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Showing posts with label ridiculous things that happen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ridiculous things that happen. Show all posts

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Happy Fourth...

So...  I really appreciate all of the men and women who have fought for our freedom leading up to, and since, the birth of The United States of America.  I consider myself pretty patriotic, although, if I'm honest I have to admit that this looks a little different, for me, than it used to look.  And that's OK.  Most things do.

At any rate, our Independence Day was spent celebrating in the usual sort of way... primarily with more grilled food than anyone should ever consume and with friends and fireworks to end our night.  And it was good.  I hope everyone out there in my blog reading audience had a magnificent fourth... especially those serving our country.

Here's some pics. of our day:

This guy was King of the Grill today...
Oh... My... Wow...
I forgot to take a picture until he was almost done:

Miah actually fell asleep before the fireworks started...
But she sure was cute:

Waiting for the Show
(Before we moved):

Ian is just so silly...
I promise to try to teach him that it is not appropriate
to shout,"It's a UFO!" 
during the National Anthem...
in the future...

Me and my Babies...
(Minus Seth, who was too busy chatting with friends for this pic.)

And here's everybody:

Happy Fourth!
L.  

Sunday, May 19, 2013

So, Here's How It All Went Down...

Seth and Grace's first Regional Celebrate Life is in the books.

Here's the haul:

Seth received a superior rating for his artwork, and Grace received a superior rating for her vocal solo and an excellent rating for her piano solo.  Grace also learned that it is difficult to run from one event to another in heels.

Grace warming up for her piano solo:

And quizzing... my goodness...

As I mentioned before, NEI went into the tournament seeded 1st.  After a bye round and a hard fought win, we entered into the round in which I could just feel the meltdown beginning to occur.  All year long, I have waited for the point at which Seth and Grace would hit a wall, and then they just... didn't...  Not on the district... Not at invitationals... Not at the St. Louis Quiz... And after an error out by Grace and then two correct questions by Seth and then three jumps Seth just couldn't get, I watched as he put his head in his hands and walked off from a really difficult loss.  And then the semi-final round began, and although he tried to keep it together, he just couldn't, and Grace wilted, too, and for the two of them, that was just the end.  But are you kidding me?  A regional semi-final quiz at this stage?  Who would've guessed?  NEI finished 3rd, and I couldn't be more proud of the contributions my kids made to that finish and the contributions made by the rest of the team.  Super... Stars...

Semi-Finals:

Once the team quizzing was complete, I admit that my thoughts turned to the potential for the top 16 quiz... and whether or not they (S and G) could really pull off anything else, this weekend.  Just hours before the meltdown, these are the faces of two kids as they waited for and then heard the individual results for the preliminary quiz rounds:

OK...  So... What Place Am I?
Grace went into top 16 in 4th place:

 16th?  Really?

I had mixed feelings about the Friday night concert.  What did they really need?  Probably sleep.  What did they want?  When asked, Seth, in his exhausted state, did not want to participate in the evening events.  Phil headed out to the van with him, and my understanding is that Seth was asleep in less than two minutes.  It was a good choice for him.  Grace, however, wanted to participate in the concert and evening activities.  As a mom who was super proud of her for making it this far and who knew she had earned the right to enjoy Celebrate Life in whatever way she wanted to do so, I agreed to stay at the concert with her.  Grace had an incredible time... so much fun.  I wouldn't trade it, but as a mom who was concerned about the next morning's quiz rounds; I can't say that I was certain I had made the right choice.

Six rounds of top 16 quizzing is a lot.  I think it is probably necessary to quiz that many rounds to get a fair and accurate outcome, but it's still a lot.  Coaching Grace is always interesting.  If she follows the game plan, there is almost no stopping her, and yet I trust her to make decisions outside of the game plan, as necessary.  At the end of five rounds, it was impossible for her to finish lower than 6th place.  I can't begin to tell you how many times I added... and re-added the numbers to make sure this was accurate.  At the time out after question 10, I was able to say, "Get one more, and you're definitely on the A team... no pressure or anything!"  And she did get one more, at which point I told her to just sit.  I'm not sure how huge the smile on my face must have been...

Seth had given a valiant effort in those first five rounds, but going into the last round it was obvious that the only chance he had at making the B team for General Assembly was to quiz out.  Even then, there were several other quizzers who would make the team ahead of him if they quizzed well in the last round.  But I have always said that anything can happen in a top 16 quiz off situation...

