If you have been reading this blog for long, you know that this time of year, I disappear off the face of the Internet. The $*&^# cookies are here, and that is all you need to know. For lack of ANYTHING else to blog about because there is NOTHING else in my brain besides cookies, I thought I would share a few facts, thoughts, and otherwise useless bits of information about Girl Scout cookies.
So there you go. Maybe you have learned something today. Want to buy some Girl Scout cookies?
I have written previously about elementary school talent shows. I have all the respect in the world for the kids who choose to perform, but that doesn't change the fact that watching group after group lip sync to Taylor Swift gets a little monotonous. Now that Elise has moved on to middle school, I was anxious to see what sort of talent one finds at a middle school talent show. There were certainly a few squeaky, off-key performances, but overall, there was quite a lot of genuine talent. There were a couple of singers who looked ready to hop on stage at American Idol. It was fun to watch how the kids (along with their talent show acts) grow and change from elementary to middle. The hit of the night was a kid who danced to a Michael Jackson medley. He was amazing. He WAS Michael Jackson - the hair, the sparkley glove, the moon walking, the crotch grabbing, the signature dance moves. It blew me away. He was committed and nailed it.
I don't think anybody could upstage the Michael Jackson act, but Elise did a great job in her own right. She even got a bit of a standing ovation at the end. She made this mamma proud!
Last night, there was a sleepover at our house involving 6th graders, giggling, whispering, texting, and a poor little six year old desperate to be included. At one point, the giggling and squealing came downstairs to the kitchen. J.C. spoke to them, and one girl giggled to Elise, "Should I tell him?" Elise said, "Sure!" The girl squealed, "I asked a boy to the Valentine's Dance, and he said yes!" We congratulated her on the big date, and the girls went on their way. This morning, we had this conversation:
Me: "So, is the Valentine's Dance like the last dance where it is right after school one afternoon?"
Girls: "We don't know."
Me: "Well, when is it?"
Girls: "We don't know. We've just heard people talking about a Valentine's Dance, and usually when people talk about things like this, they happen. It would make sense. This would be a good time of year to have a dance, and it just makes sense for the occassion that there would be a Valentine's Dance."
Me: "So, you don't know whether or not there is a dance, and if there is one, you don't know when it is, but you have a date for it?"
Yesterday was our first "snow day" of the year. In my using the term "snow day", do not make any hasty assumptions that there was actually any snow, or ice, or sleet, or hail, or anything that bore any resemblance to snow. No. School was closed due to the "threat of inclement weather." To be fair, the forecast was for snow to start about noon. It seems like that might warrant an early release, but instead, the school system shut down completely. We saw our first snow flake about 5:00, after all kids would have been home had they gone to school. "Snow day" number one was a bit of a letdown for those looking forward to a winter wonderland. Instead, I (thankfully) went to work while JC drove all over town to every Target, Sears, Home Depot, and Kohl's he could find in search of rock salt, snow boots, gloves, and hats for the girls. He was only marginally successful in that quest. I can only assume that most of the population of our county was doing the same.
Today though, for snow day number two, we actually got snow! Pretty snow! White snow! Cold snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! That whole "snow day" thing started to make sense.
We trekked over to the park where we found most of our neighborhood on the big sledding hill.
The girls had a ball.
J.C. did too.
One of my neighbors was getting in the action sledding with her kids.
J.C. walked over to me, took my camera, and said, "Go ride with Addie!" To my puzzled look, he responded, "You always say you should be in more pictures. Go sled. Blame your friend Allison! She's the one who says you should get in the picture. He had a point, so I hopped on the sled with my little.
We smiled, we laughed, we had fun... and then... we crashed into a tree. Oops. I think next time I'll stick to photography.
As we started to grow weary from hiking back up the hill over and over,
we took a break from sledding, ...
visited with our neighbor's cute shivering dog, ...
had a little snowball fight on the bridge, ...
and posed for a picture.
Then it was back home for popcorn, hot cocoa, and warming up in front of the fireplace. Now THAT is how a snow day should be. Although it hasn't been announced yet, I suspect we will have "snow day" number 3 tomorrow. I don't know how much snow will be left, but maybe just enough for a few more sledding runs.
While the most of the country was frozen solid with the polar vortex last week, Elise, Nina, and I headed to Texas Hill Country. It was a great getaway. We arrived in sunny Austin, and my BFF took us on a tour around town and out for a much appreciated Tex-Mex brunch.
and Elise taught M some jump rope moves. (M, you're welcome! I knew you'd love having this photo out on the Internet for all to see!)
That evening, we got all gussied up for my cousin's wedding.
The wedding was... interesting different unique... um... I have no words. Really. I'll just sum it up with the music below. The bridesmaids walked in to the ceremony to this music. Play it. Seriously. Even if you are one of those people (like me) who never watches videos on blogs, just play a little of this. You won't be sorry. Now imagine you are sitting at a wedding watching bridesmaids walk in to the ceremony to this "music". No words for it, right? Or maybe too many words? Anyway, just play it.
It was definitely not your traditional wedding. In the midst of the Star Wars light saber candlesticks, Dragon Ball Z cake topper, black rose bouquet center pieces, and the explicit lyrics to Thrift Shop playing in the background, the bride looked gorgeous, the groom smiled from ear to ear, (sorry... lousy photo!)
and Nina debuted her Miley Cyrus pose with her cousin B.
Elise entertained her cousin E, and I was able to catch up with family.
For the rest of the weekend, we visited with more Texas friends,
and pigged out on Mexican food
The polar vortex extended our trip an extra day by mucking with flights, and that was just fine with us! We had a great time deep in the heart of Texas!