Wednesday, June 02, 2010

And then

And then my life got so hectic I was never seen of or heard from again...

During spring break I lost my camera at a state park where I took the kids to go hiking one day. It was a hand-me-down digital from my mom, but it was our only working camera. The only pictures on the camera were from the day of hiking, so that was no biggie. But I get soooo frustrated when I do dumb things that cost money and my dumb things list is LONG, very, very long. And that was about the last time I blogged.

And then Taylor was in Sweeny Todd. It was freakin' amazing. I'm not a huge fan of the story and the gruesome nature of the musical, but this high school cast of 70 kids would rival most off-Broadway shows. The parts were perfectly cast. Taylor was in the chorus and on stage quite a bit. The set was created by everyone involved in the musical and it looked professionally done, so much so that the entire thing is being donated to our local community theater which is doing Sweeny as one of their productions next year. A great experience, but one busy schedule.

And then I signed Owen up for preschool for 2010-2011. The Cedar Rapids school district has a grant for free 4 year old preschool for anyone in CR. It's 5 days a week from 9-12:45. I was hesitant at first to have him go to school every day, but he is excited and we'll see how it goes. Unfortunately our elementary school no longer has room for preschool classrooms, so he'll be at a different school, which means 4 kids in three different schools. And then I nearly lost my mind with all the driving I envisioned doing next year. And then I remembered that Taylor will have her license. And then I nearly cried realizing that she's growing up too fast.

And then Owen turned 4! He's so rad! I love my boy. He had a Toy Story party with his buddies and a family party that night. His green martian cupcakes were cute. His Buzz cake was miraculous, not because of how it turned out, but that I was able to get it done. I literally pulled the cakes out of the oven at 5pm. Dinner for 10+ was at 6.



And then I organized the bridging ceremony for Lydia and Gaby's Girl Scout troops. It was really just a big party for the 25 girls and their parents and grandparents and some aunts, uncles and cousins. The slideshow about did me in, since the ONE song I wanted use would not play. So I spent at least an hour listening to any and all songs by Disney pop artists trying to find one song that isn't about boys and falling in love. Not an easy task.

And then I turned 35. It was also Mother's Day, and Jerry got the dates mixed up. But I got to go to Nauvoo with the family and attend the temple and even though it was fa-fa-fa-freezing it was a fun day. And then I got a new camera from my parents, though I haven't had time to figure out how to use it.

And then Jerry went to San Diego for a week and Owen got really sick. So he spent a week laying on the floor watching movies in his room. And then he seemed better, so Jerry got home from Cali and they packed up for the father son campout. And then they came home at 6am the next morning after Owen threw up in the tent (luckily for the girls borrowing our tent for Girls' Camp, not ON the tent).

And then it was Memorial Day weekend. Jerry and his scout troop hosted a pancake breakfast as a fundraiser to support their summer camp activities. It was a lot of work, but they made about $900. There was an eagle court of honor and a grad party and some house cleaning and some mowing and then Grandpa K. arrived in a Penske truck by way of most of the 48 contiguous United States. Sunday was awesome because I didn't have to give a talk (previous week), or teach a lesson (5th Sunday yay!) or nothin.' And then we went to my parents and enjoyed the beautiful day and ate ourselves silly. Surf n' turf kababs anyone? I was the most beautiful girl with a kabab. And then Lydia hit Owen in the stomach playing wiffle ball. Taylor caught her reaction. Priceless.







And then Grandma Sherry and Great Grandma Chambers arrived and partook of the merriment and gluttony. And then there was peanut butter pie. Amen.




And then I woke up really early to put on my race director hat. I helped organize a triathlon for our swim club and local tri club as a fundraiser for my 3-Day thang. Months of work (and this was a teeny tiny low-key deal) and it paid off with just under $1,000 for my SGK 3-Day for the Cure efforts. My total is now just over $2,000 (or it will be once the checks get mailed). I swam the 1/2 swim for my relay with a father/daughter team from church. The poor girl graduated the night before and had only had a couple hours sleep and she still ran 2 miles in 14 minutes. Boo Ya! We were the first place relay and 7th overall. Jerry was 3rd, which is where he placed last year. But he beat me on the swim. Is there an icon for "hangs head in shame?" He's made so much progress in the pool and deserves to kick my butt; however, I have not been training much, so now it's on!



Heat #1. Picture on the right is lap 1 of the 1/2 mile swim. I'm the first arm you see on the left in Lane 2, Jerry is in Lane 4, this is the closest I would be to him for the rest of the race) I had a pink cap and pink suit for the race! Below are some of my helpers for the day.





And then there was another grad party and house cleaning and Grandma attention seeking. And then there was no hot water at the homestead. And then Jerry fixed it with steel wool and there was hot water again.

And then the washing machine broke and Owen told Daddy what was what while holding the flashlight. He insisted that buying a red washing machine would be the best option. I love my boy! I had visions of red front loading washing machines dancing in my head fo'sho! And then Jerry being the engineering genius that he is, took apart the old crusty girl and now she's good as new, sortof. WARNING: for anyone who is coming to stay and needing to do laundry, there is no longer a safety switch, so the spin cycle will keep on spinning even with the lid open. Now you know.

And then I spent a bajillion hours organizing the Book Cart at school. And enough hours logged on the computer at home that if I was making $50/hour, Taylor would be set for college in 2 years.