So... after Grace and I counted and re-counted and added... and re-added the scores...  And then after we added them again...  We had our own little celebration about her 4th place finish and headed out to the hallway to find Phil and Seth.  And all the time, I'm just hoping that I don't find Seth in tears, and then Phil just about bowls me over with news that Seth did quiz out in his round... and then Phil, Grace, and I are all standing in front of the white boards again... adding again!

Number nine.  Really?  Add it up again.  Nine.  Are we sure?  Add it up again.  Nine! 



And then I am just about crying (with an enormous smile on my face), because this kid has worked so hard, and I really thought we were coming to the end of the quiz year for him at regionals, and quite honestly, I just didn't expect this!  But that doesn't mean I never imagined it or never believed it could happen!  And then we're partying so hard about Seth we almost forget about Grace altogether, which is a complete riot, because no one ever forgets about Grace... but she laughed as hard as anyone...

A couple more shots for the road...

NEI A (AKA, "The Hobbits") Minus Sammy:

Grace and Jara walking back after receiving their awards.
Grace looked up to Jara all season long,
and it was fitting that Jara jumped over Grace
on question 20 of round 6
to be the 3rd place quizzer.
This shot makes me laugh, though...
They both look thrilled...

Sing... dance... make music... and quiz like your life depends on it!  Regional Celebrate Life was great!  General Assembly... Here... We... Come...

L.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Christmas Magic…

I have always wanted to spend Christmas day at the Magic Kingdom. Overall, I would say that it was a great experience and I’m glad I had it… but you have to hop on that monorail expecting something completely different than a regular day at Disney…

Before we left, I read about a few vacation disasters from travelers who attempted to get into the Magic Kingdom on Christmas day only to be told that the gates had closed at 10:00am because the park had reached capacity. With that in mind, the original plan was to get there as early as possible, but after such a late night last night, it occurred to us that waking before the break of dawn was probably not even a feasible idea if we didn’t want to be grouchy by noon… After actually very little consideration, we decided to take our time and not be devastated if we couldn’t get in. We arrived at the gate at 10:09am. We got in without any issues. Can’t say we had our prime, “first crazy people in the park long before it opens” usual parking spot, but we didn’t get turned away, either.

I have never seen so many people. We had to wait in a huge line just to board a very crowded monorail, and Miah had a little meltdown, which I’m sure made all the other families on the monorail wish they’d either gotten there early or slept in later… All of our other children have been enamored with the monorail ride, but Miah seems to have broken every other mold, so we should have expected that she would hate it.

When we got into the park, she was much happier, but I was suddenly a little unsure of which direction to go… which really never happens to me at Disney. After inching our way down Main Street USA, we made the traditional turn for Tomorrowland, snagged some fast passes for Buzz Lightyear’s Space Ranger Spin, and jumped on the Carousel of Progress, where Miah decided that it would be an appropriate time to demand to nurse… loudly… I hedged for just a minute and then reason took over and I realized that they probably wouldn’t kick me off a moving ride with a baby, so I nursed her and she went to sleep. (As a side note, no one seemed to care. I am always just a little cautious after our St. Louis experience in ’10).

From there we made an attempt at eating lunch at Cosmic Ray’s Starlight CafĂ©. We did eventually get in, but apparently Disney has had to put some additional effort into seating people at their counter service establishments during the holidays, because our usual protocol, where either Phil or I sit down with the kids while the other orders, was not an option. We were not allowed to enter the seating area without food! We eventually figured this out, ordered our meals, and were seated. Although it seemed a little inconvenient at first, I realize, in hindsight, that without this guideline no one would ever find a table in this kind of crowd!

It was back to Buzz Lightyear after lunch, which Ian is also “never riding again”, because it wasn’t a movie… It has become obvious that he doesn’t remember anything at all about our last trip (which I didn’t expect him to, because he was just under age 2 at the time)… When we got off the ride, one of the cast members noticed Ian’s Happy Birthday button and had Goofy call him on the phone to sing him a birthday song. Definite plus, even though Ian didn’t “recognize the voice”!

We walked through the rest of Tomorrowland, kinda rolling our eyes at the lines, and finally ended up on the edge of New Fantasyland, where we caught a glimpse of Beast’s Castle and found ourselves wishing we could make another trip next year… The people of Disney are doing an excellent job concealing the construction, so you can’t see much, but there are certain landscapes that they couldn’t hide unless they built a 100 ft. fence… which they didn’t.

