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because I felt I had to bring some sort of omiyage after coming back from my absence
My headache finally departed, but only after concentrated effort on my and several tylenol's part.
In order to avoid tripling the size of my friends "friend" pages with my self-indulgent postings, I give you...*drumroll*...self-indulgent lj cuts!!
Thursday night, Mom, Dad, and I met with the Stake Musical Director to talk about...well, the musical. We talked about all the meetings and practices we were going to have (my entire month of May and a good portion of April and June are now pretty much booked), and she showed us the last incarnation of the show (general impression: fun actual numbers, but we have got to fix the absurdly boring intros between them!). After she mentioned that she wasn't very familiar with some of the more modern musicals, I introduced her to the joys of YouTube. Hairspray is a very popular show around there, and I was able to find quite a few videos to give her inspiration as to how it could be choreographed/staged/designed/etc.
Speaking of YouTube, if you have a free moment, you should look at some of the "Ask a Ninja" postings. They are pretty darn hilarious. This one is currently my favorite (though "how to kill a ninja" is very good too):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSngCpvth-I
Minjas!!! Plus, you get an extra Snakes on a Plane reference.
These are very worthy of your precious "wasting my time" time.
And for some reason, when I opened Firefox the other day, all of my bookmarks had disappeared. It was so vexing, mostly because I kept trying to click on various bookmarks and they weren't there. So, I went through and remade and reorganized all my bookmarks. Oh, the trials of modern life.
I spent the vast majority of my Friday searching through old family videos to find funny stuff for some get-together my ward is doing at some future date. Unfortunately, my favorite video was something we couldn't use. We have a video my Uncle Doug took around the time of my birth that shows different family members hanging around and Mom after getting her epidural (she was sooooo drugged up!). Cut forward to Dad coming out to announce my birth. He says that it's a girl and my Auntie Shell starts oooohing and aaaahing, and everyone is congratulating Dad, and then in the background, you hear Grandpa (Mom's dad) say, "Oh, he didn't do a d*** thing!!" :D Hooray for family!
I took a nap that afternoon, and I must have fallen asleep right before everyone got home from school, because I don't remember anyone coming home. Jeff started watching a Marx brothers movie while I was asleep, which made it very difficult for me to tell if I was waking up or still asleep; I kept hearing all these strange honks, weird snatches of conversation, and random snippets of Maurice Chevalier singing. It was a somewhat bizarre experience.
Today was the Jefster's birthday. Hooray! He defied the odds (while possibly disproving Darwin's survival of the fittest hypothesis) and actually made it to 14. In honor of this suspicious auspicious occasion, Mom and Dad made him a huge breakfast of pancakes and sausage with many, many delicious condiments to go on top. This would have been perfect had we not needed to eat it at 7:15 because Jefe had a Math Counts competition at 8:15. Silly genius pants brothers that I have, always being amazing. So, we ate, Jefe left, and I tried (and failed) to go back to sleep.
That evening, Ben had a church basketball game. Ah, Mormon basketball: the only brawl that begins with a prayer. Actually, their game wasn't bad as far as violence goes, though the game before had so many falls and fouls you would have though you were watching hockey. Non-contact sport, my eye! Our ward got stomped by the other ward because all of their players had insane amounts of talent. I swear, one of those kids was the lovechild of Michael Jordan and Speedy Gonzalez. He was incredible. It was a fun game to watch, despite the losing. I could not help but enjoy a game where, after a kid on our team tried to basically karate chop the ball out of the opponents hands, the ref whistled and called a "hi-ya on 20 blue!" I approve of his style.
So, after the game, we went out to dinner to celebrate the Jefe's birthday. We ate at this fantastic Mexican restaurant near our house. Muy delicious (if I knew the word in Spanish, I'd use it). Then, we all went to Cold Stone, despite the fact that the weather had gotten a tad nippy sans my permission. (That's what I get for not bringing a coat - stupid Murphy.) It was fun, and proved that maturity has nothing to do with age. Oh Jefe, someday you will be ready to be seen in public...
End of report.
edit: Note to self - when posting, it always helps to hit the "Post" button, I don't know, the day you actually want to post!!! BA.KA.
