Monsters University - liked it. Not loved. No spoilers -
No dead parents, so props to Pixar for that. Loved the fact that they had a field trip that inspired Mike Wazoski to his future career. The cameos from the Monster's Inc. were pitch perfect and it just seemed about 20 minutes too long.
Spent the rest of the day baking for the an American Cancer Bowl-a-thon. Unicorn poop and frosted sugar cookie bowling balls.
I feel like we should be doing more, and next week we'll be driving up and back into Oakland for camp. Wish me luck.
: /
Friday, June 21, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
I'm back.. here we go..
Off to a roaring start to Summer, our good friends are down with the flu and I have a wee one who had 1 bite of lunch. I'm hoping we miss the pestilence but knowing our luck we'll get it at 3am tonight. All the while today we've had a power washer thrumming the sides of our house. Here's to a new color for a new decade! Pale green and berry berry..
We have plans to hit Monster University tomorrow, P's girl scout troop is using their cookie money to have a bit of fun. O and I will travel along too, will post how it was. Let's hope we make it!
Off to a roaring start to Summer, our good friends are down with the flu and I have a wee one who had 1 bite of lunch. I'm hoping we miss the pestilence but knowing our luck we'll get it at 3am tonight. All the while today we've had a power washer thrumming the sides of our house. Here's to a new color for a new decade! Pale green and berry berry..
We have plans to hit Monster University tomorrow, P's girl scout troop is using their cookie money to have a bit of fun. O and I will travel along too, will post how it was. Let's hope we make it!
Sunday, June 17, 2012
It's shaping up to be a Super Day
Randomly, I was online (okay, okay it was pinterest) and found this great no sew cape tutorial. Coincidentally Dennis had a few shirts that were below his standards with a stain on the front, so craft nirvana happened today.
You can find the tutorial HERE. Pretty simple, if you have a tiny person you might want to adjust the length.
The first one is for our friend Jasper, she's had a tough go of it lately, her appendix burst and she's spending some quality time at Lucille Packard. I thought we'd cheer her up with her own super cape.
Bonus with the extra sleeves, I was able to make tiaras too. I stretched them a bit to make them fit; the girls seem thrilled..
Here is the one tiny kiddo, who's decided she'll be "P the Phantastic"
I used scrapbook paper I had laying around, because, at one time I thought I'd be a scrapper, turns out I have way too little patience for it (I know, surprise!) I used the Tulip fabric paint from JoAnn's and filled in the letters. I had them out on the back yard porch, it's 97 degrees, so took about 20 minutes to dry.
And "O the Outstanding".
The crowns just have plastic jewels I glued on with craft glue. I'll let you know how well they hold up, might end up painting them on at a later time.
Sorry for the super smudgie finger in the shot..
So, with our outfits, I'm thinking a super play date- Who's in?
Okay, so had a request to post about the tiara.. we used the seam from the arm hole (the folded part where the arm pokes out people) and just snipped around it and left an oval to adorn with gems. I had to stretch it a bit to fit my cherubs heads. Now it's just like a head band.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Tie dye with sharpies
So, you've seen this before, but I have to say this was fun!
Click here for the original link The Art Girl Jackie - Props and thanks!
I grabbed the rubbing alcohol, a couple of small medicine containers (so they could refill their own droppers), droppers, paper cups, t-shirts and sharpie pens.
We positioned the paper cup under the shirt. Secured it with a rubber band. Then the girls made dots and lines and 'fancy designs' - all melted and colored fabulously.
Loved the rainbow, one of my favorite ones. Then we used the dropper to suck up some alcohol and carefully drop it on to the shirt
It spreads pretty rapidly. I thought we should have used different sized cups next time
Phoebe's masterpiece
Click here for the original link The Art Girl Jackie - Props and thanks!
The girls in the middle of the project. Too focused to look up..
We positioned the paper cup under the shirt. Secured it with a rubber band. Then the girls made dots and lines and 'fancy designs' - all melted and colored fabulously.
