~Lorie Line Holiday concert in La Crosse
Here's part of the almost-post from that trip:
Way back in November (seems like more than a month ago!) my mom, Emi and I, along with other "Windjue" ladies (and Nick) went to see Lorie Line and her Pop Chamber Orchestra put on their great "Holiday Extravaganza" show in La Crosse. It was a great time as usual. I never thought that I would be one to get all excited about sitting for a couple hours watching a woman play the piano. That was before I saw this particular woman playing her piano. And it's really so much more than just her playing. There's the rest of her 'orchestra', Mr. Line-MC/Santa/whatever other characters he play, audience participation (singing, clapping, ringing bells, etc.), and I think my most 'favoritest' part-when the kids are invited up on stage. This year they all got animal costumes, and Emi was a Christmas seal. My mom and I laughed so hard...the head of the costume kept falling forward and Emi kept pushing it back up, all while trying to keep ringing her bell and singing along.
~Christmas and Christmas vacation (which included some really fun times like cleaning up a living room that has been covered in a fine layer of Gold Bond powder, and spending 6 hours cleaning up the kitchen after the refrigerator got tipped over. Fun times at the Hanvold house.)
Here's part of the post I was typing for the "powder incident":
Well, this place looks vaguely familiar...I think I've been here before. Oh now I remember. It's all coming back to me now. It's been so long that I've forgotten! It seems that all I've been doing for the past however long is trying to avert disaster, or cleaning it up if I can't stop it.
How about this...I go downstairs to throw in some laundry. I'm down there for 5 minutes. I can hear feet pounding on the floor upstairs and just figure the kids are playing and running around with Scout. I get upstairs and enter a winter wonderland. In the living room. Turns out that the kids were running around...they were trying to get the Gold Bond powder container away from Scout, who had stolen it from the counter and was running everywhere with the OPEN container in his mouth, spreading powder all over everything.
So now, the middle of February, things seem just as crazy. There are approximately 77 days of school left before summer vacation, and I'm about 50% sure that I still have a job next year. Considering that my job this year changed half-way through this year, I consider those odds decent. Some things are starting to piss me off, though. I have had to prove, in a way, that I am earning my keep, so to speak, while another employee spends most of her time emailing and chatting on the phone, then complaining about people asking her to do things that are her job. Grrr. I have to make sure to cover for her so she can get her breaks during the day, then I get in trouble for not having a break on my schedule. I really want to say that I think the other person is confused. Instead of working for 8 hours and having an hour worth of breaks, she's working for an hour and taking an 8 hour break. But I don't. And probably won't. I'll just bitch about it. I think they already know anyway, and I'll just seem like a tattletale. Lots of budget issues going on, position switching, grade moving, building problems, etc. Things are uncertain, and that's the only certain thing we know. Comforting. I guess I'll take my 50% chance.
OK, I'm going to end this now before something happens and I have to hit SAVE instead of PUBLISH. Mission accomplished!
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