While I was out

28 Apr

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, so you should be loving the frick out of me right about now.

*I promised to tell you about that All-City Choir thing.  It met with my expectations, which is to say it was just as painful as ever.  The Safety Dance was definitely the highlight, though the Orca-stra’s number this year was certainly memorable as well.  Eight or so beginning violinists and just about as many beginning vocalists performed Pachelbel’s Canon together.  How does a choir go about performing Pachelbel’s Canon you ask?  Well, by having their school secretary/choir director write lyrics for it, of course!

We are the future of the world
Our generation will observe.
We are waiting
and also anticipating.

Repeat. Repeatedly.

Seriously, I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.

*My dentist appointment was fairly uneventful besides the one cavity and the possible need for a new crown. One thing that sucks about Saturday appointments is that the receptionist is not there to turn on the muzak. Total silence! Also, there was a different hygienist who apparently was completely immune to the charms of my beautiful hair, skin and wardrobe. Total lack of compliments! Which just goes to show, you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone.

*Chuck got back in town and has since left again.  We’ll see him again on the 7th of next month.

*My dad came to visit for spring break.  It was delightful.

*My BIL and SIL and another SIL and her four children came up to visit for an evening.  Also delightful.  No, really.

*My high school BFF came for a girl’s weekend.  We wandered around Pike Place Market and stumbled upon the disgustingly awesome “Gum Wall”:

A small portion of the Gum Wall.

 

Here’s a closer look:
 

Disgustingly awesome. And also disgusting.

 
Had a religious experience with fried dough:
 

Deliciously awesome. And also delicious.

 
And tip-toed through the tulips:
 

Skagit Valley Tulip Festival - the pictures don't do it justice.

 

Insert angelic chorus here.

 
*I survived an all-day field trip with DynaGirl’s 5th grade class (7am-7pm), for which I had to drive/chaperone.  I was partnered up with a dad from the class I had only met once before years ago and was concerned that it would be an awkward day, but he was actually delightful and very entertaining.  He insisted on my trying out his Maui Jim sunglasses, which were amazing.  Seriously, if I wasn’t incapable of spending more than $10 on sunglasses, I would totally pick up a pair.  Also, he shared his nuts with me on the ferry.  Praline pecans.  Yum.
 
*I also survived the first 30 minutes of the elementary school talent show, which included “Hey Soul Sister” sung by the middle school choir club (yikes), a Katy Perry number (double yikes), an unenthusiastic Bollywood dance number (yawn), and a Justin Bieber number (musical taste aside, at least the kid could sing).  DynaGirl and Goose played piano (separately), and performed very well.  I even had a mother send me an e-mail complimenting their preparedeness and expressiveness and wanting to know who their teacher was.  We left right after they were done, and I don’t feel even a little bit guilty about it.  The evening was combined with a $6 per person potato bar dinner (which we were not eating) and a basket raffle/silent auction fundraiser (which we were not participating in).  They interrupted the performances every couple of acts to announce winners.  Plus, we had been asked to be there an hour before it started, so they could run through the performances, but that never happened.  We just sat around.  For an hour.
 
Other than that, just same ol’, same ol’.  What have you been up to?
 

 

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23 Responses to “While I was out”

  1. Alison Wonderland April 28, 2011 at 11:22 am #

    I am loving the frick out of you right now so there.

    (And perhaps rather than inserting the angelic chorus as you requested we could insert the beginning choir singing Pachelbel’s chorus. Just a thought.)

  2. foo4luv April 28, 2011 at 11:44 am #

    Oh.my.lanta. Those lyrics are just…words cannot express. In fact, they’re a perfect example of why words should NOT express.

    I don’t feel bad about missing this year’s talent show. Though I am sure your kids were great. One of their school’s talent nights was enough for me. “Hey, Soul Sister”? Really? And Katy Perry? Please tell me it was the firework song. I think that’s the only one I’ve heard in passing that didn’t offend me.

  3. Mother of the Wild Boys April 28, 2011 at 11:56 am #

    I love the frick out of you everyday. But I also missed the frick out of you. 😉

    All-City Choir, chaperoning, and Elementary Talent show? Ugh…you must love torture.

    No Muzak or compliments? Are you sure it wasn’t an imposter in your dentist’s office?
    Imposter: “Hello, I am your dentist.”
    Bythelbs: “Or so he says…”

    Speaking of absence makes the heart grow fonder…best wishes for your sanity without Chuck.

    Family visits = awesome exhaustion, no?

    I am so living vicariously through your BFF right now, that girl’s weekend looks AMAZING!

    Welcome back. 🙂

  4. bythelbs April 28, 2011 at 12:29 pm #

    Alison—That is quite a thought. I love the frick out of you, too.

    Foo—Your first paragraph made me LOL. Good one! Yes, it was Firework, sung by a trio of really super adorable, tone-deaf girls.

    Mother—Get your backside up to Seattle and we’ll party!

  5. flipflopmama April 28, 2011 at 2:18 pm #

    Remember that time you left me on the sidewalk with my kid and all my bags? After my brother picked me up we went to that wall. Intriguing and disgusting.

    My daughter knows the words to Fireworks and it makes cringe every time she sings it. “Make him go…..” not what i want my 6 year old singing. I’m convinced Katy Parry is Satan. She has such catchy songs that I find myself bopping my head to until I listen to the words.

  6. flipflopmama April 28, 2011 at 2:19 pm #

    And now I have that song stuck in my head…again.

