1) So my Boesiger Bunch Family Fun Fridays on Facebook (try saying that really fast three times) wasn't a total bust. Though participation was slim, my girls both kept asking what my new idea was. Last Friday I posted three old pics from their childhood. Within five minutes Drummer Boy commented and before the evening was over, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FAMILY HAD COMMENTED. VICTORY! Now, how do I continue the fun without getting boring? One can't post old pictures every week. Goofy videos? Sounds like a lot of work. Poems? Limericks? Prizes? Ideas, people. I need ideas.
2) Drama Queen bragged so much about planking on our antique file cabinet, we decided to try it ourselves to show her it was not really that big of a deal (Are you sick of these pictures yet, or wondering how we ever get anything done at our house?).
See? No biggie deal, Drama Queen. That was easy! And then to one up her sister, Miss Innocent One was able to do a Batman. Sort of.
And how about this lamping? This wasn't Kevin's idea, as you can probably guess. He was just too tired to fight it.
3) As an incentive to working hard on her schoolwork, I told Miss Innocent One we would get a manicure or pedicure (her choice) if she got good grades first quarter. She studied hard and fulfilled her part of the bargain, so we headed out. Now I have to tell you, I'm something of a cheapskate. The thought of paying $30 for a pedicure makes my heart palpitate, so I thought we should give our local beauty college a try where they advertised them for $12.50.
What a weird experience! First off it was "Hair Day" at the school, which I guess meant the students were experimenting on each other. Nearly every person in there was wearing a cape and had foil hanging off their head. They were walking around the shop, sneaking peeks at each other's work. Then a towering giant of a man with a tight, orange afro came to get me for my pedicure. I'm not kidding. This guy was at least 6'5" or 6'6"and probably weighed 250. He was a friendly chap though and personable. He got to work on me while Miss Innocent One sat nearby with a woman who barely spoke as she did her nails. Apparently this woman had been on the docket earlier for "Hair Day" as her hair was already done in a curly bob (think Marilyn Monroe as a redhead--super cute). Her lack of speaking made me imagine her as some little mute girl frolicking in the Swiss mountains. (Yeah. I think too much.)
Though I enjoyed the conversation of my guy (as opposed to mute little Swiss girl), my pedicure took FOREVER. I thought we'd never get out of there! The first polish he put on was BLECK (I think it was old and too sticky), so he kindly took it all off and started over, but left traces of the old polish all over my toes. I wasn't about to ask him to fix it after being in the chair an hour and a half. Miss Innocent One's manicure took considerably less time, but looked like more time should have been spent on it. We came home feeling like we'd been to a really bad slumber party where everybody was just too tired to do a good job on each other's nails. Maybe we can blame it on all the chemicals floating in the air on "Hair Day."
And I felt like the loser mother who totally ruined her daughter's first manicure by trying to save a buck. Live and learn, Tam, live and learn.
4) Ladies Man has a birthday coming up in a few weeks. He's made it very clear what he wants. Kevin found this on his iPad:
Yeah. Keep dreaming, buddy.
5) Drummer Boy has decided to grow a beard again, which I think is a good look for him, except this time he's vowed to let it go from November until April! There's no telling how bushy and long this thing could get. There are places on this lad already that are down right furry. What will months of whisker growth turn him into?!
6) Miss Innocent One performed for the first time with her middle school show choir. She was quite excited to get her dress which arrived the day of the concert. No wonder she was so jazzed. The dresses are SWEET!
It was a little tough to see her in it, though. She looked so grown-up. Her dad is their accompanist. I don't think she minds one bit, do you? You looked beautiful, babe!
7) Our nephew returns tonight after serving for a year in Afghanistan. It seems the year has flown by to me, but I'm sure his wife and mother would definitely disagree. Welcome home, Ben! We're proud of you! And thank you.
That's all this chicky has to say today, folks. Take a look at Conversion Diary for more Quick Takes.