Band Showcase Night At The Star

Last night was the first annual band night at the Star and all 9 Frisco High Schools were represented. Lone Star did really well and I got excellent video…until I accidentally turned it off and lost the last minute. ☹️️ Nevertheless, here’s the first 7+ minutes of the show. 

We are at Chili’s

Not really a big story here. We have started letting the kids take turns picking where we eat out after church Sunday. Actually, it’s much more complicated than that because Matthew made all the minor rules, but that’s it in a nutshell. So here’s the token picture of the kids…


Here’s a picture of Samuel at the Boosterthon Fun Run, with his teacher…


They threw colored cornstarch on the kids. He showered and came out with his hair still streaked blue and pink, and his face was still colored. So we went to my bathroom and I gave him the first bath I’ve given him in YEARS. But get this – he was too embarrassed to take off his clothes in front of me. ME. HIS MOTHER. So I bathed him in his swimsuit


Finally, during a recent thunderstorm, I took this picture of the dog. She’s terrified of thunder. I guess this is the indoor version of burying her head in the sand?  

I have a great video of Peter’s band performing Friday night but am having trouble getting it to upload. I will try to get it up soon. 

This entry was posted on October 2, 2016, in Family Life.

When It Rains, It Pours

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See! Here’s proof that the pool is trying to ruin us financially! Look at all that water it’s going through!!!

It’s not actually raining here. In fact, it hasn’t rained here in such a long time that when Brad was in Alabama this week and a storm passed through, he couldn’t figure out what was causing all that banging outside.

You might be in a drought if you don’t recognize thunder when you hear it.

But it’s raining in the whole “Murphy’s Law” sense.  I feel like we are in some kind of a “If something can go wrong, it will” loop.

I blame the pool.  It all started about the time the pool was finished, and I don’t think that’s a coincidence.

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Poor Peter

 

Early this summer, we learned that Peter had a wisdom tooth coming in at an angle, growing over one of his back molars and preventing it from emerging.  Our orthodontist told us we would have to have his wisdom teeth pulled, then attach a bracket to the stunted tooth in the hopes it will eventually emerge.  We also learned at that time that he needed braces.  Again.  He has a cross over under whatever bite.  I’ve stopped listening and just smile and nod.  Then pay obscene amounts of money.

You know what’s ridiculous?  Dental insurance.  It pays for about a fourth of the braces, but only once.  So on the second round, we got no help at all.  And his wisdom teeth?  We got some ridiculous discount, like 10% or something.  That’s not even considered a real sale at Macy’s.  If it’s not at least 25% off, then I won’t bother.  Also, why isn’t the removal of wisdom teeth considered a medical issue?  At least then, it would have counted toward our deductible.

He was healed by the time summer band started, but wearing braces really messed with his ombeshure ombasure ombisure ombishure ability to play his instrument.

2015-08-25 19.57.12School started, as did the work on our driveway gate.  We had to park in front of the house once the track was removed.  It was annoying but gate guy (the boys call him “late guy”) assured us it would only be for a week, maybe two.  That was two months ago.  They took the track off, wired the gate up, and removed the motor.  And we haven’t seen them since.  He texts us if we pester him and usually his excuses have to do with his infant daughter who is fighting for her life in the NICU.  And truthfully, if that’s what’s happening, I could understand being unavailable part of the time.  But the man’s got to make a living, right?

Personally, I don’t blame gate guy.  I think the pool orchestrated all of this. Somehow.

Meanwhile, because the pool won’t let us park in the garage, my car has gotten a flat, then the alternator went out. And because my car was getting a new alternator, we drove to Peter’s first football game in Brad’s car.  In his rush to get us to the game on time, Brad rear-ended another car.  While his car was in the shop getting a new hood, he drove a rental.  On the way to pick his car back up in said rental, he got a ticket for speeding.

I know what you’re thinking.  You’re thinking there’s no way the pool could have done all of this.  Well, let me just say that stranger things have happened.  Not to me personally, but I’ve seen some pretty strange things on TV and the internet.  And we all know that everything you read on the internet is true.

But the pool was not done with us – not by a long shot.  This week, it’s really started to pull out the big guns.

It started with Brad’s bad back.  After working to load instruments a few weeks in a row, Brad’s back started to spasm.  It was so bad last week, he went to the doctor and was promptly sent to bed for a week.  Then about the middle of the week, Peter started coughing.  He’s been fighting that cough ever since.  He’s better but still not well.  He spent the beginning of the week in bed with a fever and cough.

Then on Wednesday of this week, I walked into my laundry room and notice something wet on the floor.  I opened the freezer and water poured out.

You know what you don’t expect to see when you open your freezer?  Water.

The motor must have gone out during the night because everything was half thawed.  I spent the next few hours moving everything from the fridge/freezer to the other one in the kitchen (yes, we have two), then began cleaning up the rather considerable mess.  I’m still trying to get everything dry and clean in the laundry room, plus now we have to figure out what we’re going to do with it.  We only kept it because it was in our old house and we had space for it in the laundry room.  Do we need it?  Not really.  Do we use it?  Yeah, a lot.

If you see this wallet, please return to ME!