    • bythelbs April 28, 2011 at 2:58 pm #

      She is Satan, Flip. She is. And I still feel residual guilt over abandoning you in the middle of the city! But you told me to do it! You told me to!

  7. MaryAnn April 28, 2011 at 3:49 pm #

    YEAAAA!!!!!! I was secretly hoping our BFFs in the City adventure would make your blog – ha! And yes, “religious” is the only way to describe the airy, calorie-free cinnimon and sugar petite perfections from the Daily Dozen.

    This had me laughing hysterically, as always – glad you are back 🙂 May I ask what a $6 per person potato bar at a school looks like and who in the world would willingly partake in such a culinary disgrace, outside say, serving a prison sentance?

    • bythelbs April 28, 2011 at 4:56 pm #

      The BFFs in the City adventure really merited a blog of its own, but with how things have been going lately, who knows when I’ll be back on here! (Airy and calorie-free for sure!)

      The potato bar was exactly what I imagine you’re envisioning with that prison reference.

  8. tawnya April 28, 2011 at 5:07 pm #

    I want a BFF weekend in the city. ANY city. Now. Sigh…

    Yay! You’re back!

  9. evitafjord April 28, 2011 at 5:50 pm #

    Tasty all around. I can’t believe we missed the gum wall when we were there last summer. I also can’t believe that I didn’t even realize that we missed the gum wall until you spoke of it. I really had planned on seeing it – we were right there, we partook of the donuts. Ark.

    We didn’t make it up to Mt. Vernon either this time. I was born in the Skagit Valley Hospital and my husband graduated from MVHS (obviously, it was destiny that we marry). I’m feeling the epic road trip was significantly less epic than it ought to have been. Or at least slightly less.

  10. madhousewife April 28, 2011 at 7:34 pm #

    I freaking love tulips. I believe I am on record. I also love the frick out of you, whether you are gone or not. Even though you have made me hungry for doughnuts, and there are no religious doughnut shops nearby. Even though you did not provide me video footage of The Safety Dance. (I forgive you.)

  11. Julie April 28, 2011 at 8:12 pm #

    So much to say, but what can I say that hasn’t already been said?

    Nothing. That’s what. But I AM gonna reiterate that that gum wall made me dry heave a little. Nastay.

  12. Lora April 29, 2011 at 9:26 am #

    I can’t believe you didn’t like those beautiful lyrics! I mean not everyone can write something that leaves you wanting more… like wondering what they are going to “observe” and what that future generation is “waiting” and “anticipating”… perhaps the punch line? Those were awful! Love the gum wall. Don’t plan on creating one myself and I just had a strange urge to go sanitize everything…

    Good to see you in blogland again.

  13. Amanda D April 29, 2011 at 9:57 am #

    How did I not see the gum wall when I was in Seattle a few years ago? I’m going to agree with Julie A though. Nastay.

    Sounds like you’ve been busy. Hope you’re surviving!

  14. bythelbs April 29, 2011 at 4:56 pm #

    Tawnya—I think you need to make another Seattle trip.

    Evita—I didn’t realize you had such close ties to my neck of the woods. Cool. Did you enjoy the donuts?

    Mad—I have video, though it’s not a good angle and the sound was bad, but it’s here for you next time you’re around.

    Julie—Very nastay.

    Lora—I need your positive outlook at these choir things! And thanks. BTW, I do still hang out at your place, I just haven’t been much with the comments lately. 🙂

    Amanda—Next time you’re in town I’ll personally escort you. And yes, I’m surviving. Hope you’re well, too!

    • evitafjord April 29, 2011 at 5:06 pm #

      How could we not love them? And yep, my whole family is in WA somewhere (oops, that’s a lie, my brother is in a Portland suburb now). Only my sister is northward these days though (Oak Harbor). We didn’t stay in MV very long before my parents headed back down to Tacoma and southward. I didn’t realize you were close to the tulips.

  15. Patience April 29, 2011 at 5:41 pm #

    I’m glad you are back! School music teachers should not be allowed to write lyrics and setting lyrics to the Pachelbel Canon is probably worthy of the death penalty.

  16. Boquinha April 30, 2011 at 6:23 pm #

    Mmmmm, airy donuts.

    I have missed your blog posts, but I totally get the not writing posts thing. And part of me is kind of glad when regulars don’t blog, because it gives me more time to catch up on, well, lots of stuff, but yet, if someone’s not going to blog, sometimes I wish it were someone else and not you, because your blog is one of my favorites, but I do totally understand and it’s okay, and wow, is this ever a really long run-on sentence. 🙂

    I love the frick out of you.

  17. bythelbs April 30, 2011 at 10:22 pm #

    Evita—I am between MV and Tacoma, so you drove right past me!

    Patience—Thank you! The funny thing about this particular school “music teacher” was she confessed that she was actually the school secretary acting as choir director because they didn’t have an actual choir director, but then assured everyone that she knew what she was doing. Um, yeah.

    Boquinha—I understand exactly what you’re saying and I’m flattered. Thank you. LTFOOYB.

  18. Catherine May 2, 2011 at 2:03 pm #

    He shared his nuts with you, huh? Sounds fishy to me.

    • bythelbs May 2, 2011 at 2:31 pm #

      Why, Catherine, whatever do you mean?

      • Catherine May 4, 2011 at 1:27 pm #

        I am somewhat surprised that my sister didn’t make the same comment. Although, she may just far classier than I and unwilling to stoop to such tasteless observations….nah!

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