I make my own fun – yup, I do. And, apparently, I am not the ONLY one.
Spotted outside my (pretty possessive, aren’t I?) urologist’s office:
Yes, it is wearing a scarf – baby, it’s COLD out there!
And, yes, it is wearing a santa hat – the snow is probably too deep for them to go out and change it to a simple winter hat – and it hasn’t been quite a month since Christmas anyway.
😉
It would appear that I am not the only one who likes to have fun in Alaska, huh?
Happy New Year, Everyone!
I’m not totally sure . . . but it looks to me like the Moose and his buddies have gotten into somebody’s (liquor) stash! Couldn’t even get out the party hats – they had to use the baby socks I’ve been knitting!
Well . . . nevertheless . . . I’d like to wish everyone who stops by this place a
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
May 2008 be all that you could wish!
or . . . songs NOT to sing at next year’s high school choir concert.
The Boy is a tenor in the choir and this afternoon was the Christmas concert. We, being the great grandparents that we are, went to listen.
Really, there is NOTHING this side of heaven that is quite so wondermous as choral music sung beautifully . . . and Hendy does it beautifully. The sound that comes from those kids . . . well, I could go on and on.
I could . . . but apparently some of the kids could not.
They were singing a rousing bit of Frosty the Snowman and had gotten to the thumpety-thump-thump part when a gasp went up from the crowd. Apparently someone of the sopranos (why is it always the sopranos?) went thumpety-thump-thump right off the risers, cracking her head on the acoustic backdrop in the process.
At first Hendy didn’t seem to notice, but slowly (it seemed like slow-mo) all heads in the choir turned to their collective right and downward and people in the audience shouted for help . . . of which there was plenty of qualified help.
A school nurse or two (or three) rushed to the stage along with a gynocologist (the mother of one of the tenors) who all managed to bring the girl back to consciousness and take her off stage.
Hendy got up from the riser where she was sitting overseeing the commotion, dusted herself off, raised her hand and began again . . . thumpety-thump-thump . . . and down went another soprano – this time from the second riser and towards the front of the stage.
She was not quite out – jumped back up – well, was helped back up – and insisted she could stay onstage to finish the song. The school nurses and the gyn-mom insisted as vocally that she most certainly could NOT and escorted her off the stage.
Hendy gave up on the song (whee!) and gathered everyone together to sing the next piece. In the midst of it, yet another soprano rushed offstage, hand to mouth – we’re assuming that SHE at least had eaten something and was now ready to purge.
heh
The others – we’re thinking probably none of those girls had eaten today and thus were swooning – or maybe that was the effect of the tenor section? Mass swooning???
ICE
ICE, ICE
ICE, ICE, ICE BABY
Sigh . . . it’s coming . . . buuuuuuuuuuttttt
the future’s so bright . . . .
have a wonderful week!
This week’s Thursday photo theme is Autumn/Fall.
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These pics were taken last Saturday along the banks of Moose River. (Now, just how appropriate is THAT?) I was out trolling for good fall shots and stopped at the Izaak Walton campground in Sterling for these.
Peaceful comes to mind.