weeeoooo weeeeoooo, here comes the Waaaambulance!

Okay, this is going to be a little bit of a whine fest. As I tell my kids, "Let me call the waaaambulance". Jack is in Mississippi, eating po-boys and steak, and playing with his best friends, while I am sitting here, jealous, and watching Toy Story for the millionth time. My computer has finally given up the ghost, so I can only post here from school. Max is truly the sweetest little pumpkin in the world this week, but he has given me a head cold and I wish that I was home curled up on the couch, doped up on Nyquil. I miss my friends. WAAAAAAA. Education here is Arizona is going to hell in a handbasket. WAAAAAAAA. I have to take care of my mother in law's dogs. WAAAAAAA. The kids at school are driving me crazy. WAAAAAAAA. I need chocolate. WAAAAAAAAAA. Okay, I feel slightly better. snif.

Snow Recorder fight

Here's my snow/recorder experiment: take one class of really crazy 3rd graders, add plastic whistling devices, shove snow into them, and try to see who could melt the snow out of them the fastest with their "Darth Vader" breath. Result--one broken recorder, lots of melted snow in the room, children that swear they have frostbitten fingers, and the highlight of the experience is watching Mrs. Fleming's recorder "poop" snow. I wish that you could have been there. But then again, maybe you're glad.

Begrudgingly going to work in a winter wonterland . . .

Here's a link to our weather story. And the picture above is what the mountains looked like yesterday. I'll give you an update as to what they look like today!!!!!

http://www.svherald.com/articles/2009/02/10/news/doc499118fa97a02371453771.txt

Okay, last night when we went to bed, Max and I prayed for a snow day, because we've had a winter storm warning. When we woke up this morning to let the dogs out, there was a serene blanket of white snow and there were snowflakes swirling around. Bruce took one look and backed up into the house, and Max just went "Woooow". He was trying to go play in the snow in his pyjamas, so we bundled him up and he went outside with Jack to check it out. Jack said he just kept saying over and over, "Oh Man!" and he laughed his head off when daddy threw snowballs at Mama behind the window. The good and really cool news, we had about 5 inches in our yard. The really depressing news, I still had to go to school today. Our superintendant is from Alaska, so chances of a snow day were pretty slim. Snif. Our kids today (the ones that showed up anyway) are just itching to play in it, so I am going to do a science experiment with snow inside of recorders. I'll give you an update later. And post the pictures. I heard that it even snowed in Tucson! CRAZY!!!!! I'm just southern enough to get all giddy when it snows, and right now, I wish that I was having a snowball fight and making snow angels!!!!

Okay, so the only reason that Lulu should forgive me for not posting this is that my computer is the devil. I literally tried to post this one three times and my internet kept kicking me off!!!!! Curses to dial up!!!!! Anyway, here is my poem, and Ode to Lynley--to a tiger lily on her birthday:

Listens to me, even when I'm whiny
Yellowstone park is no feat for her
Never tells me how stupid I'm acting when I'm hormonal
Loves me enough to rush me to the ER in the middle of the night
Every moment with her watching P&P is never boring
Yells like Red from Fraggle Rock, only with angry piggy eyes
Saves me with ice cream therapy
The only person who can get me to throw away my junk
Has seen me looking like butt and still likes me
Elementary teacher librarian in the making
Bread from the Hinton's makes her swoon
Only my bestest bud in the entire world!!!!!!
Mistress of Giuli's wardrobe
Brusque, brazen, red-headed Bombshell.

I hope that you liked that last bit of alliteration!!!! If I was anywhere near you on this birthday, we would be eating Baskin Robbins ice cream cake and watching a glorious girl movie. I finally did catch on to "Mamma Mia" and I wish that I had watched it with you first :) Love you Lulu!

Christmas Carnage

I'm changing the font to Georgia, well, because I am from that beautiful state!!!!!! Okay, unfortunately I was not brilliant enough to coin that unique phrase that I have named this post. It was invented by my sis, Lily, and turned into a death metal song by Jack. If only I knew how to record, then you would get to laugh hysterically too!!!! For now, just use your imagination to think of Jack screaming into his pretend microphone with distortion in the background . . . "CHRISTMAS C A R N A G E!!!!!!!!" If anyone has ever survived a Christmas with a two year old, mother-in-law, her husband, my sister, and four dogs--two of those being barky terriers, then you can imagine the scene. My favorite moment of the whole day was Max, jumping on his very large-fancy pants present from grandparents box, opening his very unexciting presents of CLOTHES from his parents, and throwing the clothes across the room while yelling "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!" I don't blame him. If I had my choice between a bicycle video game and cheaply made clothes from Mexico, I would definitely choose the first! What I love about Max is that he can act out exactly how he feels, and no one thinks that he is strange. They just say . . . "Oh, how cute!" If only a twenty six year old mother could run around the house screaming, "If one more dog poops on my floor, and Max doesn't let me pee in peace, I'm going to GO CRAZZZZZYYYYY!!!!!" (Imagine frenzied hair pulling and blood-shot eyes) But instead, I am eating comfort food like homemade cheesecake and watching Jane Austin movies. MMMMmmmm. There is nothing like unnecessary fat to make me feel better. . .

I just had my first two concerts of four this week. Last night's band concert was fabulous! I've got some squirrely ones in there, but they were able to buckle down and play pretty well. There were so many parents that there were'nt enough chairs for them all to sit in!!!! My mother in law was there, and she said that the only song that she recognized was "Mary Had a Little Lamb". I will consider that an improvement from last year!!!! One funny moment: after our first song, one of my trumpet players looks at me with a panicked look on his face and points to his horn, which is MISSING the mouthpiece!!! I had him run to the room and grab it and join us for the other songs. Talk about close call . . . it reminds me of when I had a festival performance in high school with a piccolo solo, and left my piccolo at home. Ha ha. Mr. Ryan still probably tells that story!!! It's my band Karma coming back to haunt me. It would be interesting to see if anyone else has some interesting brain fart stories . . .

Helloooo out there!!!!

I'm not promising that my blog is going to be anywhere near as interesting as Lulu's, but I want to thank THE MOST FABULOUS BESTEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!!!!!!! I have been lusting after a blog since I started following hers almost a year ago. Now I have joined the relm of many a mormon mom, but the difference is that I'm almost crazy busy with school, and LIFE. I'm commiting to keep you all updated on my sanity and post pictures, because we all know that you really want to be looking at my adorable son instead of me. Maybe during my two weeks of respite, I will post more than a few times. (If I can peel myself away from Max to type for a few minutes!) Love you all!!!!!!!!!!

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