Tis the Season
Oh the fun! Oh the joy! Oh the excitement! It's Christmas program night! Okay, now read that again, only this time, your voice should drip with sarcasm. I hate the Christmas program. Don't get me wrong, I love watching my little lovelies up in front of everyone, but good grief, by the time fifth grade sings I'm just tired. You see, Kindergarten performs first. Which is oh, so appropriate. The problem is that then they have to sit quietly through the rest of the program. You try to keep twenty Kindergarten children quiet for an hour. Keep in mind, they're wearing new clothes that they really want to show off. It's not pleasant. Last year I just joined in the fun. I made faces across the room at a little girl in the other Kindergarten class. We made faces and giggled for about twenty minutes. That is until her teacher put her in time out. I felt kinda bad, but then I found another kid to make faces at!
We always decorate for the Christmas program with Christmas trees. Each grade usually hauls over a tree, decorates it, and hauls it back to the classroom the next day. This year someone had the brilliant idea to have each grade make train cars. You guessed it, the idiot with great idea was...me. It sounded like a super plan, that is until we started putting the five foot train cars on the wall. We hung them at the top of the wall so that they could be seen over the merrily singing children. I think it turned out GREAT! However, under the brilliant, wonderful train were the words FAIRLAND OWLS in vinyl tape. So, would the duct tape pull the not-so-sticky vinyl letters off the wall? That was the question posed to us as we were finishing hanging the train. I stressed over those stupid letters all night! Thankfully they did not peel off!
After the program some of us headed over to the benevolent Turtle. I won $20.00 so I got to play for a while. Melissa also won $20.00. Tanya spent $20.00, but won it back before she left. So, we all got to play and it didn't cost us a thing. That's a winning night in my opinion!
Friday night Chaddy and I had dinner with Keith and Alyssa. I had to send my steak back. I hate to do that! Mikes has this delicious peppercorn steak. I mean, DELICIOUS! It is so good dipped in blue cheese dressing. I ordered it medium well. When I got it, it was still bleeding. Eww! They were really nice about taking care of it. One waiter even brought me and Alyssa some sort of tasty treat from the bar. He said it was leftover from a drink he mixed. It was a peach daquairi, I think. Whatever it was, it was good. And, how nice! Keith and I had a little bit of a disagreement at dinner. He said that my mom bought her Jeep from one individual, I said she bought it from someone else. I tried to bet him a thousand dollars, but Alyssa wouldn't let him shake on it. I tried a hundred, fifty, twenty-five...Alyssa never would go for it. I was so sure I was right! We finally bet that if I was right Keith would have to come to Christmas in a dress. If he was right, I would have to come to Christmas in my swimsuit. I was right! Shave those legs! Whoo-hoo! I'm so nice though, I'm not making him pay up.
Saturday Tanya and I headed to Branson to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat. How GREAT was that show! We got a little worried when there were only about eight rows of people. Two rows were from Claremore First Baptist Church. They had the guy in the audience before the show asking everyone where they're from. I hate that! "Where are you folks from? Deluth. Really. My cousin's wife's brother has a friend in Deluth. Small world, huh. Thanks for coming to see us today." What we did not hate was Mr. Joseph's abdominal area. Hello! My bet is that boy has never eaten a carb! Seriously, you can't eat carbs and look like that! Now, his face...not so much to look at. In fact, you kinda wanted to just look away. The abs. Another story completely.
We went to the outlet mall and to eat afterward. We ate at the Silver Dollar City end of the strip. I thought we could just drive straight out past SDC and get back on the highway home. If you can, I missed the exit. We drove all the way around Table Rock Lake. We had to stop at a gas station with bars on the windows for directions.
We were about thirty minutes from home when Chaddy called. Boston was sick. She was puking everywhere. Great. When I got home I found that she really wasn't puking. She was coughing really nasty puddles of phlem. Ugh! Coughing with dogs can mean something serious though so I layed in the living room with her all night. I stayed up all night and all day yesterday. She never wheezed or seemed to have trouble breathing so I didn't make the after hours vet call. I took her in this morning though. She has bronchitus, treachitus, and larengitus. I totally misspelled all of those. I know. She got an antibiotic shot, an antiinflamitory, and antibiotics to take for ten days. She is also supposed to take an over the counter cough suppressant. The vet said I need to test the turkey allergy theory with Jersey. I'm supposed to give her about half of what I gave her last time to see if she has any reaction.
Today is our anniversary. We've been married for seven years. I am so lucky to have found Chad. I cannot imagine living my life with anyone else. He knows me so well. Our first two and a half years we lived in a monopoly house. It was less than six hundred square feet. We had no money. Ever. I was driving back and forth to school in Pittsburg. The first winter we were married we made the coolest snow man in our yard. We also made an igloo. I remember when we bought the house we're in now. We had no idea what we were doing. I was just thrilled to have a hallway and closet. We've been to Orlando, New York City, Cancun, Colorado. We've gone camping and hiking too many times to count. We are eachother's best friend. Of course we fight sometimes, but we know that we can count on eachother no matter what.
Posted by okddaylittlec
at 4:45 PM CST
Updated: Monday, 12 December 2005 4:49 PM CST