Phoebe's masterpiece
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Unicorn Poop
You know how sometimes, you just have to go there. Like when you find a picture and it just looks like something you have to make. I dunno, happens to me more often than it should.
So, here's where I found the original post: http://www.instructables.com/id/Unicorn-Poop/
Had to; had to make them- I mean, come on.
I used my Mom's recipe for sugar cookies, pretty sure it came from a Tupperware party because they're called:
Tupperware Cookies
This is really my favorite sugar cookie recipe. Sweet, but not too sweet, holds its shape pretty well and it's a pretty tender cookie.
So, I mixed the dough, divided it into 8 different portions,
colored (I used the Americolor gel food coloring),
then saran wrapped.
fter they chilled for 15 minutes in the ice cube compartment, (mostly because I have no patience- you could do 30 in the fridge)
the girls helped roll the dough out.
We swirled the dough then twisted it up into piles of .. well.. poop.
Added stars and baked. Had to go 15 minutes to fully cook since they were so thick.
Hot from the oven,
I dusted some disco dust, then onto the eating:
Success.
Because, sometimes, ya gotta go there.
So, here's where I found the original post: http://www.instructables.com/id/Unicorn-Poop/
Had to; had to make them- I mean, come on.
I used my Mom's recipe for sugar cookies, pretty sure it came from a Tupperware party because they're called:
Tupperware Cookies
Ingredients
Directions
- Cream first 3 ingredients
- Then add next flour and dry ingredients- then, add the vanilla. Mix will come together but will be grainy.
- Put in Ziploc baggie and flatten into a disk in the fridge for at least 1/2 hour.
- Roll out in powdered sugar to 1/8"
- Bake 350 degrees for 8 to 10 minutes (for poop shapes, I had to go 14 minutes)
This is really my favorite sugar cookie recipe. Sweet, but not too sweet, holds its shape pretty well and it's a pretty tender cookie.
So, I mixed the dough, divided it into 8 different portions,
colored (I used the Americolor gel food coloring),
then saran wrapped.
fter they chilled for 15 minutes in the ice cube compartment, (mostly because I have no patience- you could do 30 in the fridge)
the girls helped roll the dough out.
We swirled the dough then twisted it up into piles of .. well.. poop.
Added stars and baked. Had to go 15 minutes to fully cook since they were so thick.
Hot from the oven,
I dusted some disco dust, then onto the eating:
Success.
Because, sometimes, ya gotta go there.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Family Camp ..
The Creaches, an awesome family that seems to have a lot of fun has been telling and inviting us to YMCA family camp now for a couple years. Most years we were able to find an excuse.. this year we ran out of them- thank goodness!
Day 1 Friday:
Dennis had taken a day off from work and the girls got out of school early. I had us packed and ready to hit the road. Out of town (mostly) ahead of the crowd. We stopped in Half Moon Bay to browse the stores. P saw a pink cowgirl hat and now it's on her list of "things mom needs to buy me". We peeled out before that could be found and procured. The Jeske girls got books and I found one too only to be bitterly disappointed in the fact it's one I've already read, but had a different cover - I hate that. Thank goodness for the back up that is iBooks.
We peeled out to Pescadero and met up with the Creaches at Duarte's Tavern. Had a Guiness and dinner. For the Creaches it was like Cheers when Norm walked in shouts of the kids names and high pitch squeals abounded. Too much fun.
The girls in front of Duarte's.
P having a drink from the Milk bar..
We finished up and filed back to the cars, a ten minute drive up the road, past two families of deers we were at Camp Loma Mar. Dirt road, rustic cabins and all. No phone or internet access- way primative, my fingers were already twitching in with drawl. Dennis signed us in and we piled out to find our cabin; cabin 2. By the time we unpacked and found our flash lights it was ten minutes to camp fire. In that short amount of time we learned we'd have to introduce ourselves and show our banner. As not having a banner wasn't an option, we quickly hit the dining hall and got to work.
