my bathroom that makes it so special?!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Boyack Report... A few weeks late

Sunday was not a peaceful day.  Chad is stressed about his finals.  He demanded John and my fullest attention to help him understand his writing class homework.  He is hard to help sometimes.  He is so crabby!  However, the biggest drama of the day is that I killed Santa.  You see… I thought Lillian knew that John and I were Santa.  After all, last year she kept saying that she knew we were Santa.  I had forgotten that I had tricked her into believing again, with the help of Yvonne.  My bad.  So when we were sitting around talking at dinner, and I mentioned that I was Santa, Lillian lost it.  I think she cried for an hour.  I tried to apologize.  It didn't work.  I tried to tell her that the spirit of Santa lives in us as we try to help others be happy during the Christmas season.  Oh well… Santa is dead now and I am in the dog house.

Monday I cleaned out the kitchen.  I threw out all food that isn't good for me (with the exception of the noodles that Chad lives on) and threw out all food that was too old and yucky to keep.  I got buckets to keep things in so that it would be easier to see what was at the back of the cabinet.  The worst part of cleaning the kitchen is that 15 minutes after I get done, someone comes in and makes some kind of food and messes everything up.  It is a rare thing indeed to have people clean up around here right after they make a mess.

I also attended the first audition for Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.  The first audition was just elementary school kids.  38 kids came, but only 13 kids made it to call back.  Most of them were so cute… even if they couldn't carry a tune.  The second day of auditions had nearly 70 middles school and high school students troop through.  Wow.  So many kids that can’t carry a tune.  Dance went well and call backs went a little long.  Finally, Witt posted a cast list.  I was amazed at the number of kids that refused the role they were given.  Clearly, they did not mean that they would take any assignment.  In all there will be 52 cast members.  Surprisingly, I have about 20 kids interested in tech stuff.  I had better work on dreaming up meaningful jobs for people to do.  Hannah chose not to audition because she wants to be involved with Les Miserables at the Pentacle.  She didn't think she could handle more than one show at a time.  Wise.  However, she is still helping with the high school play.  Right now she is a Production Assistant and if she is not cast in Les Mis I will teach her to call the show and make her the Production manager. (Although I am really hoping she gets into Les Mis.  It would be a fantastic experience).

I can't explain it. Today I feel like I am moving in slow motion. My brain is not firing like usual. I was trying to explain it to my husband. His response leads me to believe that he has bigger problems than I do. He said, "I have that same problem 5 out 6 days a week." He paused and we both started laughing. Obviously, he has bigger problems that I do. LOL. Meanwhile, I don’t feel like making food. I did well on the diet plan until dinner. But now I don't feel like eating or making food. Too much effort. I found some peanuts... and a bite of chicken. I think I will call that good. Meanwhile, I feel colder than usual too. Weird. Still have not found the energy or motivation to exercise. But hey... for two days in a row I have eaten under my allotted calories and reported in. That is something. 

I spent the morning Wednesday at the high school helping with a district choir festival.  A professor from OSU came and helped the 6 choirs in out district with their music.  Each choir got to perform 2-4 songs and then she spent 20-40 minutes with them helping to fix vowel, breathing, musicality and rhythms.  She was fantastic.  What amazed me was how many of the choirs were subpar.  No wonder Central’s choir does so well in competitions! … that and they do have a pretty amazing director.  I think my favorite comment from the professor was, “Say ‘don’t you’.  Notice there is no ‘J’.”  LOL.  We Americans are so lazy.  We usually say “doncha.”  Central’s choir was pretty amazing for only been singing together as a group since September… and it’s BIG! Over 70 kids.

That evening was the fall concert with an Irish theme.  They sang some very fun songs.  Really, all the choirs did fairly well.  I have to say I was impressed.  This seems to be a great group of kids.  Hannah sang nicely too.  She is getting to be such a great little singer!  I could pick her out during one song that her “jazz” choir sang.  (I use the term loosely because they rarely sing jazz music).  She told me that she ask the director about how well they were blending.  He said he could only hear her so she should blend with herself.  LOL.  The other girls are wimpy, I guess.

