Singing is Hard Work

Quinn has often told me that he believes show choir should be considered a sport due to its strenuous physical requirements. Today he may have convinced me. I was sitting in the audience while his choir was singing and my mind was contemplating how exactly the boy next to Quinn was producing bilabial sounds without closing his lips when I suddenly noticed that Quinn's red and white striped shirt was on the floor. Then I realized that Quinn was no longer standing on the riser.

He's all better now, but getting up at 4:45 am did nothing to diminish the butt-kicking he's receiving from the tree pollen and I guess he just forgot to breathe enough. Chorus concerts can be exciting, you know.

It Was a Happy Easter

Too bad we didn't get a picture from Mr. Rellim's family. Brain fart.

Blessings

What if the trials of this life are your blessings in disguise? A friend of mine told me about Laura Story's new song "Blessings." Give it a listen.

Periwinkle?

What color is this room? I'm calling it coooool!

My Mom's First Cousin . . .

My mom's first cousin's wife has a sister who is married to this man's brother. Where does that put me in succession to the POTUS?

Snowing!

Mind you, it's worth it to get to spend time with my new niece. However, snow during spring break is chilly!

How I Like My Coffee

Half coffee.
Half milk.
Half sugar.

Rachel says that's not possible.
I told her it's a big cup.

Butt Dip

I should have said, "Indentation on the mattress where my butt usually sleeps." Do you have a butt dip in your mattress? HAHAHAHAHA!!! That is so wrong on so many levels.

Unplanned Lesson

about jock straps. Rachel just giggled as she overheard the discussion between Mr. Rellim and his son.

Recipe for Entertainment

and danger. Mix one old couch with three young teens, a heavy axe, a couple baseball bats and a lighter.

A couple caveats: Next time I will have the couch already moved outside and not invite the young teens until after dark.