Flowers, hearts and a huge "j" and we all signed our names. It's all good. Up the hill, finally needing our flashlights we trekked.
Jeske's first camp fire (notice me .. in back)
Camp fire... If you've ever been to camp, what can you say? Goofy songs, punny skits and smoke. The staff introduced themselves with a variety of pseudonyms "Xena, Pinky, Lion Heart, Time piece, Mokki, Disney". At first I thought they must be some sort of sorry commune kids with jacked up names- cases of bad Hippy parenting; but each has some hidden meaning that just would have taken too much brain power to decipher.
The camp director Xena asked for volunteers, and out of the corner of my eye I see a hand shoot up ,a not unfamiliar hand. Major bummer O had us up on stage with major enthusiasm. We introduced ourselves as quickly as possible and I got back to the back of the auditorium as fast as humanly possible. Note to self to speak with my children about my life long philosophy of -stay in back and get the lay of the land beeeefooooooore volunteering - for anything.
The other families looked just as uncomfortable, but you could tell the veterans by their easy stage presence. One family, ahem, unfurled an invisible banner to cheers.
It was ten by the time we headed back to the cabins. We had dresses the girls in jammies so all that was left to do was to direct them into their bunks and zip them in. Count to ten and check their breathing, they were out. Have to say I was surprised by how freaking cold it was. Not that I hadn't been warned, I'm just skeptic by nature. It's August people. Sweat shirt and socks were needed along with my super warm sleeping bag. By the time morning came, I had only my nose peeking out.
Our digs..
The bare necessities
Storage..
Saturday Day 2:
Woke at 7:30 the girls were excited to start the day. At eight we headed down to the dining hall. Washed our hands and headed in; pancakes, fruit, trays of bacon and buckets of syrup. Most importantly they had good coffee.
At nine they had 'inspiration' which they deemed like campfire but with out the fire. We declined attendance and hung around our cabin. Got the girls dressed and teeth brushed; it was all good. Ten we walked 5 feet to the flag pole and watched the flag raising.
They asked for volunteers and both girls were out helping to raise the flag. We pledged then listened to the days activities.
Tie dying
Rock wall climbing
Kick ball
Archery
Earth ball games
Zip lining
The girls were all in for zip lining. Dennis walked down with them as I took a couple minutes to straighten up. P was first to zoom across the field. O was fourth.
Both zipped at terrifying speed across the field. Twenty feet in the air smiles as wide as all get out.
As they were only allowed one turn P was quick to spot the Earth Ball games. We walked over to learn how to play "Indiana Jones Ball". A circle of people and four cones in the middle we heaved the Earth Ball around with the goal of 'tagging' the kid in the middle. It was awesome. Both girls were totally stoked as they tried to out maneuver the five foot high inflated ball. I can't say that I wasn't having fun trying to bounce the thing off the back of them.
Now let me tell you about the 'Gaga Pit'. What? What is a Gaga Pit?
An octangular Thunderdome of pure glee. Five foot plywood sides with a small hinged door to let out those knocked out. You start with about twenty kids and adults, butts on the wall then drop in a six inch nerf ball that you use to peg people under the knee to knock them out. Part Dodge ball, part Lord of the Flies. It's awesome- to the point where even I was in the pit having a flipping blast.
Last one standing wins
O and D waiting to get back in the Gaga pit.
Soon was time for lunch. Potato bar with chili and corn bread. Hey it's camp, not the Ritz.
Dining hall buffet table. Serve yourself, bus your dishes and wipe down your tables.
Oh and did I mention, no Wifi, no cell service. This is it..
Total old school.
A siesta for an hour after then the girls diverged. P was all in for Nature art and O and Dennis were off to shoot things with arrows. The P and I made pipe cleaner crowns with feathers and pine leaves the like Don Quixote we walked over to the rock wall and back searching for the archery field. We gave up after we noticed the pool was open. We jumped in our suits and hit the pool. Had to do a swim test one lap and then tread water for 1 minute. P made it across then couldn't keep her head above water for a minute. Her brave face crumbled and she spent 20 minutes sobbing in a towel huddled in my lap. There's always next year.