Halloween came and went with its usual blood and gore… really it did this year.  I was doing the dishes in a hurry.  I didn’t notice that I had put my extremely sharp Cutco knives with the point side up in to the silverware tray.  I my hurry I reach down quickly and felt instant pain!  AHHH!.  Blood was everywhere.  I
leaned on the sink and moaned.  The wound looked to be about ¼ deep.  Chad hurtled a chair and came running to help.  He got me a fresh gauze pad and some ice in a bag.   We were able to get the blooding to stop with pressure and elevation and a little chill from the ice.  I had a lesson, so we strapped the ice to my hand and I taught my student, doing my best to play the piano keys around the bag of ice.  After my lesson, I got the super glue out and glued the wound shut and put a water proof band-aid on my hand.  Let me tell you… it hurt!  It hurt to move my hand.  If my hand was hanging down it would throb.  The skin on my hand was super sensitive.  It hurt to even brush the pads on my fingers.  Good thing Joanna was willing to help with the traditional hot chocolate at Trunk-or-treat. 

To be honest, I wasn’t really excited about going to Trunk-or-treat.  I was seriously considering boycotting the whole thing for weeks.  After all, my kid that loved Halloween the most moved to La Grande; my kid that loved to help moved to Utah; my kid that eats the most is sworn off candy; and that leaves me with a teen that would rather hang out with her friends and a near tween that is getting the short end of the stick because I’m too tired to care.  But Jo started cracking the whip and before we knew it we were loading up the stoves and pans and carting it up to the church.  We had fed the missionaries that night and they were nice enough to help us set up.  Good thing since my hand was throbbing and I couldn't grip anything.  LOL.

Hannah did dress up as Sat and Pepper with her friend Reba.  They came to hang out by us before they went to Reba’s church youth group to play games.  Lillian took her costume on by herself.  She found someone to make her a cat ear warmer headband and black cuffs.  She found black clothes to wear.  She went to Jo’s house and made a kitty collar and tail.  John and I went as ourselves.

We have start “No School November” around here.  The first day of November the district choose not to have school.  I decided to take the kids to the zoo.  I tried to make a family day of it.  I got John to take the day off.   However, we had an unexpected guest turn up at our house, so John decided to stay home with the guest.  Then the guest left and John worked on projects around the house.  Meanwhile, I took Hannah and her friend Reba, and Lilli and her friend Leah to the zoo.  It was a great day… not to cold and not too hot.  The animals were all out and active.  There were even new baby lions.  Lilli pressed her face to the glass at the cheetah enclosure.  A cheetah walked right up and put his face on the glass to her face.  I didn't get my phone out fast enough and missed the picture.  Rats!

My favorite "animals" were the guys in the cherry-pickers hanging all the lights for Zoo Lights

On Saturday I drove into Salem and visited with Carol.  She had come to Salem to help her friend with Body By Vi at the healthy living Convention.  No one came with me because Hannah and Chad went to watch the state cross country meet.  Lilli had a job at the dance studio.  John was working on stuff in the yard.  I had a nice visit with Carol catching up on all the ins and outs of your households.  I wandered around the expo and had many people try to sell me stuff.  I even got a 10 minute shoulder massage.  I needed that!

Finally, the last thing about the last couple of weeks… Food poisoning and a new fridge.  Chad kept complaining about his milk being warm and even threw out a couple gallons because he insisted that they were bad. (I don’t drink milk so I never tested them).  Then John discovered that everything was warm.  Fridge dead… on a Saturday night.  We packed everything into coolers.  Chad got real sick and even skipped school.  And John and I went fridge shopping… and borrowing of cash.  Dang it!  It wouldn’t be so bad if the microwave had blown up (literally) a week before, Chad’s car starter dying, and other various dying and dead items in the household.  I am now to the point in my life where I can laugh it off a bit.  It’s not like I can take it with me.  

Hannah had a picture of her academic award.  She is helping me not be so lame.  :)