12/09/06 Cruise Continued ~ Pirating Bananas DIS Geekorama Part 2 Part 9

[klineyqueen]

 

[lbgraves]

DrHug and I took a ballroom dance class a few years ago. We don't remember much of it, but we have fun!

Edited:
We jokingly call ourselves Fred and Ginger...for you kids that is Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers.

I guess that I am not a kid anymore since I knew who you were talking about. DH dances a mean traveling cha cha and waltz.

 

[lbgraves]

All I am going to say is...why in the world didn't you break that into several posts??? You do realize that we are trying to reach a milestone????

He must be so stunned that he forgot.

 

[lbgraves]

have you guys heard of "he ain't heavy, he's my brother"? That's a line from an old song or something isn't it? I suggested it for a pic of the boys (finally got to place my order from Saturday's session -- remembered my wallet this time) and both the employee helping me and my dh had never heard of it.

The pic is so cute, it's JP holding Jackson on his back. It was one of many I couldn't resist. I am afraid to tell dh how much I spent on pictures this morning, fortunately so far he hasn't asked.

That sounds adorable! Of course I know that song. Can't wait to see the picture.

 

[lbgraves]

I remember that rap..type... lyrics....

DH and i used to kid that we were going to name Abby (she ain't heavy; she's our Berner)

They made it into a rap song?

 

[klineyqueen]

I guess that I am not a kid anymore since I knew who you were talking about. DH dances a mean traveling cha cha and waltz.

That must be nice. I bet it is fun to dance with him!

 

[klineyqueen]

He must be so stunned that he forgot.

His wife will be home soon. Then everything will be back to normal!

 

[klineyqueen]

I DS just said "Mommy, you are a cutie this morning. But you better get Eliza and change her because she stinks."



His comment started out so darn cute and just turned!

 

[klineyqueen]

I better go and change the little princess. Have a fun morning!

 

[waltsgirl]

This is a riot!

I can't believe you found my picture!!

 

[lbgraves]

GIVE NOTHING BACK!!!!

 

[lbgraves]

I DS just said "Mommy, you are a cutie this morning. But you better get Eliza and change her because she stinks."



His comment started out so darn cute and just turned!

 

[lbgraves]

That must be nice. I bet it is fun to dance with him!

It is but sadly it has been years. They no longer have the country dance club around here.

 

[lbgraves]

Our trip has been APPROVED!!!! The kids will be excused for each day!!!!

 

[lillygator]

DrHug and I took a ballroom dance class a few years ago. We don't remember much of it, but we have fun!

Edited:
We jokingly call ourselves Fred and Ginger...for you kids that is Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers.

What age will I not be a kid? I turn 32 next month. - but I know who they are. In high school, we weren't allowed to just dance all day, we had to take an anatomy class, dance history, etc...very informative.

 

[brack]

have you guys heard of "he ain't heavy, he's my brother"? That's a line from an old song or something isn't it? I suggested it for a pic of the boys (finally got to place my order from Saturday's session -- remembered my wallet this time) and both the employee helping me and my dh had never heard of it.

The pic is so cute, it's JP holding Jackson on his back. It was one of many I couldn't resist. I am afraid to tell dh how much I spent on pictures this morning, fortunately so far he hasn't asked.

Artist: Rufus Wainwright
Song: He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.


It ws sung by Neil Diamond, Cher and the Hollies.

 

[lillygator]

I feel drained already this morning. Why didn't anyone tell me that girls are not such princesses all the time?

I had to bribe with pirate M&M's this morning for them to get dressed. I would love a morning when I either don't have to get out of bed to help someone or I only had to worry about getting myself ready. Selfish I know but so needed.

Lisa-that's great that everything was excused! I am sure that gives you peace of mind finally.

 

[BuzzBoyMom]

OK Ladies,

Strike up the band, and warm up the strings - I’m about to fill you all in on my day!

Of course, last night I laid down with Sophia, and promptly fell asleep at 9:30 pm- well at least I got a good night’s sleep.

Get up early, wolf something down, take the dog out and feed the dog, now time to get Sophia up.

Today we started out the day with getting Sophia up for school and getting her dressed, and getting her breakfast (thank goodness there was ONE waffle left - of course no one warned me we were almost out - note to self - get some waffles tonight). Amy was kind enough to set out Sophia’s clothes for her (I am a typical male in picking out girl’s clothes - it all looks fine to me - matching - - what’s that?) This consisted of a skirt and long-sleeve shirt.

Then we have to do the hair. Now I would just like to know how many guys out there can do the ponytail thingy? I have mastered the ponytail thingy - with the rubber band whatsit. If I had to do two I would be in trouble, but one, I have mastered. Unfortunately, the child is growing out her bangs, and I have NOT mastered the hair clip thingy. So my child looks a bit lopsided as we get ready to put the raincoat on and wait for the bus.

The bus comes, and as we are heading out, the neighbor lady says to Sophia “Good day to wear a skirt young lady (meaning cold and rain) ha ha - her she knows her dad dressed her. Thanks a lot. I walk Sophia to the bus with an umbrella, and the neighbor’s two boys have to splash all the way to the bus in the street soaking the bottom of my pants.

Now to get the dog to day care, and get to the office - only two hours later than usual. Finally get to the office - ignoring the comments of “oh, banker’s hours, eh John?”.

