I feel seriously under-festive
We'd been wanting to take the kids to a 'real concert'. A cool Australian electronic music duo - who happens to have a song on the FIFA game - came to town. We took Mags & Q...
As someone who loves all festive, I was sorry to have not gotten the memo about dressing like the band...
Despite our comparatively unimaginative attire, we had a fab time
I feel big
Upon turning 10 last month, Xavier reported he suddenly ' feels big'
We celebrated with breakfast in bed, donuts to school & a party at a trampoline place
And I'm still getting noise it wasn't as fab as expected.
Attention all middle children: please go hug your parents & tell them you love them - NOW!
You're not allowed to spray away
Vermin have been an unfortunate recent theme....
Lucky chewed her butt raw thanks to some friendly fleas...
After 12 years of dodging it, we got the dreaded lice call from school...
Late one night, Logan witnessed something furry scamper through the kitchen, behind the fridge. After Lucky & Inky (the dog & cat) failed to be of any use, Quincy jumped in with a solution - create a trap...
He made a ramp to a pot full of treats
We thought it a brilliant plan!
However, when the pot was licked 100% clean in the morning, we realized one key shortcoming to that plan...
With all this activity, we thought it prudent to get Terminix to come spray the @&#$ out of our house. I was surprised to learn (and not really) that in our fine state, one cannot simply pay to spray...you need to prove its needed
While we may be taking a beating, we can also celebrate one win.
Pigeons (evil vermin) used to sit on our neighbor's roof & poop into our yard.
I heard about a tactic I never thought would work.
Yes, a $6 kids' toy plastic snake has kept the pigeons fooled for a good 6 months
14 cents of saving cost me $400
Around here, there is some serious peer pressure to conserve, reuse & recycle. So when a box of Kleenex exploded in my car, I did the responsible thing - saved the loose tissues by stuffing them in my glove box.
Turns out the victory for our planet was a loss for our car...
My half box of tissue was sucked into it
Moral: do NOT put loose tissue in your glove box. Throw them away if you must
I don't give a schnitzel
About a decade ago we started hosting Oktoberfest parties - originally as a way to gather Quincy's preschool class of families. Our love of the occasion - and decor- keeps growing...
(thanks artist Suzie!)
After multiple visits to the festival in Munich, Zoe maintains her 'kostum' enthusiasm
The boys are a harder sell - luckily the German store near our house had a perfect solution..
(appropriate in so many ways)
I've been taking a class at SF City College. Given it is a community college serving ~90,000 students/year, there's a serious range of people there. The classroom discussion is often entertaining.
One of my favorites was when a fellow student - a black man in his 40s with shoulder length braids - kicked off his comment with "On Sundays, when I'm a woman...."
Ironically, this Sunday I popped by the Castro Street fair - and saw several such examples:
A musical version of the Wizard of Oz
There were also a lot of PSA announcments
And one reminder that no matter how accepting the town is, we need to make sure our kids know they are loved no matter what
Here's to cherishing all of our children - the festive (or not), the dressed to their gender (or not) AND especially those who for whom it just never seems like enough