We dressed and got P's feet back from turning blue in time for dinner. Roast chicken, mashed potatoes, salad bar and homemade bread. The girls subsisted on cheese a carrot and Dennis begged for a PB and J from the kitchen staff for the girls.
Fed, or sort of fed we went back to the cabins and got ready for a game of 'scrounge'. Three counselors across the meadow calling out for random items
"bring me a.... Pillow pet"
"first grown man wearing lipstick"
"first person under ten in a sleeping bag hopping up here..".
"first team to bring a mattress and have the whole team sit on it"
I had no idea how competitive people were until this game, it was hilarious and a ton of fun. And we totally won. But they declared everyone winners. (I'm just saying' we were robbed). After shoveling all our stuff back in our cabin we were back up for camp fire and gourmet s'mores bar. Songs, stories, ukeleles and mayhem. After camp fire the smarter of the parents took P back and tucked her in and lounged. The other went on the Batan death march of night hikes. Mistake number one- following O's request to go, #2 el husbando had the flash light, mistake number three, trying to spark a wintergreen lifesaver while trying to keep my balance on a ridge top.
Tough night of sleep, two tissue paper thin mattresses made me feel like the princess and the pea. Tip from veterans is to bring their own blow up camping mattresses is duly noted. I've had better nights sleep.
Sunday Day 3:
Eggs, potatoes and toast. Cereals and juices, fruit and yogurt. And bless them..coffee.
Finally made it to to the shower. Not exactly spa like, but I didnt feel like I might catch some dreaded skin rot. Enough warm water to get clean.
Flag raising at ten. Activities were announced
Tie dye
Games in the woods
Zip line
Archery
Lanyards
Story telling
Three out of four Jeske's tie dyed then wandered off to find our child of the forest. O was playing camouflage where you counted to twenty then you had to have visual of the person who is it.. Oh geeze. You had to be here. But you will be - next year right? Are you with me yet?
Yeah,well..
Pizza for lunch, grapes and salad. Fruit punch, milk and coffee.
After lunch new activities!
Creek stomp
Drawing
Skit prep
Gaga
Zip line
Snipe hunt
Meadow games
Oh, revenge is sweet! Dennis took the girls to the creek stomp. I took the towels and waited for them down by the stream.
I had forty minutes of peace and quite.
The girls and Dennis waded in the creek for a mile walk -some times waist deep water as cold as any mountain run off. Hehehehehe.. P and O both came out blue and Dennis soaked to his belly button crawled out muttering all sorts of kind and lovely endearments. Apparently he thought I had said I was coming and I missed O's first time peeing in the woods. Huh? Bummer.
We schlepped up the hill in search of dry clothes and snacks. The girls dried off and changed - note to self; more long pants and 15 pair more socks.
The open activities were the pool, the ping pong tables in the yurt. No one took me up on my 'ping pong to the death' challenge. So I've been sitting in here blogging, watching happy dusty kids kick soccer balls around the flag pole, listening to guitar riffs from the skits to be performed tonight and watching the old guard reading or chatting under the trees.
An hour until dinner and the pack has migrated down to the creek to skip rocks.
Dinner was a Mexican burrito bar, flour tortillas, fajita meat, beans, rice, sour cream and cheese.
The after dinner 'twilight game' was some sort of dodge ball-kick the can-freeze tag- dress-up-cricket hybrid only the kids could figure out. Lots of squeals and laughter while the adults sat on the porch of the lodge drinking coffee.
At eight we lowered the flag and headed up to campfire. Cabins 1, 2 and 3 kids did a skit - the best one of the night if I do say so myself. Lots of jokes, songs and hilarity. At the end of the evening we did a candle lit walk to the meadow to sing the closing song. It was really a great way to wrap up the evening.
