Lovin' the Life

Lovin' the Life

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

ID Irritation

My children are required to wear an ID card.  Yes, required.  Because you know, kindergartners are too dumb to know their names, and 5th graders need responsibility.  I don't know why they need to have them, but they do. And it annoys me.

Yesterday Joshua came home and said he'd lost his during PE.  Somewhere between entering the locker room and ending up in the middle of the gym, it vanished.  In the middle of the school.  No one had turned it in by the end of the day, so he had no id, no locker key and no usb drive with his work on it.  No matter, his backpack was in his locker, so he had no books either.  Sigh.

Oddly enough, This morning, Delaney could not find her ID.  I make them hook it on their back packs when they get home, so the ID does not get lost.  I don't know what happened, but Delaney's is lost.  It is $5 to replace the card.  Awesome-sauce.

One would think that someone would have turned in Joshua's ID, since he lost it IN the school.  One would be wrong.  The school called me to make sure it was okay for them to make him another ID and charge me $5.  I asked if they were sure no one had turned it in.  No one had.

So it makes you wonder, what happened to it?  Did it get flung under the bleachers, accidentally flushed down the toilet, or heaven forbid, actually stolen?  I mean, it is an ID card for school.  A school you can walk into without having to actually show your ID card.  A school that I can't imagine any tiny 007 agent from any country wants to try to infiltrate using Joshua's ID card.  It is a small school, so I'm pretty sure other kids would notice that a tiny 007 doesn't look remotely like the picture.  Oh wait, no one actually uses the ID cards, so I better hope they notice the tiny 007 infiltrator doesn't look like my child.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

How to do Mardi Gras

Last year I was too afraid to venture out to any parades.  All I knew was what I'd seen on tv and there was no way I was lifting my top for beads, nor was I allowing my children to participate in such an activity.  Imagine my surprise when I learned that is not what Mardi Gras is about!  General rule of thumb is, if it is a daytime parade, it is probably family friendly. If it is after dark, maybe not, so check with your friends.  If it is in the French Quarter, stay far far away. FYI outside the French Quarter, lifting your shirt can get you arrested.  The city wants to shed that image.  Plus, you get beads for free, no showing nothin'!

We did our second official parade yesterday and it was a lot more crazy than last Saturday.  It was a LOT bigger, and they shifted the parade route, meaning we had to walk at least a mile to get to the start.  So, right there, you know the parade was a mile long!  We dropped Joshua off and started the long hike.  I pushed a stroller filled with diaper bag, snacks, water bottles, sunscreen, hats, sunglasses and 3 chairs. I'd also packed a loot bag for each kid.

We passed some friends along the way and said hi to the missionaries. 

We decided it was too far to get all the way in front of the parade, so we picked out a good spot  almost at the front.   Rylee practiced her begging technique on the little cars that were lining up by us before things got rolling. She did score some beads and was pleased as punch.  We had dropped Joshua off at 10:30 and were in position by 11:30.

I took a picture of me just to prove I was there! 

Marian and Callie killed time by climbing the trees before the parade started. 

Callie went down to make friends with the Sheriff's mounted police.  She really really loved the horses and was thrilled any time she could pet one.   

Even better, Callie is an awesome sister and helped Rylee get to pet the horses too.  I love these kids!  The parade finally got rolling and the kids were delighted.

Rylee loved getting beads.  She thought it was the greatest thing ever. 

We cheered on the Marine Corps Band.  

The parade had a lot of starts and stops as it went along.  The parade would meander along, then halt for a few minutes.  This could be very lucrative.  If a float stopped by you, they would continue to toss out loot for a bit, which was awesome for the kids. 

Marian has good Loot-Collecting techniques, and I rarely saw her, except when she would drop off a fist full of throws into her loot bag.  She was quite pleased with those chili pepper beads she got and she's handing me a flower here.  The horseback riders usually had flowers, and the girls would run right up to them.  The riders would hand them flowers, and sometimes beads.

There are some great things to see, like the Indian horse.  He was all by himself out there, and a bit too austere for the girls to approach. 

Sadly, Delaney was not good at getting beads.  See her there, if she'd run out, that lady on the float would hand her stuff, but Delaney just hung back and then cried when she didn't get anything.   She's also a bit oblivious.  You have to watch the people throwing stuff.  If they make eye contact with you, you're golden.  If you catch them at the right point in the grab-the-beads-and-toss process, they'll toss to you.  Delaney always seemed to be at the spot when the people were reaching back for more beads.  Poor kid was so sad.  I think she also expected them to come all at once.  Nope, you catch some from each float and it all adds up.  Sometimes you don't catch anything from a float and that's okay too.

