Go first class!

The smashing baseball team was slated to go to the Lone Star State next week for a 10-day tournament. It surprised us newbies, but we bucked up got plane, hotel and car ducks all lined up.

Then, management threw a $225 per family you-owe-us last week, the ball fields don't allow outside food or drink and it's high freakin' summer in ( Read more... )

Yesterday, or rather Sunday, a friend put it to me this way:

You are so out of the box that if they made a doll of you, there would be the doll and the box right next to it.

I like that idea.

Credit Card people!

Sure, that's a big "duh!" for many of you. But I am still appallingly amazed at how slick they think they are. And even more appalled at people who truly sucker into their tripe.

I think the worst offender in my time has been Discover Card. I was canceling my card and the guy on the phone, yes, per his orders, tried very hard to ( Read more... )

I have recently met a nice woman at SVEC who is into sustainable living. She saw my healing goddess necklace and said, "We may have more in common than I thought."

Anyway, she's nice and has had her share of encounters with the fundies at SVEC. One once said no one should play Guitar hero because it was about the "Devil's music."  (I didn't even ( Read more... )

Heaven's theatre is fuller after this past week. Three compadres from Dallas exited stage left last week.

Spencer Prokop died after a 2-1/2 year journey with cancer. Dick Roberts, best beloved of Jane Goodman, succumbed to a massive stroke. And the darling Steve Lovett, imp and playwright, "saw the light" and went home after a quadruple bypass, coma ( Read more... )

Here lie/lay/whatever the remains of our ONLY year of experience with an extracurricular club. Yes, Camp Fire Boys and Girls.

<> Get ready for the rant ----

First off, when I was a kid it was Camp Fire GIRLS! That's it. Girls. You were a Bluebird, then moved up to Camp Fire at the various levels. I forget what they were, but there was much giggling ( Read more... )

All righty. The arts portion of the year has drawn to a close. The violin recital, complete with the Cotton-Eyed Joe dance, went well. The dance recitals went well too. I have issues with how they run the dance thing, but short of stepping up and doing it myself, I will live with it. But I do enjoy those moments of passing on hard-earned theater ( Read more... )

One would think dancers should be able to walk. Right?

Friday morning I was setting about to sew tap recital costumes. I grabbed my bag with the sewing supplies and proceeded to take the stairs to the basement. I missed the last three steps, landed on my right side. My right knee and toes took the hardest hits. Himself came to the rescue. (I love ( Read more... )

Wednesday, BamBam's art teacher stopped by my home base to say he had discovered girls. "What happened?"

She recounted the conversation thusly:

A friend of BamBam's Digiprep class asked how it went Monday. BB's answer was the typical "OK."

The friend countered, "But it would have been better if my sister were here, huh?"

"Yeah."

I asked BB about the ( Read more... )

Well, well, well. I have finally found something I don't like about SVEC - their firewall! When I am there I can't access yahoogroups, FB or LJ. *sigh* I see how behind I am.

BamBam is doing well with his baseball. He still is a wonder to behold when he connects at the plate.

Sparky is chugging along with his tap and violin. We have worked a short ( Read more... )