P and I headed to the potties to brush and flush. O declined as it was too cold to go out. I agreed but I hate going to bed with funky teeth.
Tomorrow is the polar bear swim 7:30 am at the unheated pool. Me thinks I'll decline.
Monday Day 4:
Woke up at eight. Somehow missed the polar bear swim, had to shake the girls up to make breakfast.
French toast, sausage, fruit, oatmeal or cereals.
The camp director Xena asked the girls to be in a skit at inspiration. Our first time and as pretty, non practicing anythings, I have to say it was nice. The girls did a skit, about the color 'yellow' who meets different colors and everyone leaves their marks on him - as in each kid got to paint a different color on this poor counselor. That kid deserves a raise!
my kids loved it.
After we did the flag raising ceremony we broke out to do our last activities, we chose a hike with Andy to Memorial Park to see 'dead Fred' a fallen redwood. Across a creek, through the woods.. Pretty awesome. Only a couple wet kids on the way home.
The closing lunch was burgers and dogs. We were all packed up so the girls did a potty run and we peeled out. When I asked the girls what they liked most, they listed as much as they could remember doing, and the worst- neither could come up with anything.
Thank you again Andy and Bridget and all our new friends, we can't wait for next year!
Day 1 Friday:
Dennis had taken a day off from work and the girls got out of school early. I had us packed and ready to hit the road. Out of town (mostly) ahead of the crowd. We stopped in Half Moon Bay to browse the stores. P saw a pink cowgirl hat and now it's on her list of "things mom needs to buy me". We peeled out before that could be found and procured. The Jeske girls got books and I found one too only to be bitterly disappointed in the fact it's one I've already read, but had a different cover - I hate that. Thank goodness for the back up that is iBooks.
We peeled out to Pescadero and met up with the Creaches at Duarte's Tavern. Had a Guiness and dinner. For the Creaches it was like Cheers when Norm walked in shouts of the kids names and high pitch squeals abounded. Too much fun.
The girls in front of Duarte's.
P having a drink from the Milk bar..
We finished up and filed back to the cars, a ten minute drive up the road, past two families of deers we were at Camp Loma Mar. Dirt road, rustic cabins and all. No phone or internet access- way primative, my fingers were already twitching in with drawl. Dennis signed us in and we piled out to find our cabin; cabin 2. By the time we unpacked and found our flash lights it was ten minutes to camp fire. In that short amount of time we learned we'd have to introduce ourselves and show our banner. As not having a banner wasn't an option, we quickly hit the dining hall and got to work.
Flowers, hearts and a huge "j" and we all signed our names. It's all good. Up the hill, finally needing our flashlights we trekked.
Jeske's first camp fire (notice me .. in back)
Camp fire... If you've ever been to camp, what can you say? Goofy songs, punny skits and smoke. The staff introduced themselves with a variety of pseudonyms "Xena, Pinky, Lion Heart, Time piece, Mokki, Disney". At first I thought they must be some sort of sorry commune kids with jacked up names- cases of bad Hippy parenting; but each has some hidden meaning that just would have taken too much brain power to decipher.
The camp director Xena asked for volunteers, and out of the corner of my eye I see a hand shoot up ,a not unfamiliar hand. Major bummer O had us up on stage with major enthusiasm. We introduced ourselves as quickly as possible and I got back to the back of the auditorium as fast as humanly possible. Note to self to speak with my children about my life long philosophy of -stay in back and get the lay of the land beeeefooooooore volunteering - for anything.
The other families looked just as uncomfortable, but you could tell the veterans by their easy stage presence. One family, ahem, unfurled an invisible banner to cheers.
It was ten by the time we headed back to the cabins. We had dresses the girls in jammies so all that was left to do was to direct them into their bunks and zip them in. Count to ten and check their breathing, they were out. Have to say I was surprised by how freaking cold it was. Not that I hadn't been warned, I'm just skeptic by nature. It's August people. Sweat shirt and socks were needed along with my super warm sleeping bag. By the time morning came, I had only my nose peeking out.
