Chellisms

Sounder Bound!

She made it! Now all she has to do is last through the game and buy a foam finger and she will be in heaven.

Go Sounders!

Take One

 

Yesterday was a very long day. Bailey had the dress rehearsal for her year end ballet performance, Sleeping Beauty. She is a member of the Royal Court and opens the show.

Her class is made up of six girls, including herself, and they are partnered up off and on through out their dance. Their teacher left after Saturdays regular rehearsal for a summer long trip to PA leaving them without an instructor. Last night they were short one girl, the missing girl is someone else's partner in the beginning of the dance and Bailey's partner at the end of the dance. They also intertwine around each other three different times during the dance, I can't explain it I just know that the girls are mixed up missing one person.  Needless to say things did not go well.

We were at the Performing Arts Center from 3:30 to 8:30, we were actually released at 7:45 but since the girls actually only got to run through their dance once with no instructor help and had no idea what to do being short one person I cornered an instructor and asked her if it was possible that the girls could go over their dance again with a bit of help. You know, since Thursday is the performance and they don't know how to do the dance being one short. They got to run through it one more time with someone reading instructions off of a piece of paper. The dance was better the first time. The school has a strict policy that if you don't make it to a dress rehearsal you will not be allowed to do the actual performance, this does not bode well.

As a parent I am extremely irritated. I completely understand the teacher's situation and why she is spending the summer in PA. The school should have compensated for that, there are several other instructors who could have, should have, stepped in and pointed the girls in the right direction. I realize the girls are 7 and don't expect perfection, far from it. I expect and hope for her to have a good time and to learn ballet, something she absolutely loves. She was not loving it last night, none of the girls were.

The hard part is that Bailey loves her teacher. I am undecided about next year. The school is across town, about 30 minutes from the new place. There is a pricier more established school closer, much closer. The closer school is about 2 1/2 times as much per month and the classes are twice a week opposed to once a week but I think she will learn more.

Yes, I am seriously considering paying quite a bit of money monthly to keep her in ballet. Ballet is her thing. She loves it and is serious about it, even at 7.

I just have to make sure I can work a soccer schedule around it. Sometimes having a husband who works swing shift sucks donkey butt.

Tuesdays Too

Got held up by the train on the way to school this morning, sat forever in massive line of traffic.

A bird flew into the Jeep. Not inside the Jeep, it literally flew into the side of the Jeep. *thwack*

Kids were late for last day of school, trains fault. Bird quite possibly freaked me the frack out as well.

Mondays Blow

Today was no exception.

Thank you for your participation.

Flying Balls

It's not everyday that balls fly at my head.

Driving home this morning along a well traveled four lane highway I passed a well used golf course that is surrounded by netting, so at to protect passersby. To my surprise a white flying object came hurtling straight down through the sky toward the Jeep. I have to admit at first I thought it was bird poo, really big bird poo. Imagine my shock when it was a golf ball that bounced right next to the Jeep and then up and over.

Scared the shit out of me. I am pretty sure had it hit the Jeep I would have freaked out. Then promptly pulled into the golf course lot and tried to have a very calm conversation with them.

Hey, I said tried.

Stop the Music

Currently sitting outside the school waiting for dismissal. Several students are on the grass playing flute-type instruments for my listening pleasure.

My ears want to bleed. I feel the need to invest in earplugs and hope that next years music room is further from the front of the school.

Oh, I recognize one of the girls as being one of Taylors friends and the same age and grade. That means my kid inflicts this same *delight* on other unsuspecting visitors as well.

Oh, the joy! This is why I love parenting. The random ear bleeding moments.

Pluses and Minuses

+ We are fully moved in to the new house.

- We have been trying to get a hold of the owners of the last house since the 1st of June and have gotten no response.

- Turn over for the house is supposed to be tomorrow. See above minus.

+ Girls have made friends in the new neighborhood. Taylor is the oldest of the kids so far, next oldest is 7.

+/- We have become the target for the ding dong ditchers in the neighborhood. It is fricking hilarious, so far. I can't wait to catch them in the act. Or figure out where they live and return the favor. Ha! I kinda hope they keep it up so I have something to look forward to.

