Last week I was a little, um, grouchy. All week. I wasn't sleeping well among other things and life has been extra-busy. But I felt better after getting a few things off my chest (ahem), and after witnessing Barack Obama sweep all the Democratic primaries and caucuses this weekend. Yesssssss.
Friday night we had our family movie night—a bath, some jammies, and a little Jungle Book and fondue:
The dippers: boiled taters, green apple chunks, nitrite-free kielbasa, sweet gherkins, blanched cauliflower...and baguette, of course! (not pictured)
Then I took two Tylenol PMs and slept for 12 hours. I needed that.
On Saturday it was gorgeous and in the mid 60's here in NorCal so we went on a long bike ride. Then friends couldn't use their tickets to see a Children's Theater performance of Stuart Little so we did that. This is the third Children's Theater performance that I've
tortured myself with taken the girls to this year, and I just gotta say, the performances would be 1000% better if the kids would just project and e-nun-ci-ate. Costumes, make-up, sets, I don't care. Perform in all all black in front of a black scrim. I just want to hear the frickin' lines. That is all. I'm too young for assisted listening devices.
J. wasn't feeling well (and neither was our sitter) so we cancelled date night and stayed in. I finished reading one of the best books I've ever read (Pleeeeease go read it, even if you don't like football. You will not regret it.). Then again with the sleep thing.
Today we went to hippie church where suddenly and surprisingly I find myself helping out with one of the CRE classes. Everyone always asks me if I am going to go back to teaching and I always say no, but this might be one way that I can keep up my teaching chops. Plus we do fun things like make Chinese dragons and stuff.
Later in the afternoon we went to a party thrown by Disneyland. They are trying to woo mommy bloggers and pride themselves on their mommy blogger outreach. They told us so. But when one of the Disney execs asked who I was, it was like I was speaking another language. ("Uh huh! Rilly! That's cute!") I've been one of Family.com's parent team advisors for a year and am featured on the Wondertime site...hello? Crickets. So much for doing their research on who was attending their party. Never mind, though, the kids had a great time and we took enough pictures that we should be able to convince them when they are older that yes, we actually did take them to Disneyland.
It took Wallie 45 minutes to get up the courage to take a picture with Cinderella.
Now I wrap up this post in time to watch Cirque du Solame do a vomitous tribute to The Beatles on the Grammy's. And y'all know how I just love The Beatles. /eye-roll.
Huh. Maybe I'm not quite done being grouchy.