Then it was time for the Mad Tea Party, where Caleb volunteered to ride with Grace the super spinner and I reminded her that if she spun him too fast and he threw up on her, she’d have to get creative about clothing options. I rode with Seth and Ian, in the gently spinning tea cup… I don’t think Ian is ever riding that again, either, because I didn’t spin it to his liking…

We decided shortly after this that we’d better grab more fast passes if we wanted to cover any of the “big” rides, so we picked some up for Splash Mountain and proceeded to Adventureland, where we rode Pirates of the Caribbean and The Magic Carpets of Aladdin… neither of which (you guessed it), Ian is ever riding again… We then ran through the Swiss Family Treehouse, finally finding something that Ian liked. Oh, and he also liked the store at the end of the Pirates ride. He is now the proud owner of shackles and a sword. Should I be concerned?

We had just enough time to ride the Walt Disney World Railroad before our fast pass return time, so we did. This was enjoyable, as always, although we were hoping for a good view of New Fantasyland construction from the old Toontown Station, but they have done a good job of hiding what’s going on over there, too…

When we returned to Frontierland, I knew it was going to be a challenge convincing Ian to get on Splash Mountain. The final selling point was the singing and dancing animals. So… Caleb, Ian, and I boarded a boat and I listened to Ian tell me just how much he hates Splash Mountain every time we went down a hill. He did, indeed, love the animals, though.

When we exited, Phil informed me that Seth’s camera bag was missing. This set our entire family into a frenzy to cover all of the places we had been since he last remembered having it, before the fast passes expired for Phil, Seth, and Grace. In the end, we didn’t find it, they got on the ride, and we were told to go check the lost and found at the front of the park.

Dinner time at Tomorrowland Terrace (same routine as Cosmic Rays, except Phil left for the lost and found while I managed to order for all of us, push two strollers through the line, and pick up our multiple trays… thank goodness for older kids and helpful Disney cast members!) As we were eating Phil returned with the camera bag (amazing), and Miah proceeded to throw a cup of chocolate milk with so much force that it splattered all over the restaurant. Luckily, there was a mop nearby… which I used. We really needed to get some video of that for numerous reasons. Perhaps the best stunt of the day was when I walked back over the area where Miah had exploded the milk and slipped on it, nearly doing the splits and getting back up to my feet in record time in an attempt to avoid further embarrassment. I laughed so hard, I thought I might die, but the truth is I am a little banged up and more than a little bruised. I don’t think we can sue Disney for an accident we caused though… ha!

Due to the increasingly large crowds, we decided to forego the first parade and go straight to the Tomorrowland bridge to stake out our fireworks spot. We got close. The spot we ended up in was actually pretty good minus the people who thought it was OK to basically move our kids so they could have a better vantage point. I will never understand why people think they can show up right before show time and push out the guests who have been waiting for hours. Nevertheless, we were excited for the start of the show, and I think it was probably pretty good, but I don’t know for sure, because just as the music began and Tinkerbell took her flight, Miah started throwing up with gusto… It took me probably the first 1/3 of the show to get that under control, but the rest was pretty decent. This was the special Holiday Wishes fireworks show, which did not… in any way… come close to Wishes, but was a festive beginning to the end of our evening…

I put it that way, because after the fireworks, we moved to a good spot for the Main Street Electrical Parade. This was especially exciting for me, because it is the parade that Disney was running when I visited as a child. Our kids fell asleep on the sidewalk and missed pretty much the whole thing… but I loved it anyway…

Reason says that you don’t attempt to leave the Magic Kingdom with thousands upon thousands of other people, so since the park was open until 1:00am, we went back to Tomorrowland and rode everything we could. The Peoplemover as well as Space Ranger Spin were walk-ons, and Tomorrowland Indy Speedway was only a short wait. Phil and I were taking turns with the kids who wanted to ride, because Miah was still sleeping, but at some point she woke up, so we all boarded the People Mover again. Since there was no one in line, we asked if we could stay on to ride a second time, and the operator allowed this at 12:53am. Not long into the second ride, Seth started throwing up over the edge… Have I mentioned that it’s not any fun to be sick on vacation?

It was, however, very fun when we realized that it was now Ian’s birthday! (Earlier he exclaimed that it was his “birthday eve”, which I thought was pretty clever). Not every kid gets to ring in their birthday at the Magic Kingdom, and he was quite pleased!

We finally left a little after park closing time with the few people who remained. What kind of crazy people stay this late? Yeah… mostly us…

L.

