Saturday, January 31, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Also, you can see his new blog (Ian in Real Life) that he designed (the layout, banner [notice that the figure is Ian "ghosted"] and style) by clicking on the link on the side of my page. I've asked him to try to figure one out for me, so we'll see what he comes up with!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
God bless that boy! (Although now I know a few major security flaws in our house.) I was able to climb in through his window (greeted by a "huffing" Snowflake--the extent of her security detail) and get my keys.
But here's the upside. Had it been earlier, I would have been in my leopard-print pajama bottoms, socks, and a sweatshirt. At least I was dressed and wearing a coat (and shoes!).
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
One of the highlights of fifth grade in Alpine School District is the opportunity to attend Clear Creek overnight camp (located just above Scofield Reservoir) each year. This camp also provides a week-long leadership training in the summer for stuents who want--and can afford--to participate. The boys left on Wednesday and the girls on Thursday. I went up with three other moms to chaperone and assist their teacher, Mrs. Draper (who, as previously mentioned, is also one of my good friends).
After much weeping and wailing from Griffin (who was sure that I wouldn't return), the time came for us to go. We left the school at 9:15 with 22 girls and the four moms and arrived a little before 11. Let me point out that three of the four moms have been to Girls Camp together, so we started to get these girls prepped and ready through songs and other games. The bus ride was certainly not peaceful.
The first order of the day upon our arrival and loading of luggage into the cabins? Dodge ball, boys against girls. I gave myself the assignment of chief photographer, thereby excusing myself from the more violent activities. (I did join in for a game of moms versus girls a little later.)
a ropes course,
and karoake. Ellie sang two songs (one of which was Summer Nights from Grease, a truly filthy song, that hopefully 10-year-old girls don't understand!).
Unfortunately, Ellie saw the side of me that Maggie has seen for years. The "moms" performed three numbers: I Love Rock 'n Roll, Love is a Battlefield, and We're Not Gonna Take It. Ellie kind of sat through the first number, was hiding by the second, and left the room by the third. We had a long talk afterwards about it and how Maggie went through the same thing when I taught the sixth grade the Napoleon Dynamite dance and how by her girls' camp experience she realized she just had to get over it. Mrs./Sis. Draper reassured Ellie that what happened at Girls Camp/Clear Creek stayed at Girls Camp/Clear Creek. (Although helpful at the moment, Maggie told her later that all these things end up on videotape and become part of history.)
We packed up, cleaned the cabins, ate lunch, took some group pictures, then came back to Westmore.
me, Debbie Draper, Lisa Call, Diane Stringham, Terri Hatch,
Jordan Boswell, Carolyn and Paul Kenley
Once we got back into cell phone range, I started texting Ian, Mags and John to find out if the front door was locked. Not only were we an hour earlier than we had expected, but the van was back at the house so Ian could pick Ellie and I (and all of our stuff) up once we got back. Now we were early, had no mode of transportation, and no house keys. I figured no one would have locked it, but of course, it was locked. My friend, Cherise, took us home, but then came the next step: getting in the house. Ellie is fortunately still small enough that she could fit in through the dog door in the back. She just had to compete with the dogs who were trying to come out at the same time!
I stared at the television for a few minutes before Ellie wanted to go to her friends' house (as if they hadn't just spent over 24 hours together!), so I dropped her off, then came back for a few minutes before Ian and Mags got home.
I hope Ellie enjoyed it, even though she suffered mass humiliation.
P.S. When I went to pick Griffin up at the end of the school day, he said, "I didn't really miss you, Mom." Boy, that was a killer!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Ian didn't win, but we knew going into this that it was about having fun and not winning. We're proud of you E-Dog!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Anyway, here are some pictures from the luncheon. I took more, but just visualize lots of cute little girl outfits. And Piper Jo, we can't wait to meet you!
Way to go, you two!
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
In grand total, we had another foot of snow fall on top of the foot-plus we had already received and didn't really go away. It just compacted into solid ice, so you can't even get down to the grass. It just provides a platform for you to stand on.