I’m worried. Hello Kitty has been like this in the Kid’s room for days.
I’m not sure what happened. She’s gotten so pale.
I’d ask her what’s wrong, but she couldn’t answer anyway since she has no mouth.
She’s obviously ill with some horrendous, debilitating, feline disease.
I hope it’s not contagious.
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I had a birthday this past weekend and totally got my way all weekend long would like to first express gratitude for my dad who suffered trauma upside down and all around at the hands of our 6 year old whirling dervish provided overnight babysitting services.
That oughta teach him to offer up such a thing.
What did we do? Where did we go for our Kid-free, weekend overnighter?
My game plan was to stay in downtown Seattle and see Wicked, the Broadway musical about the untold story of the witches of the Wizard of Oz, nominated for 10 Tony Awards. Too bad the show was sold out.
Mid-week, I learned that Seattle’s hotels were also sold out.
But aren’t I like a pit bull with a toddler in its craw? did I let that deter me?
After visiting OCD-land and refreshing my search page every minute on 4 different travel websites and refusing to cook meals for the family and basically going on strike for two days, a room popped up and I snagged it!
Okay, a little trickier than planned, but as Dubya would say, mission accomplished!
And the hotel was a stone’s throw from the theehtah! I could see the marquee from our window. Like, literally, it was a sign.
Now if I only had tickets…. Craigslist listed some from actual people as well as Satan’s minions scalpers, but they were hard to grab.
I even posted on craigslist what tickets I wanted. And guess what? The good news is someone wrote to me right away that they had 2 tickets!
The bad news is their email went into my Junk mail folder and I didn’t find it for 24 hours. Tickets gone. Even when I emailed 15 minutes after another listing went up, tickets gone.
So, we were left with hoping for last minute tickets being sold outside at showtime or trying Lady Luck at the pre-show ticket lottery.
We started with the theater’s lottery, put our names in the hat and waited with about 75 people to see which 10 lucky people would get to buy 2 tickets at $25 each. Great odds, eh?
The drawing began. At first, a couple of people clapped politely for the winners. Later, still waiting for their names, they stopped.
Then, one person turned down her win because her friend had already won. That meant one extra name would get drawn.
With every stranger’s name called, I rode a flood of feelings, like a teenager in love with a vampire, nervousness, sadness, excitement, depression.
Finally, holding the last little piece of paper, the man said “Wendy Wallace!”
I screamed, pumped my fists and jumped in the air! YES!!
No one applauded. They might have even glared a toxic glare.
And I felt real bad for them, see?
We even had a drink in their honor, the ones who wouldn’t get to see a sold out, Saturday night show of Wicked.
But that didn’t help. We were just so bummed for them.
Did I mention it was my birthday?
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Tagged Wicked
Once again, we went to the Kitsap County fair a few weeks back. Once again, a good time was had by all.
While the deep fried Twinkie was surprisingly delicious, the most memorable moment occurred in the piggy barn.
Isn’t this a precious scene? Besides relating to this plum-tuckered-out nursing mom (and her gargantuan nips!), I felt a deep, warm fuzziness for this:
Is that the cutest or what? Look closer.
Come on! That’s gotta be the most adorable pig tush in the world!
Luckily for the piglet, there was a fence stopping me from reaching over and pinching that sweet little butt.
It almost makes you want to avoid bacon, right?
I said, almost.
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It’s time for school (can I hear an “amen,” moms?) which usually means entering a new setting with a new classroom, new teacher, and new classmates.
At first, others might seem lazy.
Or perhaps their insecurities manifest as a tad Napoleon complex-like.
But given a little getting-to-know-you time…
and a some relaxed, one-on-one time…
you just might get close…
and find his crooked ears don’t bug you nearly so much anymore.
[no, we didn't get another dog. our neighbor got a puppy this summer and our beauty, Becca, is obviously still not too sure about him]
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[FYI, Mommyblogging rule 102: you must blog about your child's birthday parties.]
We had a birthday party last weekend, the big 6. Kid wanted it at the bowling alley, and since we could have pitchers of beer there her wish is our command, that’s what we did.
Nothing unusual about that.
Bowling alley provided balls, pins, lanes, lunch, and I made the cake.
Nothing unusual about that.
I left the cake-making to the last minute (also, not unusual), and freaked about not finding bowling pin-shaped candles (freaking out, not unusual) in my zip code, or our neighboring zip codes in Kitsap County, including a certain party store whose name rhymes with Hearty Pity.
Lucky for us, my brother-in-law was in town and he saved the day. How, you ask? Did he bring candles with him?
Oh no, my friend.
Why bring candles with you when you can make bowling pin-shaped candles on a lathe?
Duh.
See?
He started with a regular white candle.
Made a plastic template to scrape away at the spinning candle, and voila!
A perfect little pair. Two more pairs to go!
Isn’t he the cutest little thing?
These Alaskan men are so resourceful!
Here’s the cake:
And a good time was had by all.
[Update: I am reminded that the hubs was out of town that day, or else I'm sure he'd done the same excellent job...]
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Tagged bowling, candlemaking
No, not reds and golds. How about orange and fuchsia?
Shredded beet and carrot salad, a great fall dish. Shredded raw beets and carrots tossed in oil and vinegar (and a dash of sweetness if you like, raisins, cranberries, apples, whatever).
Yum.
And all that color has to be good for us as we gear up for school starting.
Not that the Kid would eat this….but maybe yours will!
This is the first I’ve made this dish and I loved it. Even the Hubs ate his veggies.
Trying anything new in the kitchen lately?
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