And then (next week) Taylor finished school and is now a JUNIOR! And just to give Tay some mad props: she was so bummed to no make varsity show choir for next year, but Protege is going to be awesome and Taylor is excited to get to work with Mr. Sands again. She did make concert choir (varsity) and has been invited to try out for both Chamber Choir (16 voices, very competitive, most elite choir at Kennedy) and All-State. All-State is the biggest honor high school vocal music students can achieve during high school. Each high school can select 7 voices for each part to submit to the state level for judging. It's a very time intensive process with college level music being performed. Taylor did Opus 2 years while in middle school, which is a precursor to All-State. It's a huge accomplishment to even be involved in the process. She was also inducted in her Thespian Troupe at school and was awarded most valuable soprano in Chorale. Yay for Tay!




And then Jerry went to San Diego again and I looked around and saw that there has been a fair amount of neglect of children and a general absence of cleanliness. Glancing at the calendar it's a pretty good assumption that not a whole lot is going to get done before the Sages arrive a week.from.Saturday. At least we'll have clean underwear, that is, if I do the laundry.

12 comments:

Christy said...

WOW!!!!!

Now I know why you haven't been blogging/facebooking lately. I'm exhausted just reading all of that!!!

Congrats Tay! You make us all proud.

Happy (belated) birthday Owen and Sara!

Congrats on an awesome fundraising event, times two! Sara you are a champ! I don't know how you do it all


See you all very soon. Loves

Deb said...

Glad you're back.

Dang that losing stuff.

When is she not amazing?

That's a lot of schools. 9:30-1:00 will rock. Teens with driver's licenses: not so much.

Gnarly, also too, Dude.

So then you must have picked a Disney song about the mom dying? Why does Disney always kill off the mom. So not cool.

Ahhh, yes. Thirty-five. Welcome, and then some.

Barf in a tent. Is that like snakes on a plane?

Fun fact: pancakes have eggs. Except mine.

Peanut Butter Pie in The Best Gift Ever? (Sobbing)

Wow. That sure beats my Mega-Waste-of-Time-Matt-Forbids-Another-One garage sale which netted a buck and a quarter. At least I guess I can have all the relative sponsors now? ;-) Sometimes laziness pays off; you just have to be dedicated to it.

Pink makes me happy.

Clean people are overrated.

If your old washer and my old washer had babies, they would spin juuuuuuust right. I remember when I thought I was getting a new faucet ... until Jerry came by. Dang tinkerers.

If you hypothetically charged more, you could put ALL the kids through school. Go big or go home, I always say.

The singing part is truly lovely, but the "Junior" part ruins it all for me. When did that happen and was it authorized?

Children don't *need* clean underwear every day. That is a myth. You're welcome.

Sara K. said...

And this is why I blog, so I can read awesome comments.

FYI: The song that won is Gift of a Friend by Demi Lovato. I think some moms actually cried a little. If you're really good maybe I'll make you a mix tape.

Anna@Exasperation said...

So I thought I was busy, but always knew you were busier. But now I know that my busy and YOUR busy are not even on the same continent. Because I got overwhelmed, cried a little, looked at my calendar and said a prayer just trying to get through that post. And those were all for MY benefit. You need more prayers than I have the ability to pray. And yet you seem to just be sailing right along. NO WHERE in that post did I sense any frazzle-dazzle ness. Just mine in response.

So, clearly, you're cut out for this business.

And we should all post daily blogs just to keep Deb commenting.

Did Owen actually mean to request a sCarebear cake? Because I could have sworn that was his true secret identity...

Gaby with bagels over her face is kind of awesome. Or all the way awesome. Also, she appears to be an exceptional ball player.

Lydia obviously hasn't invented anything lately. What's up with that? NEED MORE INVENTIONS, LYD!

Taylor has to stop a.) being more gorgeous than most full-grown adults and b.) growing. I'm just not okay with any of it. Even if I'm super puffed-up-chest proud of her. What a girl.

Jerry needs Miles to start hanging out with him. Miles' newest words have been "Brilliant!" and "Ingenious!" And Jerry always seems to find situations where receiving those compliments is appropriate (unlike me, who received them both tonight when I decided to MAKE WAFFLES FOR DINNER. But hey...not going to complain).

You need a nap, a vacation and a massage all at the same time.

Deb said...

And Anna comments!!!

Maybe if YOU'RE really gooder I'll let you put your sappy mom-cryin' mix on my iPOD for my Summer Concert Series II performances. I'll bring the neighbors to their knees.

Sara K. said...

Thank you Anna. I know there was a lot of stuff in there, but did you get my kabab reference? I threw that in there just for you.

Chrystapooh said...

I can't even remotely compete. Not in the busyness category nor in the commenter category. And yet I'm barely hanging in there. What's up with that???

Alyssa said...

I not only got frazzle-dazzled just reading that, but I think I had a stroke. A full on stroke. My left arm is still tingling.

Anyway. Can we just say that Jerry needs to work on his "Blue Steel" look?

Also, how is Taylor not a Disney Channel star by now? Oh that's right, you haven't been pimping her out to the Hollywood scene. Good choice, probably.

Also, way to go on your 3-day fundraising. Super impressive. I can't wait to be yous guyses chauffer in Philly!

Also also also can't WAIT to get out there and see you guys and the kids and all that junk! FUN TIMES ARE IN YOUR FUTURE!

Anna@Exasperation said...

I'm embarrassed to say that I'm drawing a blank on the kabab. Though, it sounds like I should know what you're talking about. i just figured you probably WERE the hottest girl with a kabab (just FYI, I can only pronounce kabab in my head the way that British people pronounce it. I'm not sure why, I just do).

Hmmm...maybe the heat is keeping my brain from fully functioning.

Anna@Exasperation said...

Wait, is it a Flight of the Conchords reference?

Sara K. said...

Yes, indeed.

Susan Bellows said...

LOL!!!! Great post- and comments. Deb! Don't know her, but gotta love her...

Pooh- don't compare yourself to the Kilgores. Just be inspired. ;)

I needed this today....