Well, the great news is that the week before Sebas' birthday, I found the tickets!! The show was great. Sebas liked the concert, Jackson was mesmerized by the concert.
Where were the tickets? In my closet, in a bag, in a book. Naturally!
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
Help! I lose things!
I lose things.
This isn't a new problem. Rather, it's been a trend for as long as I can remember. I don't know that there was a single year through school when I didn't lose my class schedule before my first day of class. We would have the little red. black and white slip mailed during the summer time and we'd eagerly call friends and see what classes we had with friends. Based off of those conversations, more often then not I'd piece together through process of elimination what my days would look like. How I ever made it through school that way, I don't know.
Once upon a time Bryan got me a ring that I loved so much I named it...Ka-Chow. I lovingly wore Ka-Chow all of 2 days before I lost it. For weeks I relived the lost-schedule nightmare and looked all over the place for it. Days passed. Weeks passed. MONTHS passed and I finally admitted to Bryan that Ka-Chow was gone. This wouldn't have been so bad had I not lost our digital camera just weeks before. Yep. Not my best moment. Later Bryan bought a replacement ring that I named Ka-Chugga and shortly after, Ka-Chow resurfaced.
When my mother was released from the hospital last year the physician tried to hand me the dismissal papers. Luckily, Mom saw through her post-op, drug-induced fog to mutter the words. "No, not Dulce. She loses things." Yep. I lose things.
All that to say, I have managed to lose not one but BOTH of the boys birthday presents. I am scouring the house, looking through boxes and stacks of paper. Looking at our "go-to" spots for important things. No luck. In an attempt to reduce clutter a few years back, I started buying tickets to shows for birthdays. Jackson has gone to Blue Man Group, Cirque Illumination, Cirque Montage and others as a birthday present. Somewhere hidden in the house are 4 tickets to Cirque Dreams: Pop Goes the Rock. This should be the first year that we start this with Sebastian and I have secured 4 tickets to see STOMP.
I'm hoping to foster a love of the theater like I have. So far it's been working pretty well. I'm thinking we may have to put a new twist on things, though, and say they have to find their curiously hidden present first.
This isn't a new problem. Rather, it's been a trend for as long as I can remember. I don't know that there was a single year through school when I didn't lose my class schedule before my first day of class. We would have the little red. black and white slip mailed during the summer time and we'd eagerly call friends and see what classes we had with friends. Based off of those conversations, more often then not I'd piece together through process of elimination what my days would look like. How I ever made it through school that way, I don't know.
Once upon a time Bryan got me a ring that I loved so much I named it...Ka-Chow. I lovingly wore Ka-Chow all of 2 days before I lost it. For weeks I relived the lost-schedule nightmare and looked all over the place for it. Days passed. Weeks passed. MONTHS passed and I finally admitted to Bryan that Ka-Chow was gone. This wouldn't have been so bad had I not lost our digital camera just weeks before. Yep. Not my best moment. Later Bryan bought a replacement ring that I named Ka-Chugga and shortly after, Ka-Chow resurfaced.
When my mother was released from the hospital last year the physician tried to hand me the dismissal papers. Luckily, Mom saw through her post-op, drug-induced fog to mutter the words. "No, not Dulce. She loses things." Yep. I lose things.
All that to say, I have managed to lose not one but BOTH of the boys birthday presents. I am scouring the house, looking through boxes and stacks of paper. Looking at our "go-to" spots for important things. No luck. In an attempt to reduce clutter a few years back, I started buying tickets to shows for birthdays. Jackson has gone to Blue Man Group, Cirque Illumination, Cirque Montage and others as a birthday present. Somewhere hidden in the house are 4 tickets to Cirque Dreams: Pop Goes the Rock. This should be the first year that we start this with Sebastian and I have secured 4 tickets to see STOMP.
I'm hoping to foster a love of the theater like I have. So far it's been working pretty well. I'm thinking we may have to put a new twist on things, though, and say they have to find their curiously hidden present first.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Boohoo Woohoo
Jackson's has started the 3rd grade, if you can believe it! Clothes were set out, lunch was packed, forms were signed and we were shockingly early for Stevens'.
I was able to help the PTO by setting up for our Boohoo Woohoo breakfast for Kindergarten students. It's a new event that our new principal brought. Behold, the flyer of this fun event:
Monday, June 27, 2011
Palestine: Peace not Apartheid
Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid by Jimmy CarterMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
I actually listened to this while traveling over the weekend. Very insightful. Plus, nothing beats the reading being done by the actual author. Excellent.
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Thursday, April 28, 2011
Weighing In
So, until today I was pretty much uneffected by the "Birther" movement and whether our president was a citizen or not. I viewed it as just another thing for people to complain about instead of working to better the country instead of trying to be divisive. Then, I came across an opinion letter in the local paper. See for yourself.
Here's the thing, by this persons logic, my own citizenship would be called into question. Ummm, I hate to burst his bubble but I'm very proud of the fact that my father immigrated here from El Salvador. I claim my heritage with great pride. I also know that people like my father are what makes this country great in my opinion. On the other side of the spectrum, my mother's family can be traced to native americans. That's right, before the 'ol Mayflower docked. I am equally proud of that heritage.
Good gracious, people. Suck it up, put on your big boy pants and support the man.
Here's the thing, by this persons logic, my own citizenship would be called into question. Ummm, I hate to burst his bubble but I'm very proud of the fact that my father immigrated here from El Salvador. I claim my heritage with great pride. I also know that people like my father are what makes this country great in my opinion. On the other side of the spectrum, my mother's family can be traced to native americans. That's right, before the 'ol Mayflower docked. I am equally proud of that heritage.
Good gracious, people. Suck it up, put on your big boy pants and support the man.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Support the March of Dimes!
Once upon a time I met this girl named Shonda. I was 17ish and she was 18ish. So yeah, that had to have been just a couple years ago. :) We got to spend the summer together at Windermere where we worked and played. We had no idea then the directions our lives would take us. We weren't thinking about marriage or babies, we were thinking about our tans and friends. We were sharing a community bathroom, not thinking about mortgage payments. We couldn't have known then what kind of wives or mothers we would turn into. Well, you know about my 2 blessings. Shonda is the mother of 4 blessings.
Here are a couple of video montages that give you an introduction to her March of Dimes Team: 2 Here, 2 In Heaven. It also gives you an idea as to why I am so blessed to have known her and call her my friend.
Please, if you can, please support the March of Dimes and this team.
Here are a couple of video montages that give you an introduction to her March of Dimes Team: 2 Here, 2 In Heaven. It also gives you an idea as to why I am so blessed to have known her and call her my friend.
Please, if you can, please support the March of Dimes and this team.
Monday, March 28, 2011
So Glad They Love Each Other
I've been watching and I think it's evident, these boys have grown to love each other.
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| In the Beginning |
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| Sebastian's first smile |
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| They are content to dress alike. |
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| And they can be goofy together |
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| And sometimes they bear hug in beautiful moments like this. |
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