What's Going On?

I feel bad. This darn job of mine is really cramping my blogging style. I just don't have the time to read or write anymore. Clearly, I should bring this up to my boss, no?

Last Friday night Keith and I went to the school for a Mother Son Challenge sponsored by the PTA. We got there early, and there was already a line of mothers/sons waiting outside the gym. After a while of standing in the hallway, one of the PTA members came down the hall and ushered some of us willing moms into the cafeteria where the photographer was set up. So, Keith and I got in another long-ish line for that (and this is when I noticed the pizza stains on his face--AND on his shirt). Keith was instantly approached by a gaggle of young boys and they all wandered around the cafeteria making very, very strange noises and just being all goofy. Meanwhile, all the mothers are trying their best to herd their over-excited boys back into at least the general vicinity of the line. I just started cracking up. I mean--it was hopeless, OK? All these goofy boys and one really long line? Just let it go, Moms. Let it go!

Well, Keith and I finally got our picture taken (and it turned out quite nice, too), and then we mosied back into the gym. The line was EVEN. WORSE.

And what were we in line FOR? Glad you asked! The PTA had rented three inflatable games for the moms and sons. Inflatable twister. Inflatable bungee (something or another). Inflatable Joust (yes!). Well, Keith and I got in the very first line--which was the bungee thing. And we waited in line for an HOUR. All three lines had the same look--Moms waiting patiently while the sons RAN AROUND and maybe stopped to watch/cheer the Joust (it was great--when a kid defeated a mom, the boys would cheer--and vice versa!). Anyway, after the HOUR wait, Keith and I finally got to do the bungee thing. We strapped on a vest that had a bungee cord attached to the wall of the inflatable. The inflatable was divided into two lanes. Each person is handed a velcroed bean bag. On the signal, they RUN down the lane and try to adhere their bean bag on the velcroed strip in the middle of the lanes). Object: stretch yourself/bean bag the farthest down the lane (and not get YOINKED back by the bungee cord).

It looked fun. But they only allowed two runs (imagine the wait time if they'd allowed MORE?). Poor Keith tripped on our first run. But he took it like a good sport and laughed. The second run I watched him closely, and he "managed" to beat me by a hair.


I was all for getting in the huge line for the Joust next. But Keith wanted a sundae. "Listen, kid. The line is soooo long for joust that if we stop for the sundae, we are NOT going to have time for the joust. Are you SURE you want a sundae?" He was adamant. So, after a quick trip to the little boys room, we ate our sundae. Twenty minutes now until the Challenge ends. Sorry, kid. Not enough time to get in another line--so we grabbed our photo and pulled on all our coats/hats/mittens, and called it a night.

@#$%. I really wanted to try that joust! Typical Man! Stomach first!

Yeah. I could tell Keith was kind of bored most of the night. Waiting in line for an HOUR for something that is NOT a roller coaster just doesn't seem worth the effort. Ah well. We got a pretty decent picture, anyway.




This Friday is the Daddy/Daughter dance. Mary is excited that I'm letting her wear her "very best" dress--the one I bought for the family holiday pictures that never got taken (ahem!). Well, at least she and John will get a nice picture together in the new dress!

Monday night I made use of my old contacts at my old job and set up a Cub Scout visit to the phone company. It only took about 40 minutes--and it was great. The boys were completely fascinated (not to mention the dads). I got to see one of my old bosses (gee--one of the few not laid off lately), and we got to catch up. It was so perfect, I'm thinking of setting it up for my GS troop, too!




Every day Mary and her class is subjected to a math facts quiz. They take the quiz every day until they pass it. Up to now it's been addition, subtraction, and the multiplication tables (x2, x3, x4, and so on to x9). Every week we've had to deal with Mary being upset/frustrated if she didn't pass the quiz on the first try. Well, this week was the first week that there was a "combined" multiplication quiz. It had random multiplication problems on it. She was the only kid in her class to not only finish it in the time allowed, but also PASS it! John said that he even had another mother stop and say something to him about it when he was up at the school for Keith's cello lesson the other day. !! Good job, Mare! You're the envy of your whole class!