The FINAL NaBloPoMo Post for 2008
Today marks the last post for NaBloPoMo. I have to be honest, I didn’t think I was going to actually finish this month out with all 30 days accounted for. But I did, and hopefully you found a few posts that you enjoyed. However, if you are new to my blog (or you just didn’t read me this month), here’s a lovely recap for you.
It’s been a fantastic month! One more until 2009! Thank you for reading!
Posted by Shash @ 5:01 am
| | November 30, 2008
No electronics were harmed in the making of this party
And for that, I for one, am VERY grateful.
And yes, I saw the movie. Final tally:
- Edward= HOT but looked constipated instead of angsty.
- The shimmering like diamonds skin = EPIC FAIL.
- Rosalie= I pictured her in my mind like a Veronica Lake type. Not what was translated on screen. AT ALL.
- The Family Playing Baseball: Best Scene EVER, right after the forest scenes that were stunning.
- The kids at the High School: Too skinny. Scary skinny.
- The makeup job for the Cullen Family= whomever did the makeup for this film needs to be relieved of their brushes, and the cinematographer who saw the dailies needs glasses. How they could let that makeup job be projected on cinema screens is baffling. It was HORRIBLE, and very distracting. Humpf.
I was resoundingly disappointed. The only saving grace was that I was with people who felt just as I did, and we could commiserate. Oh, and a theatre that had a full bar. That was a nice touch.
Now, I need a nap, and some ballet in Mount Dora. After that, dinner with the family, and game night. The perfect end to a perfect weekend.
Posted by Shash @ 6:14 pm
| | November 29, 2008
To see Twilight, to break bread with friends, and to dance until I can’t dance no more. I’ll be back tomorrow with stories and a few photos. I’ll be keeping my purse close and my camera even closer!
Ta ’till tomorrow!!
Posted by Shash @ 12:47 pm
| | November 28, 2008
The Must-Have Things for Thanksgiving
In order for Thanksgiving to be successful and for us to be properly thankful, the following components MUST be in place:
A pool that children can swim in. Oh, and it must be heated.
Schmearcase. If you’re nice I’ll share the recipe.
Olives!!!! Lots and lots of olives!
An incredible looking turkey…
An impeccably set table…
A cut-throat game of Phase 10…
Family gathered together at the table; eating, sharing, laughing.
Oh, and something to entertain the kids…
Hey, guess what? I’m off tomorrow to the Tampa area to hang with some fabulous friends
and FINALLY see the movie
!!!! I’m so psyched!!! So tomorrow’s post will be light, and Saturday’s post will have a hangover. Don’t miss it!
Posted by Shash @ 12:20 am
Today, after a particularly invasive trip to the doctor, I popped into my favorite nail salon for a little bit of pampering.
During my pedicure, the girl attending to my toes massaged my legs while the SUPER! DELUXE! massage chair did the rest. I didn’t do what Casey did, but I came close.
Just when I thought my manicure was finished, the same girl who worked on my toes asked me to roll up my sleeves and gave me one of the most amazing hand and arm massages I have ever had.
Then! THEN! As I sat down at the drying station to dry my nails, she gave me a shoulder and back rub. I just about died in that moment. Heaven? I found it at my local nail salon.
I’m fairly certain that I got this royal treatment because of Britt. You know, because I’m kind of a big deal on the internet and all… (read #5.)
Tomorrow is Picture Day!! Come for the photos, stay for the hangover!
And hey, if you are traveling for Thanksgiving, stay safe out there. I’ll be here when you get back, okay?
Posted by Shash @ 12:17 am
| | November 27, 2008
Thankful Things, the 2008 Edition
In the spirit of last year’s post, I’d like to expand again on the things that I am thankful for this year:
- I am thankful for the job I get to do each day; working with children that amaze me and a teacher that inspires me to become the person I know I can be.
- I am thankful for my family; the one I was born into, the one that I married into, and the one I have created, either biologically or through lifelong friendship and love.
- I am thankful that we are sticking close to home for Thanksgiving.
- I am thankful for my co-workers, who make even the toughest days in the trenches of education a little bit more palatable.
- I am thankful that after eight years of waiting to see what would happen, finally stopped waiting and said “Yes, we can!” (and should!)
- I’m thankful for my allergy shots, even though I’m kind of having a reaction, because my migraines have not been as many.
- I’m thankful that I get to see Twilight with her and her and him, and hopefully her!
- I’m thankful for you, who read this and commiserate, or read this and laugh. Thank you for getting it, and me.
- I’m thankful for the ability to be with several of my loved ones on Thursday; still knowing that many others cannot, and wishing they could be.
- In closing, I’m thankful for the air that I breathe, the life that I live, and everyone who has entered my life, by whatever means necessary. I thank you for your wisdom, your kindness, and your strength; however it manifested itself. I thank you for your honesty, even when I might not have wanted to hear it.