The usual problems happen at work - that I will not bore you all with.
Leave work, pick up the dog. “Do you know what a hot spot is on a dog” . . . uh, no. Apparently she has chewed on her one toe exposing flesh. You will have to put some cream on that or soak it in epsom salt - uhhhhhhhh! I call home to ask the MIL to get Sophia ready for dance . . . she will not - she wants daddy to get her ready. Get the dog home, fed, and itch cream on the hot spot.

Sophia does not want to get ready for her Irish dance class. Why gentle reader? Because they are going too fast, and she does not think she is doing well. I promise to talk to Miss Erin, and explain Sophia’s concerns - I also promise to take her where she wants to go to eat afterwards . . . So I put on the hose and the tights (on Sophia of course) and off we go to dance. I also deal with the hair - not as lopsided the second time around. I am now looking forward to 45 minutes with my iPod.

We get there, and put on the “gillies” (Irish dancing shoes), and I talk to Miss Erin. Sophia still won’t go in. Why? She does not want to stretch - it gives her a headache. I explain this to Miss Erin, get Sophia in there, and finally sit down with my iPod for now 40 minutes of peace.

Except that one of the mother’s out there has a two year old that is fascinated with my iPod. How do I explain to mom that I am trying to watch Heroes on my iPod, and that yes, her 2 year old who was looking over my shoulder just saw a man on my screen with his head sawed off at the top? I shade it so she cannot see it, and she finally gets bored and moves away. Down to 30 minutes now.

Well all the moms are blah, blah, blah at an annoying tone, and it is almost impossible to concentrate on my show. The only other dad is trying to take cell phone calls, and they are now laughing and pointing at him and me. Seems they think it is funny he has a pink dance bag, and I have a purple one. ha ha ha They ask if we shop at the same boutique.(they probably play violins in their spare time).

Now mind you . . . I told Amy when this whole dance thing started that I did EIGHT years of baseball and Cub Scouts. I was a coach and everything. I kid you not I could count on ONE hand the games Amy went to in that time. She hates little league, as it made her nervous, and she wanted to strangle the obnoxious parents. I paid my dues and I did NOT want to deal with Dance. I know about as much about dance as Britney Spears knows about quadratic equations. But here I am, at dance, with chatty women who will NOT let me watch my show!

Dance is over - the show isn’t. So where does Sophia want to go for dinner? A cheap burger place like my DS would have? Noooooooooooo.... she wants to go to Ruby Tuesday’s! OK - I’m a sucker, RT it is.

Of course, on the way there my cell rings, and it is a problem at work that a Manager has no idea how to handle. It of course would be hard to handle for someone with a social work degree, but they still call me.

RT was decent food, but Sophia was antsy, and the table was one of those that if you just bump a little tips like a drunken sailor, and stuff goes sliding. Of course this happens many times, and I am thinking of Becka at Red Lobster. When she finishes her food she wants to get up and dance for the patrons to the music that is playing.

Dinner over, and on to the grocery store to get waffles. Of course we have to get cookies too, and the lady at our bakery gives her balloons. I hate balloons. As I am pushing the cart, Sophia is sitting in the basket with the balloon strings, and of course they trial behind ME, and around my head. She is laughing and saying that I look like Mickey Mouse as one balloon goes to each side, wrapping around my head.

Now Sophia wants to get dessert. Does she want an ice cream cone from DQ - noooooooooo.... Mom has trained her well. She wants hot chocolate from Starbucks. So now we go to Starbucks, and I HAVE to get something don’t I? I told you all I don’t drink coffee much, but I get a Mocha, and now I will probably be able to be up long enough to get caught up!

Get home. Put dog out. Bathe girl. Get her set up with TV so I can DIS for a bit, and I sit down to see I am now 20 pages behind after trying to keep up all day ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

So play your violins ladies while I catch up - tune up for Brahm’s lullaby.

A Day in the Life . . . I read the news today oh boy . . . .

Meanwhile, Amy is jumping on her select comfort bed, and going to the Mall of America.

I need a cruise . . .

John1

John - thank you for allowing us to laugh WITH you!!!! Hugs!!! How many more days????

 

[Jhalkias]

John1,
I suppose you are looking for some sympathy?? Add two more kids then call me.

From THIS group??????

John1

 

[BuzzBoyMom]

Well last night was teacher conferences......

and dd well she got by....

After work, DH and I went to see the English and Spanish teachers and surpisingly she had the same grade in each class, an 87.

Later on (yeah we couldn't get them all together) DH went over to see the Science and Math teachers (While i got to go to my churchie mtg).
So he comes back and tells me she has a 97 in science and a ninety something in Math. Of course i had to ask, "Are you sure you went to the right conference and they knew who's parent you were, right.?"

DD is usually down to a C or D by now in science and Math well that's been shakey in the past too. (many a teary night because she needed help)
Maybe we've hit a turning point.

sorry to hear about the school bus incident, Lisa.

I forgot to mention that last week, DH witnessed one of the school busses pull out into traffic ahead of him and t-bone an SUV. (school bus had the stop sign; SUV was thru traffic on the road) Luckily no one was hurt but they did bring in half the paramedics and fire trucks in the county to the scene.

Kristina - great on your DD!!!

And wow on that school bus accident....I've actually reported a school bus twice this year...the driver barrels down a 25 MPH road and it is barely enough to fit her bus and my minvan thru...add some speed to it...she has pushed me off the road several times to avoid an accident. If she were going the speed limit, she could handle the curves and the narrowness.