Our digs..
The bare necessities
Storage..
Saturday Day 2:
Woke at 7:30 the girls were excited to start the day. At eight we headed down to the dining hall. Washed our hands and headed in; pancakes, fruit, trays of bacon and buckets of syrup. Most importantly they had good coffee.
At nine they had 'inspiration' which they deemed like campfire but with out the fire. We declined attendance and hung around our cabin. Got the girls dressed and teeth brushed; it was all good. Ten we walked 5 feet to the flag pole and watched the flag raising.
They asked for volunteers and both girls were out helping to raise the flag. We pledged then listened to the days activities.
Tie dying
Rock wall climbing
Kick ball
Archery
Earth ball games
Zip lining
The girls were all in for zip lining. Dennis walked down with them as I took a couple minutes to straighten up. P was first to zoom across the field. O was fourth.
Both zipped at terrifying speed across the field. Twenty feet in the air smiles as wide as all get out.
As they were only allowed one turn P was quick to spot the Earth Ball games. We walked over to learn how to play "Indiana Jones Ball". A circle of people and four cones in the middle we heaved the Earth Ball around with the goal of 'tagging' the kid in the middle. It was awesome. Both girls were totally stoked as they tried to out maneuver the five foot high inflated ball. I can't say that I wasn't having fun trying to bounce the thing off the back of them.
Now let me tell you about the 'Gaga Pit'. What? What is a Gaga Pit?
An octangular Thunderdome of pure glee. Five foot plywood sides with a small hinged door to let out those knocked out. You start with about twenty kids and adults, butts on the wall then drop in a six inch nerf ball that you use to peg people under the knee to knock them out. Part Dodge ball, part Lord of the Flies. It's awesome- to the point where even I was in the pit having a flipping blast.
Last one standing wins
O and D waiting to get back in the Gaga pit.
Soon was time for lunch. Potato bar with chili and corn bread. Hey it's camp, not the Ritz.
Dining hall buffet table. Serve yourself, bus your dishes and wipe down your tables.
Oh and did I mention, no Wifi, no cell service. This is it..
Total old school.
A siesta for an hour after then the girls diverged. P was all in for Nature art and O and Dennis were off to shoot things with arrows. The P and I made pipe cleaner crowns with feathers and pine leaves the like Don Quixote we walked over to the rock wall and back searching for the archery field. We gave up after we noticed the pool was open. We jumped in our suits and hit the pool. Had to do a swim test one lap and then tread water for 1 minute. P made it across then couldn't keep her head above water for a minute. Her brave face crumbled and she spent 20 minutes sobbing in a towel huddled in my lap. There's always next year.
We dressed and got P's feet back from turning blue in time for dinner. Roast chicken, mashed potatoes, salad bar and homemade bread. The girls subsisted on cheese a carrot and Dennis begged for a PB and J from the kitchen staff for the girls.
Fed, or sort of fed we went back to the cabins and got ready for a game of 'scrounge'. Three counselors across the meadow calling out for random items
"bring me a.... Pillow pet"
"first grown man wearing lipstick"
"first person under ten in a sleeping bag hopping up here..".
"first team to bring a mattress and have the whole team sit on it"
I had no idea how competitive people were until this game, it was hilarious and a ton of fun. And we totally won. But they declared everyone winners. (I'm just saying' we were robbed). After shoveling all our stuff back in our cabin we were back up for camp fire and gourmet s'mores bar. Songs, stories, ukeleles and mayhem. After camp fire the smarter of the parents took P back and tucked her in and lounged. The other went on the Batan death march of night hikes. Mistake number one- following O's request to go, #2 el husbando had the flash light, mistake number three, trying to spark a wintergreen lifesaver while trying to keep my balance on a ridge top.
