Friday, August 08, 2008

Raincheck

Last night’s Porch Night was called on account of rain; although the porch would have kept us nice and dry while the storm raged, Jana had some minor flooding going on at her place so we decided to call it.

We're going to try again tonight and, with any luck, the weather will cooperate. If not, we might consider moving the party inside for Movie Night and, either way; we’ll have a good time.

On the topic of of good times, Hugh and I finalized plans for our trip to Utah next weekend, we are going to The Lagoon and, even better, Jana, Chris and the kids will be joining us. We haven’t told the kids yet, preferring to keep it a secret until the moment we pull up in Jana’s drive-way next Friday afternoon; no doubt it will be a pleasant surprise and I can’t wait to see the expressions on the kids’ faces.

Today I get to go to small claims court which I realize has nothing whatsoever to do with anything else that I have been talking about; so sue me (ha, get it? Court. Sue me? Ooh boy, I slay myself). I’ve never been to court before, not even for a traffic ticket so; this should be an educational experience. We are trying to get payment from a customer and, while I doubt we will ever actually see the money, I will, according to Emily, know how to go through the process when the need arises again in the future. Conducting a proper lawsuit is a skill no girl should be without, apparently (write that down, girls, that's some priceless advice right there).

After court, I plan to hit the local Farmer’s Market to pick up some zucchini because, as you may recall, my own zucchini plants are struggling with infertility and, not to be insensitive to their plight but; I would kind of like to eat some damn zucchini already.

And, since no other topic of this post is even vaguely related to another, I’ll tell you that the Man-Cub is considering taking up a band instrument. The High School band director has graciously offered to give classes for the 4th and 5th graders and has given the kids the following choices of instruments: trumpet, saxophone, clarinet, flute, baritone, French horn, or tuba.

Currently, the Cub is leaning toward the trumpet and I heartily approve (he briefly toyed with the idea of the tuba until The Girl suggested that it was, perhaps a tad bit too large for him, a slight understatement given the fact that a tuba could swallow him whole. Also, thank God that drums were not an option because we all know where that would have gone).

He's leaning toward the trumpet because he likes the idea of eventually being able to play Taps at Scout camp (I can think of worse reasons for picking an instrument, I guess), also, he doesn’t like the look of the saxophone (???) and, while The Girl loves her flute, he has deemed it too girly for a boy so, I’m guessing the trumpet will emerge victorious. In fact, I would put money on it.

One thing I won’t put money on is the chance that we will have a dry Porch Night, tonight. The skies are blue right now but my wedding ring isn’t rolling on my finger like it usually does which means that a storm is approaching. It also means that I am getting old and that my fingers are getting fat but, I prefer to blame it on the approaching storm.

Vanity, thy name is Chelle.

3 comments:

Finlands finest said...

LOL I hope the trumpet wins!!

Good luck getting a successful porch night in.

Jen said...

Horn. Two words: college scholarship. ;)

Posey said...

To bad about porch night...it sounds like a lot of fun.