Stage Mother

That ship has sailed.

 

 

 

I noticed upon review, that when I was talking about Miss Brunette's summer job - I referred to it as "we got the job" at the pool.  I sort of feel that way.  We have driven her to lessons, swim team and synchronized swim.  Not too mention the meets.  We have also driven her to swim tests, cashier's test,life guard class, star swimming instructor class, etc.  I am sure I could think of more - but this is a limited blog.

We, in many ways, got the job.  We will be driving her to several training classes and an orientation.

We also think it is worth it.

Wrong Side of the Church

 

 

We usually sit on the gospel side of the church.  When I say "we", I mean me and my friend Mrs. Right.  She was on the epistle side and send me a text wondering why I was where I was.  I moved after communion.  Yes, I did, I moved and she scootched people over.  Scootched them.  That was a couple of weeks ago.

Today, when I was handed the blood/wine, I dropped it and my wafer went flying.  She and her husband, just about died laughing.  I went to the restroom for a wet paper towel.  Then, I went back to my seat.  I decided I would get in line again.  I told Mrs. Right, "what are they going to say, that I was over-served."  I don't think so.

Ta Da!

We went to a tea yesterday afternoon, it was good.  We dressed up and wished we had hats.
Another time.

The girls are good.  Busy.  We keep trying to be prepared as possible for April and May Mania.
The school year is winding down.

Back to tea,  I don't want a hat - I want a fascinator.  I long for a fascinator.

Girl Talk

I have a lot of girl news.

For the last two nights, we have been watching the Junior High's performance of "Bye, Bye Birdie".  It is really cute.  Our Blonde Girl is great in the play.  You ought to see her sing and dance.  She is very animated. 

Miss Brunette has a job this summer at a SSI swimming teacher.  You all remember that she is a certified life guard and got her swimming teacher certificate a month or so ago.  Wednesday was the draft and each pool director got two picks.  We don't know if she was a top pick, but we got a job at the pool we have spent every summer going to and from.  It is fairly close to our house and we are all super happy about it.

She also started driver's education today.  Another milestone!

We are happy about it all!

Going to the Dogs

Relations between un-Neighbor John are still not the best.  In fact, John may have accidentially or on purpose squirted Love Man with his garden hose or sprinkler.  Love Man was not amused.

In fact, Love Man yelled at John.

One of the perps!

We try not to let our dogs bark in the daytime for more than three minutes and they n
ow run in like maniacs if we even speak in a normal tone the word "treat."

I don't know what else to say about this

Undefeatable Fan

The University of Montana got a shellacking last night.  Love Man watched it until the bitter end as
Syracuse beat them soundly.  Miss Brunette said, "it's not looking too good, dude" and  went into her room. 

Blonde Girl was simply too busy dancing and singing in her room.

I sat with him for a bit.

I had to put out the Grizzly flag in case any one doubted his loyalty, of course that was before the game.

Long Arm of the Law

Yesterday, I started physical therapy for my arm.  It was good.  But, now my arm hurts.

I broke it when I was working at a soup kitchen for this charity organization that is for moms and daughters.  Our organization and one for sons was prepping for painting the interior and exterior.
The person that was to bring the ladders did not.  I was using a step stool, but after I threw something away - it was gone.  I started using a ladder. 

We had to move to another room and I was almost done putting the tape on the ceiling to protect it from the new paint.  I don't know if I was stepping to the ground or setting to the bench.  But, the bench was really rickety and I fell.  I landed on  my back and then hit my head.

I did not pass out.  I remember thinking as I was falling, "I am going to be hurt."

Two nurses were working on the painting and iced me to death.  After much discussion, my friend Mrs. A. drove me home to get my insurance card and Love Man took me to urgent care.  They said I was fine.  They did a x-ray and sent me on my way.  They did not even wrap my arm.

Love Man thought I should go back down there and work.  My car was there and so was Miss Brunette.  We stopped for a sodie and he drove me back.  I did not get on a chair to paint, but touched up for the rest of our time.

The next day I said to Love Man, "I ought to be able to turn my palms up."  I drove Blonde Girl to confirmation and went to church. 

I wasn't using my arm very much.  But, I wrote my article about the event for the local "paper".  I may have also vacuumed.

Love Man kept telling me, "don't hold your arm like that" and "you have got to use your arm."   Etc.
You get the picture.

My cell phone rang, it was the urgent care place, "the radiologist has read your report and you have a fracture, you need to come here immediately for a splint."

Someone in our house felt bad.