 That kid out there is Callie.  She would run right along the floats till she got something.  She's awesome.  She said she saw someone with feather boas, so she asked for one and the guy gave it to her.  She told me all about how some boy was trying to jump up and get the boa, but the guy wouldn't let him have it.  He made sure Callie got it.  That's the stuff that makes this so fun!

You do need to be seen though.  You have to get out there and wave your hands!  Being with friends helps too.  Partly because you can get a bigger spot on the road, and partly because friends are more likely to share! 

We sat with some of our friends.  One of them had brought face markers and Paul, who is in Delaney's kindergarten class, painted this butterfly on Rylees face!  How cute is that?!

It was fun to see all the bands and costumes. 

And there were some dang cool costumes! Or are they Uniforms? 

 Did I mention how Delaney tends to just stand there?  She was in tears at her lack of beads.  And then, she was in tears because she got wapped in the face with them.  So beware, beads hurt and can be flung at high velocity!

 Joshua and his band were towards the end.  We'd finally realized that the other side was being sorely underutilized, so we'd moved there.  It did mean a greater loot haul, but it meant I was on the wrong side to get a picture of my boy!  Aack!  And they had their van following them this time, rather than ahead, so I didn't realize they were coming in time. You can barely see a part of his face there.  He said they waited till 1:15 before they started marching.  The parade began at noon, so they hung out for quite a while!

Some of the floats and costumes on them were pretty cool.  Some were a little odd.  This parade was done by the Krewe of Allah, by the way. 

Delaney did finally get enough beads and stuff to make her happy.  She and Rylee scored some good stuff and they had a really good time. 

Did I mention how much Callie liked the horses?!

We had to get a picture of us in some of our beads at the end.  Yeah, we rocked it!

The parade lasted till 2:30- that's 2 and a half hours!  Then we had that long walk back, but in addition to all we hauled in, we were tired, and we had acquired 4 large bags of beads and stuff! I felt like quite the pack mule.  We made it back to the car.  But then we had to drive to the end point to get Joshua, which was dreadful with all the road closures.  It was absolute insanity.  We did make it close enough to his pick-up point and parked and walked over.  We got to see some of the parade again, but not the whole thing!  Only 30 minutes or so.  However, since it was at the end, they were tossing everything out.  Whole bags of beads came flying.  Marian was begging for stuff by a float and the guy motioned her over and handed her a fabulous ceramic mask.  The really expensive kind.  That was her favorite score.  

We finally saw Joshua.  His band director actually cut them out 1/2 mile early to avoid the worst chaos at the end.  It was 4:30 when he ended.  We nabbed Joshua, got him some food at Burger King, where I'd found a parking spot and headed home.  It was 5:30 before we arrived home!  What a day!  I was exhausted, as were the kids.  They said they had a great day.  Then they ran off to sort through all their stuff.

Other than the great mask, this giant cup is Marian's favorite throw.  I think it may be a beer stein, so I called it her giant stein, and she keeps asking me,"What's it called again?" 

As for me, I just wanted to throw all the beads on the floor and roll around in them.  So I did! 

And now a brief tutorial for my mother, who was unaware that beads came in various qualities.
Beads do indeed come in different levels of desirability. The smaller beads are common beads. The pile of beads under my head are all common, lesser beads.  The bigger the beads, the better they are.  Also, special designs are more desirable.

These are all better beads. Bracelets are extra cool, because they are less common.  Beads with extra special beads, pendants or unusual colors are better. 

These are superior beads.  The purple ones are giant beads.  I nearly got them in the face, which would have really hurt!  The multi colored large beads are good, as are the ones with the pendents.

The kids also got the flowers, lots and lots of plastic cups, doubloons (coin), stuffed animals, and random toys like Frisbees, plastic toothbrushes, balls and drink cozies.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Ouch!

Rylee was being silly at bedtime and running around when her sisters were suppose to be getting ready for bed. While there was more than one version of the story, the result was the same. It ended badly for her.