- Now, I’m thankful that my husband is home, and we have chocolate chip cookies and TiVo.
Let me know in the comments what you are thankful for! Happy Thanksgiving!
Posted by Shash @ 12:43 am
| | November 26, 2008
Right now, in Heaven, my mother is laughing at me
As a teenager, my mother constantly admonished me when I did something wrong or disrespectful, which was probably rather often. I was a big eye roller or when I would think she wasn’t looking I would mimic her yelling at me from another room. I was probably really good at it, and on many occasions she would tell me “Just wait until you have children.” And I would laugh, because DUH, my kids would be nothing like me, they would be little angels and worship the ground I walked on.
Because that’s what stupid teenagers think at that age. I know that is what I thought.
And tonight it bit me in the ass. Hard.
Spiff has lately grown into a little teenaged snothead. Apparently eyerolling is hereditary, because he has totally inherited my gift. And, oh, does he own it. His “Of course you are“‘s are as pitch perfect as mine are. He can be carelessly cruel to everyone within a 5 mile radius. He can take his anger out on you not with physical violence, but with words and actions that cut as sharp as any knife you have in the kitchen.
In short, he’s becoming quite the typical teenager. And it’s pissing me the hell off.
Tonight, with each child having a friend over, the older boys ganged up on the younger ones during a game of Super Smash Brothers Brawl and decided that just beating them wasn’t enough. They had to yell and scream, with my son yelling loudest. When I called to my son from a room that we thought was far enough away from the action but yet we could still see them (because adult supervision means just that – supervise) to tell him he was being too loud, I saw with my own two eyes my child, the fruit of my loins, the child who I worry about constantly that he won’t fit in – ROLL HIS EYES WHILE I SPOKE and then MOVE HIS LIPS IN A MOCKING MANNER as I spoke.
I believe children should outlive their parents, but in that split second, it SO could have gone the other way.
I also heard the laughter of my mother in Heaven. It was loud, and long, and it resonated. I felt my house shake.
I have conflicting emotions. I’m so mad, and so hurt that my son did that. Yet, I have to grudgingly admit, I’m kind of proud of him too. Proud that he’s doing normal teenage things; reacting just like a normal teenager reacts. It gives me hope for the future. His future as a teen and later an adult.
Provided I let him live past his teens.
Posted by Shash @ 2:11 am
| | November 25, 2008
Peekaboo, I See YOU!
Shady giving the kitty stink eye.
“Stop taking my picture, woman!
I think I missed a golden Halloween costume opportunity.
Scamp should have gone as Edward.
Note the gap in his mouth.
Hey, It’s Sunday. It’s all I have for today. Well, besides laundry.
That I have LOADS of! (Get it?!)
Posted by Shash @ 4:56 pm
| | November 23, 2008
What I Do On Saturday Nights
Meet the Dungeon Master
My Precious Dice
My Awesome Brothers
Family dinner and game night with my family.
It doesn’t get much better than that.
Posted by Shash @ 3:41 am
What Not to Wear on the Preschool Playground
You may not have noticed it, but the weather has turned rather frosty the past few days. I say you might not have noticed it because your child did not come to school with a jacket or a coat. Yes, I know we live in Florida and access to Big! Huge! Winter Coats! is not as easy as say, those who live in Vermont or something. However, we do have the Internet, and as UPS so amazingly showed me just this day that they do, in fact, deliver to a residence; you too can have a jacket for you sweet little snookums to keep warm while your child walks to class. Not to mention the cafeteria. Most especially, the playground. It’s a mite cold out there on the playground.
The above might explain why in just the past 7 days, our full house of eighteen students has dwindled to twelve.
Parents, nothing thrills us more than to see your child appropriately dressed each day for school. Pants when the weather is cold, shorts when the weather is warm, or here in Florida, freakin’ hot. We love to see the boys in polo shirts and khakis and the girls in lovely dresses. However, we have noticed a trend we think you should be aware of. Lately, we have seen a few girls coming to school wearing what we can only describe as their Sunday School dresses. An lo, they are beautiful. The girls especially enjoy twirling around in a circle, the skirt spinning around in a circle. It is quite a sight.
We thought it might be a good idea to inform you what else the girls really enjoy about wearing the dresses; they make great shovels in the sandbox. It is the perfect size and shape to pick up large quantities of sand in one corner of the sandbox and carry it to the other. The boys stare in jealous awe at the girls’ ability to bulldoze the sandbox in thier favor.
It is really funny.
I’m sure you’ll laugh after you launder that dress. Okay, maybe not the first time, but the second? You’ll laugh, I know you will.
Oh, and if your kids bring home a box of Tide wrapped in a pretty bow…well…you’re welcome.
Posted by Shash @ 4:42 am
| | November 22, 2008