Tough night of sleep, two tissue paper thin mattresses made me feel like the princess and the pea. Tip from veterans is to bring their own blow up camping mattresses is duly noted. I've had better nights sleep.
Sunday Day 3:
Eggs, potatoes and toast. Cereals and juices, fruit and yogurt. And bless them..coffee.
Finally made it to to the shower. Not exactly spa like, but I didnt feel like I might catch some dreaded skin rot. Enough warm water to get clean.
Flag raising at ten. Activities were announced
Tie dye
Games in the woods
Zip line
Archery
Lanyards
Story telling
Three out of four Jeske's tie dyed then wandered off to find our child of the forest. O was playing camouflage where you counted to twenty then you had to have visual of the person who is it.. Oh geeze. You had to be here. But you will be - next year right? Are you with me yet?
Yeah,well..
Pizza for lunch, grapes and salad. Fruit punch, milk and coffee.
After lunch new activities!
Creek stomp
Drawing
Skit prep
Gaga
Zip line
Snipe hunt
Meadow games
Oh, revenge is sweet! Dennis took the girls to the creek stomp. I took the towels and waited for them down by the stream.
I had forty minutes of peace and quite.
The girls and Dennis waded in the creek for a mile walk -some times waist deep water as cold as any mountain run off. Hehehehehe.. P and O both came out blue and Dennis soaked to his belly button crawled out muttering all sorts of kind and lovely endearments. Apparently he thought I had said I was coming and I missed O's first time peeing in the woods. Huh? Bummer.
We schlepped up the hill in search of dry clothes and snacks. The girls dried off and changed - note to self; more long pants and 15 pair more socks.
The open activities were the pool, the ping pong tables in the yurt. No one took me up on my 'ping pong to the death' challenge. So I've been sitting in here blogging, watching happy dusty kids kick soccer balls around the flag pole, listening to guitar riffs from the skits to be performed tonight and watching the old guard reading or chatting under the trees.
An hour until dinner and the pack has migrated down to the creek to skip rocks.
Dinner was a Mexican burrito bar, flour tortillas, fajita meat, beans, rice, sour cream and cheese.
The after dinner 'twilight game' was some sort of dodge ball-kick the can-freeze tag- dress-up-cricket hybrid only the kids could figure out. Lots of squeals and laughter while the adults sat on the porch of the lodge drinking coffee.
At eight we lowered the flag and headed up to campfire. Cabins 1, 2 and 3 kids did a skit - the best one of the night if I do say so myself. Lots of jokes, songs and hilarity. At the end of the evening we did a candle lit walk to the meadow to sing the closing song. It was really a great way to wrap up the evening.
P and I headed to the potties to brush and flush. O declined as it was too cold to go out. I agreed but I hate going to bed with funky teeth.
Tomorrow is the polar bear swim 7:30 am at the unheated pool. Me thinks I'll decline.
Monday Day 4:
Woke up at eight. Somehow missed the polar bear swim, had to shake the girls up to make breakfast.
French toast, sausage, fruit, oatmeal or cereals.
The camp director Xena asked the girls to be in a skit at inspiration. Our first time and as pretty, non practicing anythings, I have to say it was nice. The girls did a skit, about the color 'yellow' who meets different colors and everyone leaves their marks on him - as in each kid got to paint a different color on this poor counselor. That kid deserves a raise!
my kids loved it.
After we did the flag raising ceremony we broke out to do our last activities, we chose a hike with Andy to Memorial Park to see 'dead Fred' a fallen redwood. Across a creek, through the woods.. Pretty awesome. Only a couple wet kids on the way home.
The closing lunch was burgers and dogs. We were all packed up so the girls did a potty run and we peeled out. When I asked the girls what they liked most, they listed as much as they could remember doing, and the worst- neither could come up with anything.
Thank you again Andy and Bridget and all our new friends, we can't wait for next year!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Where I like to be..