Day 4 Photo Count: 270

Some Photo Highlights:

This Pretty Much Sums it Up for Ian

Every Kid Wants to Touch Those Chains!

Train Ride...

That's My Boys...

Merry, Magic Christmas!

Saturday, March 6, 2010

You're So Vain...

You probably think this post is about you…

And maybe it is…

And maybe it’s not…

I think I am still kind of egocentric. All of the psychology classes I’ve taken make it pretty clear that I should have outgrown this… oh… about a dozen years ago… but I haven’t… not completely…

The vast majority of the time, I think this is just a result of my overactive imagination that must somehow desire to be a people pleaser, deep down inside, even though I have never, ever been a people pleaser… in my whole life… ever.

I am, however, much better than I used to be at actually recognizing that other people exist and then going out of my way to help them in whatever way possible. It doesn’t come naturally to me, but I have learned to do it, because people matter. And I don’t want to sit here patting my own back all day long, but anybody who really knows me also knows that I will run myself into the ground for the sake of others, and that I would give someone the shirt off my back if they needed it. Again… no credit to me… I haven’t always been this way… And, again… I have to think about it. It takes effort on my part… I am no angel…

But I do like helping people.

I’m going to be frank and admit that sometimes I get over-committed and it makes for a negative outcome for all of my work. I get whiny and start to complain. I am the first to admit that I do not “do tired” well… and I do not “do sick” well… and I am a picky eater! These can be pretty serious limitations. I do work hard, though… and I give 150%... and I am often the first one to arrive and the last one to leave (except for maybe my husband who works harder than anyone I know).

A little over two months ago, I decided to take a break. Actually, one of these days I am going to come back and dissect the phrase “take a break”, because it has grown a life of it’s own, and I really hate the phrase, but I did, indeed, decide to cut back on some (a lot) of my volunteer activities.

It was necessary, because I am currently very hugely pregnant and not feeling that amazingly great… (Please see above… does not do sick and tired well…)

The “people pleaser wannabe” in me wants to make a list, now, of all of the activities I have continued to participate in (sometimes against my better judgment or that of my doctor… who is my friend… so I can’t get away with as much as I might like… she will catch me)!

But it just occurred to me that I don’t owe anybody a list…

What I will say is this…

“YOU HAVE NO IDEA!”

There… I have said it… In fact I have yelled it in all caps… almost feels like the Lisa of old who didn’t mind if she stepped on a few toes (and seriously… If I stepped on your toes right now… It would hurt)…

I have learned… over many years of ministry… how to be humble (yep… I just said I’m humble… took that right from Moses…). And I have learned what it means to really care about people and the kinds of interactions and relationships that you must have with people in order to become a credible influence in their lives. I have learned to push… and to push… and to push until that amazing moment when you see someone finally grasp what it means to really follow Christ with their whole life. And I have learned to back off when it isn’t the right time. The hardest lesson I have learned is that I can’t force anything… on anyone… and that it’s not my job to save the world.

I have learned… to learn… from people who are older… and wiser… and more experienced than I am. And then I learned that lesson… again… when I thought I had it figured out… again. I have learned to take something positive from everyone I meet.

I have learned… to teach… people who are younger… and less knowledgeable… and inexperienced. And I know, with certainty, that if any of them are reading this, they may be offended… because I used to be there… I have learned to give something positive to everyone who will take it.

Everyone basically has a choice to make in life. It doesn’t have anything to do with whether you are a pessimist… or an optimist… an introvert… or an extrovert… It doesn’t even have anything to do with your personality or the way you were raised. Everyone has a choice whether to be part of the problem or part of the solution.

The way I see it, most people have no difficulty finding fault with the world. This is just human nature. But it’s what we do with those faults that really matters. And look… I know I’m not the answer… and neither are you…

But I’m all about transformation… And I’m all about making everybody welcome… and that’s a harder promise to fulfill all the time… But that’s primarily because people get selfish…

Ah… age old issue…

Lisa

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

If It's Not One Thing...

... It's Another!

This is actually kind of funny...

I was taking my final exam, tonight, for one of my classes when the power went out for... oh, let's say... 2 1/2 seconds. My exam is lost. I was about 1/2 way through it.

You know... now that I'm re-reading that I've changed my mind. It's not really all that funny...

So now I am wasting time here for a few minutes, waiting to see if my prof. is up checking his e-mail at this time of night and if he might reset the exam so I can get it over with and go to sleep...

Insert deep sigh here...

Lisa