It's just little old me, Underdog.
We all have our guilty pleasures.
Because the Great 2015 Mitten Knitathon- I like to think of it as the Mittathon- has come to an end.
And ten really great helping friends at school can be frostbite free for the winter.
Also a gratuitous picture of our cat, Annabelle.
For whatever reason, this is the first weekend in some time that hasn't felt like a dothisdothat weekend.
For that I am grateful. It has been a challenging year at school because of student behavior. I would hate to be a first year teacher with this crop.
Today cousin and I started the morning with a pancake breakfast for 'lil Raider football and cheerleaders.
A pancake breakfast as only southwestern PA can do them.
She was quick to point out that her tree looked much nicer than the one at the fairgrounds.
When I turned around to compare, I saw this-
And said why yes, yes it does. While my cousin may have some mental disabilities, it doesn't mean she doesn't have taste.
She had extra ornaments left over from the tree and I had a long distant Pinterest post in my head. When we finished shopping I used recently purchased fishing line and the ornaments and added this to the living room.
A garland of ornaments to adorn her mantlepiece. The rare Pinterest win that turned out exactly like they said it would. I have my eyes on you discounted January ornaments.
Edited to add- and then Bobterry came home and said "I told Shirley we'd take her clothes shopping for her son. We can go to lunch!" So much for a dothisdothat free weekend.
That was the question posed to a class of kindergarteners this afternoon. Maybe it was a poorly asked question. I'll own that. But still.
Answers (even after some hints)
1. Valentine's Day.
3. At bedtime.
4. When mom tells us to come to dinner.
5. After we kill it.
When 10 out of 13 classes (multiple grades) have major discipline issues requiring multiple calls for assistance, it's a relief to have a laugh now and again. And by the end of the conversation, I wasn't 100% sure they weren't just messing with me.
Next week I will be 50.
I don't understand.
I'm waxing poetic in my head but the poetry is missing and mostly I'm just waxing. Which I guess is better than waning.
It's a month of celebrations because you can't fit celebrating 50 in one day.
I spent most of 2015 in my car traveling back and forth and being a grown up. Last week Bobterry took my car to the place and had it detailed. Essentially I got a new car for my birthday.
Last night I went to my first professional hockey game thanks to Bobterry and his casino hostess.
Unlike the baseball games, the seats were comfy, the temperature was perfect and the action was fast. Hockey is the opposite of baseball.
Also when you go to the hockey game you sometimes see knit night friends there. I wasn't making things up in my head when I thought I saw Allison on the jumbotron. Turns out she and knitnighttara were two sections over and 15 rows down.
If there is any question about Tara's mad baking skillz, she got those awesome seats in exchange for making Halloween cookies for a season ticket holder.
In further big city adventures, next week we will go see the movie West Side Story at the Benedum center while the Pittsburgh symphony orchestra plays the soundtrack. Awesome.
My birthday wish is that I keep getting to have adventures, because they are the best.
I have no clever mental composition prepared but wanted to try to continue to keep track of life's busy-ness. It comes in handy when one feels unproductive.
First up- happy birthday knitnightdrjustine. I've made a Dr. Ewe for you.
Next-just when I was discouraged by the general state of public school affairs, my friend from the southern part of the state shared her most recent public school maintenance shaming. They painted lines on a gravel parking lot.
Next- we are closing on a house on Tuesday. It's a cute little house right in "downtown" burg. We will be moving daughter of Auntofsophanne here in October. She needs assistance with the little things in life and I will no longer be driving three hours every Saturday to assist.
Next week I try to get in 10,000 steps a day. I have some Fitbit friends who have been keeping me motivated of late.
And finally- there is no air conditioning (or air circulation- other than a small tower fan) in my windowless room next week and the temps are predicted to be in the 90's. Is it too much to hope that SuperHVACHoward came in and installed a new unit over the weekend?
I will be grateful that I've blogged now rather than later in the week when I have melted into oblivion.