But the pool was not done with me yet.  On Thursday, I took the boys to school and was taking Snickers to doggy daycare.  I stopped at CVS to buy Peter some cough medicine.  I paid for it…and that’s the last time I saw my wallet.  Did I leave it on the counter?  If so, someone took it because the employees at CVS, along with yours truly, have searched the parking lot and the store for it.  In fact, I’ve searched every place I stopped after that, along with my house, my car – everywhere it could have ended up after I walked out of CVS.

[Side note: when someone tells you they lost their wallet, don’t ask them if they’ve checked their purse.  Or their car.  Or their house.  It will just annoy them.  A lot.]

I’ve finally had to accept that my wallet is well and truly lost.  And so I spent the day yesterday – and I do mean the entire day – canceling credit cards, closing our bank account (I had one stupid check blank in my wallet) and filing a police report (necessary for getting a replacement driver’s license).  I have set aside Monday and possibly Tuesday of next week for waiting in line at the DMV to get a new license.

[Side note#2: why can you renew your license, change your address or even your name on your license online, but if you need a replacement – or change your gender – you have to go to the physical DMV office?  So is it going to be me and a bunch of transvestites waiting in line?  Also, why are there multiple DMV offices that will gladly take your money for title and registration of a vehicle, but won’t give you a replacement driver’s license?  There is only one DMV in our area that will issue a new license and it’s way the heck down in Southeast Plano.  That’s seriously whacked.  (Apparently when I’m upset, I start to sound like I’m in a gang.)]

Yesterday was also the day the new gate guy – the one we are going to have to pay to fix what the old gate guy is obviously never going to fix – was supposed to come by and give us a bid on finishing the gate.  He never came and has not responded to my texts.

I blame the pool.

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Princess

Our dog, Snickers, should have been named Princess, for she is no doubt the most revered member of our household.  She is adored and loved and treated with honor by every member of our home – even Brad, though he will never admit it.  As our resident Princess, she has always slept in a chair in our bedroom, on my side of the bed, so she can keep an eye on both me and the backyard, through the shuttered windows.  She learned early on how to lever the blinds with her paw, so she can open the window any time of the day or night, even if we would rather not have sunlight streaming directly into our eyes when we are trying to catch an extra hour of sleep on a Saturday morning.  Here she is on her perch:

  

   

Today, however, the Princess has been dethroned.  After spending some time in bed with bronchitis recently, I’ve come to realize that her chair possesses probably the best view in the house, now that the pool is completed.  I decided I wanted to take back the chair, and so I moved her bed to the floor and proceeded to vacuum out all the dog hair and dirt.  Then, I sat in it.  I found it to be quite comfortable, and worth the battle.  And so it began.

First, she came in and just sat there, looking at me in her chair.  I told her to go lay in her bed, but she looked disdainfully at her bed on the floor and proceeded to try to jump into the chair with me.  I told her to get down and she balefully looked at me, then jumped down, only to lie down right next to her bed on the floor.  Just to show me she didn’t have to do what I said.  When I got out of the chair, I put a big pillow in it, so she would learn not to get in it as soon as I stood up.  That worked until tonight, when at her normal bedtime, she decided this was really a whole lot of nonsense and proceeded to climb into the chair, pillow and all.  I had to tell her no, to get down, then to get in her bed.  Again, she sat and stared at me like I had lost my marbles.  I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and when I looked back, this is what I saw:

  
If the picture is unclear, let me describe it.  She’s on my bed, with one of her hind feet lifted up to her mouth, so she can groom it.  It was so hilarious, I almost gave her the chair back.  Instead, I told her to get down and go get in her bed.  She looked at the sad mound of stuffing on the floor…and she trotted off to the living room, to sleep on the couch!  I half expect her to try to get in bed with us tonight, but hopefully she has finally resolved herself to the spot on the floor that is her new bed.  But I’m not holding my breath.  She didn’t earn the name Princess for nothing.

Pool, Day IT’S FINISHED

Well, after plaster, we started filling the pool with the hose, per Sammy’s instructions. And it filled all day and all night and by the following afternoon, it wasn’t full, but the kids went swimming anyway!

   

  

 

Then, it was finally all full and beautiful!

   

 

A different Hauk Pool guy came to start the pool. That was Friday, the last day of school for the boys. Of course, they were DYING to go swimming…but the Hauk guy said we had to wait a day, since he had put lots of chemicals in the pool. 

Then, on Saturday, at 8am, the sound of running water woke me up. I looked out the window, and saw the fountains running for the first time!

 
After a few hours, it was still running. I figured it had been programmed to do that, but it was strange to hear/see it.

Saturday was Brad & Peter’s birthday. So we went out to celebrate and didn’t get home for several hours. When we pulled into the alley, we saw a geyser shooting up next to our house, so we ran to see what it was. 

  
On our way in, a neighbor asked if it was ours and if he could help. He told us it had been doing it for a while, which we verified by looking at the water level in the pool, which was back down to just over half full. We started calling the Hauk people, who walked us through shutting it all down.  A City of Frisco showed up shortly after thanks to a neighbor who called. Thankfully, we were back or he would have shut our water off and we would have had to pay to get it turned back on. 

Meanwhile, we have discovered a separate leak at the back of the pool, possibly explaining the middle fountain’s slower flow. 

But we didn’t let all the problems keep us from swimming!  It wasn’t full, but we still had fun. It was our first time to swim as a family. 

  
So…it’s kind of done.  Oh well, hopefully they will iron out all the kinks this week!