As I sped to school, (that 20 mph school zone nearly did me in)--Savvy said, "Oh man! I'm going to be late for school! It's going to be so embarrassing, because I'm the tardy monitor!"
Auzy replied, "I'm guessing it's going to be pretty easy to sweet talk yourself out of a tardy slip."
My brother's wife, Joanna, just had a baby a couple of weeks ago.
Every nursing mom needs a breast pump, but one of Joanna's cousins had borrowed hers.
Andy and Jo (who live a couple of hours away) asked my brother Zach if he would meet her cousin and pick it up since they would likely be seeing him before the cousin.
{I know this background info is getting a bit convoluted...but bear with me}
Zach had never met Joanna's cousin, but was told they'd be driving a silver car.
The meeting place was the Lowe's parking lot.
As he arrived in the parking lot, he noticed a couple standing outside of a silver car. He pulled up and said, "Are you waiting for someone?"
"Yes," they said.
"Do you have a breast pump for me?" Zach asked.
"Ummmm. Noooo," they answered.
{Really? Zach? Really?}
"Oh sorry," Zach said, and drove off.
{He eventually found her cousins...but thankfully changed his approach to, "Are you Joanna's cousins?"}
At the first of the year, my friend and I decided we had tons of time on our hands and we should start up a card swapping group.
It has been so much fun...it's like Christmas every month when I look at that brand new batch of cute cards.
Sad to say...the cute cards I have received have been used few and far between...mostly because I refuse to part with them. They are just too darling to give away. How sad is that?
SO, I came up with a shenanigan of an idea to start a blog with pictures of all the cards I've received in my card group...I'm hoping that this will allow me the closure I need to finally use some of these fab cards.
So far, we have done thank you's, a couple of birthdays, mom and dad's day, baby gift tags..and in a couple of days we'll be getting some darling (I'm sure) sassy blank cards. I can't wait to see the creativity there (and no, mine are still not finished yet)!
So, click on over if you'd like to see some sweet cards...oh and did I mention the ladies in our card swap are super creative?
PS If you have some cards of your own you'd like to share...email me and I'll add you onto the blog.
PPS Have you seen this awesome clip from President Uchtdorf's talk last General Relief Society Broadcast? It's all about creativity, folks.
My cousin, Amy, posted the funniest thing about her latest and greatest calling as enrichment leader. She held this calling for a total of one enrichment night...in which she featured her skills of couponing. I'm still laughing. You must click over and read about her couponing adventures as Enrichment Leader.
Of course, it reminded me of the shortest lived calling I ever had.
So, then I preceded to leave the longest stinkin' comment ever...so long that it turned into a blog post..Sorry Amy! (I'm still thinking about going over there and deleting it...it's kind of like when a prayer at church turns into a talk...not good.)
And now for the rest of the story.
When Jay was just a toddler, I got called to be the primary pianist.
Before I go any further, it is important for you to understand that this is my dream calling. For one, you get to sit and listen to the kids sing...how tender is that?
Plus, you do not have to break a sweat..unlike the poor chorister. {I've been the chorister and its a freakin' aerobic workout week in and week out.}
Also, did you know that kids do not judge? How beautiful would that be? If you mess up it is okay by them...and half the time they are singing too loud to care what the pianist is playing.
Finally, you are hidden by the piano for two whole hours. There is a whole lot of diet coke you can be swiggin' during that time. I'm totally kidding. Mostly.
Anyway, on this fateful Sunday after church, I got called to be the primary pianist. I raved on and on to the 2nd counselor in the bishopric about the gloriousness of my new calling. I was thrilled! I couldn't believe my good fortune.
Sunday evening, the Bishop called me AND Jeff back to his office. I figured Jeff was getting a new calling, he had been the membership clerk for a while.
I found out quickly that yes, Jeff, was getting a new calling.
But, so was I!
The Bishop called us to be the new Nursery Leaders.
"But, Bishop," I said. "I just got called to be the primary pianist...and it's my dream come true."
"Yes, I know. But the couple we called to be the nursery leaders told us no...and we've decided we need you there instead," he said.
"So, you're reneging on my primary pianist calling? Do you know its my dream calling?" I asked.
{I don't think he liked the word "reneg" but he agreed that yes, he was reneging.}
Now this wasn't one of my finer moments..but I told the Bishop that before I said yes, he HAD to tell me the names of the couple who had the nerve to say no...so I could give them the stink-eye on Sunday I am pretty sure I did not admit to the stink eye part.
And he told me!
And I gave them the stink-eye for a whole month.
And I've never been called to be the primary pianist since.
Monday started a new school year for my awesome 5th graders (Savvy and Auzy) and my 'growing up to way to fast' 9th grader (Jordyn).
Being older and wiser, this year's (traditional) first day of school picture ought to be a piece of cake...except we are kind of in a hurry because I also have my first day of school with some new fourth graders.
So come on kids, cooperate!
Oh yay! Cute picture on the first try...except it's in front of a dying bush and someone left out their dang scooter!
Curses!
Did I mention we don't have time for these kind of shenanigans?
Okay. Move over here to these overgrown luscious bushes...and smile.
For the love, Savvy. Look at the camera!
Sigh. Auzy, would it be possible for you to move your hand?
C'mon kids...Petal has 4 boys and they started taking pic's after us and finished before us!
Really Savvy? Really?
Here's to a happy 2009-10 school year...hopefully yours will be more successful than my amateur photo shoot...