Happy Birthday Early

Happy Combined Early 150th Birthday to my parents, who we all love very much!

Crazy weekend

This weekend is jam packed with activities, and right now, at before 7am on Saturday morning, I am simply not sure how I am supposed to get it all done.

This morning at 9:30 the boys have karate classes back to back until 11am. After this we will join the karate class demonstration at the Town Harvest Festival at 2pm in the park. The demonstration will probably not last longer than 15 minutes, but the festival will go until 3pm.

Then Sunday we have church. I have to show up at 8:45 to practice some songs I am singing in a trio, but have not looked at at all since practice Wednesday night. choir is at 9am. Church is at 10. Youth choir rehearses at 11:15 until noon. Nick has a birthday party at 1pm in a town on the other side of our home.

At some point between now and then I must buy that girl a birthday present. I don't even know what first grade girls like.

I also have to make sure the boys have fitting winter jackets and snowpants and boots. Ugh.

And as I'm writing this the karate gis are in the dryer so they will be nice and clean for the demonstration. And I forgot to take them out of the washer last night.

My house is a mess of dust and flies. My kitchen table needs to be wiped down before I put anything on it at all. I'm tired of the work, already, and I'm bitter because this weekend is anything but relaxing. Bitter! Bitter I say! Which isn't attractive, and it just makes me more grumpy.

I'll get it all done. I just need to take deep breaths, resign myself to many cups of coffee, and be on the lookout for opportunities. Maybe we can go out to lunch near a store that sells girl toys. Maybe the Harvest Festival will be really fun! Maybe this will be the best weekend ever!

A Little Italian

And now, with the latest in his repertoire, and his face displaying his most recent meal, Nathan:

PS - I know, he's lost the ending, but hang in there and Andy makes a cameo at the end.

Hear What We Want To Hear...

Today, after church, a really great guy called out to me as I passed him in the hall. "Great job with the choir today! I loved your solo!"

And I said "Thanks!"

And then I spent the next few minutes wondering which part he was talking about. Because I didn't technically have a solo.