She whacked her head on the door frame and managed to do it in a way that produced a hideous and sizable lump on her noggin.  Check it out!  Poor kid cried a while and needed an ice pack.  I thought it might turn purple, you know, like a giant purple pox, but it didn't.  It shrunk and faded to a greenish spot in a couple days and all is well.  But if she turns into a ditzy blond when she's older, you'll know why! 



Sunday, January 27, 2013

Weekly Stats

Highlights of the Week:
**Going to our first official Mardi Gras Parade! Not only going, but getting to see my boy march in it!
**Finally making my 5 mile goal.  I ran 5 miles, and now I'm going to have to do it again.
**Lovely weather- down in the 45-55 degrees at night, 70's all week.

Lowlight of the Week:
**Migraines on Monday and Friday.  Bah, I say!


Running Review:
**Monday I did 5 miles with Levi!  We ran the flightline to the back gate and back and it was awesome.
**Tuesday I ran 3.5 with Levi in the early morning.
**Wednesday I ran/walked a slow 3.5 miles with the running group.
**Friday I had a horrid 3.5 miles at the track.
**Saturday a slow (but all running!) 3 miles with the running group.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Bread and Circus! Er, Beads and Mardi Gras

Today was our first official Mardi Gras Parade.  It was a slightly breezy 74 degrees and the sun was shining.  Yeah, I gotta brag when I can.  I was a little concerned about the day.  Joshua was marching with the school band in it.  Somehow, NONE of the other parents wanted to carpool.  Seriously?!  So I had to get him to the beginning of the parade 90 minutes prior, and I had to pick him up at the end. 

I had coordinated for Dan to pick up, and I took Joshua to meet his group.  After getting him uniformed, hemmed, watered, and situated, I took Marian and Callie a half mile down the road and we parked and staked out a nice spot.

Waiting in the shade. 

Nola's finest keeping the peace and keeping the roads safe.  See all the folks getting ready for the parade? 

Here I am in my awesome hat!  Love this hat. 

 Yeah, we got donuts to munch on while we waited.  And waited.  

It really was only an hour or so that we waited, but it felt longer.  The girls were really good for it all.  They were super excited for it, and could not wait for the first floats and beads.  Oh, they wanted those beads!  The floats rolled by and threw stuff.  Lots of stuff.  Random stuff.  Odd stuff.  It seemed like some of the float people had just gone in and purchased everything on clearance after every holiday.  There were foil Christmas gift tags, plastic toys, cups, funky straws, flowers, and the girls each managed to snag a set of devil masks and pitchforks.  They also collected a large variety of beads.  Mostly the cheap beads, but we scored some giant beads and some fancy ones as well.  Must get pictures next time!

The Queen of something.  

"Throw me something, Mister!"

Wait, who is that?!! 

Hey, that blond trumpet player is my boy!  So proud of him.  He did great.

The parade was shorter than I expected (only 45 minutes), and we were at a good spot, so once it was over, I realized I would be able to zoom on down to the end and park before he got there.  So I called Dan, and let him off the hook.  Marian, Callie and I drove to the end, and walked a bit back down the parade route to find a decent spot.  Fewer good spots at this end.  Rowdier crowd too.  The girls didn't mind.  They passed the wait time looking for broken beads to decorate the trees with.  Then we watched the parade go by again. 

This totally made me think of Bread and Circuses. You can barely see the crowd, clamoring for loot.  The adults were worse than the kids.  One guy would whack the sides of floats, shouting for beads. It was crazy.  I was sad that when the bands and cheer squads passed, there was silence, but as soon as a float came by, everyone was screaming for something. I thought after 4.4 miles that the kids walking deserved some cheering on, but I guess no one else did.

 And here, just before the end, I got to see our kids again.  You can't see Joshua here, but I thought the band did a good job.  It was a long, HOT, nearly 5 miles with their instruments.  I thought it a bit ambitious for a first year band, but it went well, and Joshua is ready to go again next week!  He really had a good time and loved the experience.  I'm glad.  I had been worried it would be horrible for the kids, but I'm glad I didn't tell him.  Joshua had a blast.

I didn't get pictures of the girls, because they had a bead-collecting system that made it hard to get pictures.  They would run down a good ways away from me and gallop back alongside the floats holding hands out for beads.  Plus, they were brave enough to walk up to the horseback riders and motorcyclists, who would hand them stuff.  They came home with quite the haul!!  I think we might have made it with no sunburns, so it was a good day.