- I have officially lost my shot at Parent of the Year 2009. Took the girls to the Dr. a couple of weeks ago and mentioned a cough Bailey has had for a while. Thought it was allergy related and wanted recommendations. Ha! She has asthma and I am officially a dumbass. Well, she has allergies too. Oral steroids to clear the wheezing and cough from her chest. Two inhalers daily and Flonase daily for her allergies. Yay...

+ Taylor was declared healthy at that same appointment. That counts for something. Yes?

+ Tim's commute to work has gotten a ton better since we moved closer to the unnamable job. He leaves the house about 25 minutes later than he did at the old house even though we are only about 7 or 8 miles closer, interchanges and traffic.

- My youngest is an emotional mess. I am not sure if it is the new meds or what but I am ready to pull my hair out. She has moments where all she does is cry, she can't tell you why she just cries. We go back to the Dr. on the 22nd if I can't get another appt sooner. I could be bald by then.

Hey, my list came out balanced. Surely that must be a first.

Moved

Mostly.

We are mostly moved in. As of tonight the last of the bugs seem to be worked out. Cable and internet were installed this morning and a plumber was here for the dishwasher this afternoon. The garage door sensors have been rewired only to discover that in the interim the garage door was wired to a light switch. Don't get me started on that but Tim fixed it, don't ask about that either but it was relatively painless.

Tim and I primed the girls bedrooms weekend before last, it was an experience. I have also decided to never move into another house with border or wallpaper on any wall.

This was Bailey's room, I neglected to take a before picture. The border was a pink and purple swag with lavender walls and the room was originally slated to be Taylor's but...

 

This was while I was peeling border from Taylor's new room. She wasn't feeling Buzz. I kinda felt like I was in there for Infinity, and beyond... har.

 

Did you know that no matter how much you soak border it has a tendency to shred? And leave behind a nasty glue residue? And be gooey and gross and will take you days to peel off and sticks to everything. And it re-texturizes the wall underneath. Gah!

*deep breath*

So, after I peeled and Tim and I primed he had to work. Hmmph. Pete helped me paint. Okay, Pete painted and I did all of the edging and corners and stuff. We knocked out both rooms in about three hours and I do not have pictures for you. Taylor's room is a pale lime green, not as pale as I had hoped. Kind of shocking really, before it had furniture in it every time someone walked in they said whoa. Even a random handyman dude. Bailey's room is, heh, pink. It looks like Hello Kitty yakked on her walls and she loves it.

We moved our furniture and stuff this past Saturday.

Mostly.

It turned out to be one heck of a bang up day. Blood was shed within the first 30 minutes (Pete). Glass was broken (me). Blood was shed, again (Pete). Fools locked themselves out of places (Tim and Pete). An emergency room visit was encouraged (Pete) and declined. Beer was drank (sadly, not me).

Evidently we expect a lot from our helpers. And then we beat them to get them to work.

 

He got attacked by the treadmill. It doesn't look bad until he turns sideways and you see that he is missing a chunk of flesh.  

That's our cover story.

If I told you the real story then the ninjas, pirate and a man in sequins with a purse would be after me.

You do the math

Paint in my hair+tape on my foot+boxes in the living room-Tim at a conference during the day+a garage door wired to a light switch=moving time

I thought we moved to Washington to stop moving. Hmmph.

This move puts us closer to the workplace that shall not be named. It also puts us past two major freeway interchanges which is a major plus, especially considering I almost took out a taxi on one of those interchanges last week. Oops...

I am so not feeling this move. It comes at a bad time. Tim is at a class this week so he is home at night, but that is it and has to work on his regular Friday off. Saturday we are moving furniture and if he gets called to work my head might explode.

The girls will finish the school year at their current school and then change districts. We are headed for physicals and shot record checks this afternoon. I noticed when filling out the paperwork for the new district that Tay only ever had one chickenpox vaccination. Er? Maybe it's a combo.

Am going to see about getting lime green paint from hair now. Help...

Kiss!

I just had the best idea, the four of us should dress up like Kiss for Halloween. Isn't that a great idea?

Bailey is my only hold out. Hmmph.