I love Sundays. Getting up reading the Chronicle - it's the day it takes 30 minutes to read rather than 10. We have a system, Dennis guts the ads and grabs Parade and I get the rest. Then leisurely swap.
Not this morning. It's Niles Flea Market and Antiques Fair. Mr. Jeske was to be up at 4am to open the school gates and rent out the yard to a variety of colorful characters. The school uses the monies for sending sixth graders to science camp. Yes, I'm married to a good egg.
This morning, things not so smooth. My eyes popped open and peeked at the clock. 6:20 am, to my left, Mr. Jeske. Trying not to scream "you're laaaaaate" I nudged him up. After a colorful streak of vernacular he was out of bed and out the door.
I followed him out grabbed the paper and came back to start a pot of coffee.
Got a texts from Hillary, the other parent volunteer/hero, keeping Mr. Jeske in check. No to the electric guitar.
Mr. J was home by ten and I was off. Where does one go Sundays at 10 am? The Farmers market of course.
It doesn't look like much, but let me tell you the reasons why I go: white nectaries, pluots, tomatoes, strawberries, lunch box apples and enough veggies to keep a herd of rabbits happy.
Plus, a few of the vendors are from Hughson. Yep yep yep..saves me a 174 mile drive. Of course any time I've tried to ask them about Hughson they look at me like I'm insane - somehow I don't mind. J&J, Rodriguez and Inzana Farms.
Inzana nuts.
And I don't know how you get this gig, but it's pretty sweet; "dude, I killed the Farmers Market".
And these.. Long beans? Anyone know how to prep and cook them?
And as for the flea market, I got on my bike and did a ride down town. Now, I'm not looking for anything so I wanted to get out and see who was selling what. Okay, totally lying, I wanted to see my Mommy buddies.
Peeled out up the street to main and check out the 'antiques'. I'm pretty sure some were fresh off the boat from China and others were straight out of someones dead neighbors house. The food booths smelled amazing. Visited lots of friends along the way, even let someone ride my bike. In short, it was an awesome day.
Now I'm home with two kids cracking out on the computer.
Two more days until school..
Not this morning. It's Niles Flea Market and Antiques Fair. Mr. Jeske was to be up at 4am to open the school gates and rent out the yard to a variety of colorful characters. The school uses the monies for sending sixth graders to science camp. Yes, I'm married to a good egg.
This morning, things not so smooth. My eyes popped open and peeked at the clock. 6:20 am, to my left, Mr. Jeske. Trying not to scream "you're laaaaaate" I nudged him up. After a colorful streak of vernacular he was out of bed and out the door.
I followed him out grabbed the paper and came back to start a pot of coffee.
Got a texts from Hillary, the other parent volunteer/hero, keeping Mr. Jeske in check. No to the electric guitar.
Mr. J was home by ten and I was off. Where does one go Sundays at 10 am? The Farmers market of course.
It doesn't look like much, but let me tell you the reasons why I go: white nectaries, pluots, tomatoes, strawberries, lunch box apples and enough veggies to keep a herd of rabbits happy.
Plus, a few of the vendors are from Hughson. Yep yep yep..saves me a 174 mile drive. Of course any time I've tried to ask them about Hughson they look at me like I'm insane - somehow I don't mind. J&J, Rodriguez and Inzana Farms.
Inzana nuts.
And I don't know how you get this gig, but it's pretty sweet; "dude, I killed the Farmers Market".
And these.. Long beans? Anyone know how to prep and cook them?
And as for the flea market, I got on my bike and did a ride down town. Now, I'm not looking for anything so I wanted to get out and see who was selling what. Okay, totally lying, I wanted to see my Mommy buddies.
Peeled out up the street to main and check out the 'antiques'. I'm pretty sure some were fresh off the boat from China and others were straight out of someones dead neighbors house. The food booths smelled amazing. Visited lots of friends along the way, even let someone ride my bike. In short, it was an awesome day.
Now I'm home with two kids cracking out on the computer.
Two more days until school..
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