The Sunday Funnies

Every year my kids participate in a swim meet in Park City.

We all love it...and not entirely because of the swimming...but the extracurricular events that are available afterwards.

{Think: Shopping. Eating. and
Good Times.}

This past weekend was the Park City meet, and it did not disappoint.

The kids swam great on Friday and that evening we headed to Park City's main street to whoop it up with the night crowd.

We ate at a fun little pizza place called the
Red Banjo Pizza.

{I'm pretty sure we saw some famous people there too, because there was a group of pizza patrons wearing sunglasses...while they ate. And they looked pretty incognito, if you ask me.}

In other news, as the kids admired the wall covered in banjos, they said, "Mom, this totally looks like something you would do!"

So, because of this quirky wall......
My decorating skills have now been likened to a cheap pizza parlour's broken banjo wall.

Nice.

And now for the rest of the story...

As El Jefe was ordering our pizzas (the Red Banjo & the Little Belle--delicious by the way), he asked,
"Do you guys do pictures?"

The look on the kids' faces were priceless.

Horrified and puzzled comes to mind.

Apparently, they thought he was asking if our ski instructor/waiter would be interested in taking our formal picture.

While we ate? Hmmm. An interesting concept.

And here all El Jefe really wanted to know was if they sold drinks in pitchers...cuz all that swim-watchin' had made us thirsty.

Hence, the good times.

(the shopping came after the meet on
Saturday...and it was divine).

A Ferret's Life for Me

For the past month, Savvy has been obsessed with getting a ferret. She just loves going to Petco to look at them.

I find them absolutely disgusting.


With her birthday approaching quickly, our daily conversations have gone a bit like this:

Savvy: "Mom, I really, really want a ferret for my birthday."

Me: "Ooh! No! They are so gross!"

Savvy: "Please. I will be so good. I'll practice the violin every day. And I'll wear whatever you tell me to wear. And you can even put my hair in pigtails if you want."

Me: "No. It's not worth it. A ferret is way too stinky...and besides it would probably eat poor Elvis."

Savvy: "Sigh. Okay."

And just when I think I've crushed her hopes and dreams of getting a ferret, the conversation starts over the next day.

So, last week when she told me she wanted to be a ferret for Halloween, I knew she needed a costume intervention.

The Internet seemed like a good place to go.

We went to the Family Fun website, and I told her I would make her ANYTHING on this website she wanted to be.

As we scrolled through the list, we both saw at the same time "Boxers".

We looked at each other and started giggling. Then we clicked on it to see how they could possibly make a costume look like men's boxers...on a family website.

Let's just say it wasn't this that we saw.


It wasn't this either.



But, it was this.

{We giggled-snorted and laughed till we cried.}

I definitely should've taken this as a sign that this costume looking excursion was not going to be a productive one.

But, we pressed forward.

"How bout a bubble bather?" I asked.

"Nah," she said.

"A Jellyfish?"

"Nah."

"Maybe I could be the big, bad wolf?" she said.

Really.

We looked at the costume and she said he wasn't the right color.

There were over a hundred costumes to look at, and she looked at a total of 3 costumes after the wolf: a "Bag of Gross-eries", "Alien Encounter" and a "Little Bearded Gnome".

No princess costumes for this girl.

Finally, we had come to the end of the list.

She said, "Well. If you don't want me to be a ferret. Maybe I could be a devil-ferret?"

She wasn't kidding.

She honestly thought I would like a devil-ferret alternative.

If only she had known, she had actually gone from bad to worse.

That ferret costume is starting to look pretty good now.