My headache finally departed, but only after concentrated effort on my and several tylenol's part.
In order to avoid tripling the size of my friends "friend" pages with my self-indulgent postings, I give you...*drumroll*...self-indulgent lj cuts!!
Thursday night, Mom, Dad, and I met with the Stake Musical Director to talk about...well, the musical. We talked about all the meetings and practices we were going to have (my entire month of May and a good portion of April and June are now pretty much booked), and she showed us the last incarnation of the show (general impression: fun actual numbers, but we have got to fix the absurdly boring intros between them!). After she mentioned that she wasn't very familiar with some of the more modern musicals, I introduced her to the joys of YouTube. Hairspray is a very popular show around there, and I was able to find quite a few videos to give her inspiration as to how it could be choreographed/staged/designed/etc.
Speaking of YouTube, if you have a free moment, you should look at some of the "Ask a Ninja" postings. They are pretty darn hilarious. This one is currently my favorite (though "how to kill a ninja" is very good too):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSngCpvth-I
Minjas!!! Plus, you get an extra Snakes on a Plane reference.
These are very worthy of your precious "wasting my time" time.
And for some reason, when I opened Firefox the other day, all of my bookmarks had disappeared. It was so vexing, mostly because I kept trying to click on various bookmarks and they weren't there. So, I went through and remade and reorganized all my bookmarks. Oh, the trials of modern life.
I spent the vast majority of my Friday searching through old family videos to find funny stuff for some get-together my ward is doing at some future date. Unfortunately, my favorite video was something we couldn't use. We have a video my Uncle Doug took around the time of my birth that shows different family members hanging around and Mom after getting her epidural (she was sooooo drugged up!). Cut forward to Dad coming out to announce my birth. He says that it's a girl and my Auntie Shell starts oooohing and aaaahing, and everyone is congratulating Dad, and then in the background, you hear Grandpa (Mom's dad) say, "Oh, he didn't do a d*** thing!!" :D Hooray for family!
I took a nap that afternoon, and I must have fallen asleep right before everyone got home from school, because I don't remember anyone coming home. Jeff started watching a Marx brothers movie while I was asleep, which made it very difficult for me to tell if I was waking up or still asleep; I kept hearing all these strange honks, weird snatches of conversation, and random snippets of Maurice Chevalier singing. It was a somewhat bizarre experience.
Today was the Jefster's birthday. Hooray! He defied the odds (while possibly disproving Darwin's survival of the fittest hypothesis) and actually made it to 14. In honor of this suspicious auspicious occasion, Mom and Dad made him a huge breakfast of pancakes and sausage with many, many delicious condiments to go on top. This would have been perfect had we not needed to eat it at 7:15 because Jefe had a Math Counts competition at 8:15. Silly genius pants brothers that I have, always being amazing. So, we ate, Jefe left, and I tried (and failed) to go back to sleep.
That evening, Ben had a church basketball game. Ah, Mormon basketball: the only brawl that begins with a prayer. Actually, their game wasn't bad as far as violence goes, though the game before had so many falls and fouls you would have though you were watching hockey. Non-contact sport, my eye! Our ward got stomped by the other ward because all of their players had insane amounts of talent. I swear, one of those kids was the lovechild of Michael Jordan and Speedy Gonzalez. He was incredible. It was a fun game to watch, despite the losing. I could not help but enjoy a game where, after a kid on our team tried to basically karate chop the ball out of the opponents hands, the ref whistled and called a "hi-ya on 20 blue!" I approve of his style.
So, after the game, we went out to dinner to celebrate the Jefe's birthday. We ate at this fantastic Mexican restaurant near our house. Muy delicious (if I knew the word in Spanish, I'd use it). Then, we all went to Cold Stone, despite the fact that the weather had gotten a tad nippy sans my permission. (That's what I get for not bringing a coat - stupid Murphy.) It was fun, and proved that maturity has nothing to do with age. Oh Jefe, someday you will be ready to be seen in public...
End of report.
edit: Note to self - when posting, it always helps to hit the "Post" button, I don't know, the day you actually want to post!!! BA.KA.