A blur of holiday
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It’s early but I have to get up, I can’t miss the kids’ play, I can’t believe that mom’s do this every day.
But, I want to look like a girl, there are going to be parents there, brush your hair, put some mascara on. That’s not very festive, but I guess it’s the right idea.
Damn, I forgot breakfast. How do real grown-ups do this every day?
I’m late, darn, where is the play? Oh, the chapel, I love the chapel. Oh, are you going this way, nice uniform, New Mexico, huh? Staying out of trouble? Well, I’m sorry to hear that Mr Shertick.
Okay, slip in the back, glance a few hellos. They don’t even know I’m a coach. Yes, I am the nice lady who yells at your kids so that you don’t have to. I know, I get paid, I can’t complain.
Slide in, look around. I really love this chapel. It’s just beautiful. Oh, they’re singing a song, the little kids are dressed up as sheep, that is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen! What are all these jello-y feelings in my heart, is this how mom’s feel when they get all cry-y at these things? Oh gosh, they are just so cute and they are all trying so hard.
I hate the way the stage is set up, couldn’t they get some better equipment. Wow, we could really use some choral direction around here. The tape is louder than the kids. Okay, stop comparing to your Broadway worthy childhood performance career. These kids are really proud, and so are their parents.
Oh, hi Mrs Spiering. I don’t know how much we missed, I just got here. I wish this mom next to me would stop talking. Oh well, they’re her kids, yack it up lady. Oh, the hand motions, way to close big with jazz-hands. Oh, even the eighth graders. How cool.
And they closed with ‘The First Nöel’. How sweet. Okay, and we’re all rushing out, Christmas Drill starts in 20 minutes. I need coffee, need. Oh, thank you, yes, I really am a woman. I know, cute shoes and everything. Thank you for noticing. What’s that look for? I don’t even care, keep walking. Coffee, coffee, coffee.
Walking in heels makes me feel like a cooler woman in a New York kind of way. It’s like 40 degree’s out, but I’m rocking the streets of Anaheim like I’m made of stone, a very hot stone. Finally here, I need a mug, so I don’t spill walking back. Oh, finally here’s that bear I need for Deb. Wow, quite a line. Oh, that’s on sale? Cool.
Wow, it’s really busy in here. I hate it when people complain like that. Courtney, this is not your store, you don’t work here, you are not responsible, just step out of the way and be distracted by this very cute little coffee maker. Ah, yes, it is so shiny.
Oh, look, there’s Greg and Mrs Nelson. Hi guys, I guess this was a popular idea. Standing waiting standing waiting standing waiting. Blah blah blah. Oh, well I walked so if you want to give me a ride back that’d be great, and I can help you carry those coffees. Great, what a deal.
Of course I don’t want to sit in VIP, I want to hide under the bleachers. Okay, if you insist I’ll sit in VIP. Thank you, thank you. Oh, here they come. Wow, they look great. Oh hi, Mrs Suh. It’s good to see you. Yes I was in an accident. Yes, thank God. You are so kind, thank you. Oh, wow, nice job. I love Christmas music. Small band this year. Small in size and talent, apparently. Oh, that’s right they’re kids. All judgment is withheld. They’re great. Great job guys. I know they have been practicing really hard. Every waking moment of our lives. But the truth is I think you should all drop out and play more jazz. Hope, get that down for next year, I want a jazzy Christmas march. Thanks. Okay, enough of my brain.
Oh, here they come. So cute in their green dress uniforms. Yay. Many ribbons, recognitions. Oh, Justin got student of the month. I told him just yesterday that he is not special. Apparently, I was wrong. He is special, just like everyone else. Only specialer because he’s a SOTM.
It’s over, goodbye, goodbye, thank you, merry Christmas, goodbye, have a nice break, happy new year, goodbye, goodbye, Justin Roshan Alex John Alex Scott Faraj David Jose Anthony Quinten Joseph Jon Braxton Emmanuel Carlos goodbye, merry Christmas, be good, please be good, have a good one, merry Christmas, thank you.
Ahhh. Grilled cheese, my favorite. Yes I got the present. I was about to say thank you when I was so rudely interrupted. Yes, it is the coolest gift ever. Thank you. I don’t need to tell you how cool you are. Okay, goodbye, merry Christmas, goodbye.
Alright, down to the tv room. Is that rated appropriately? Is it really just the four of you left? Chill. Okay, put it in. Wow, that is a nice car. Good times.
No, we’re not going to put in another movie right now. It is really just the two of you left? Let’s go outside for a bit. I know it’s cold. No you can’t play basketball, you’ll get dirty. Not even free-throws. Sorry, bud. Luis Wen, you crack my up, little Yao Ming. Yes, let’s shine shoes. Oh, four hours to shine shoes, maybe we can do something else. Oh hello sister. Would you like some help? Yes, let me just finish shining my shoes, Luis, let’s go help. I know Di is stronger, but we should help.
Clack, clack, clack. Oh, so what are we doing in here? Oh, the newsletter. Well, I’ll help for a bit, sure. Wow, this is really boring. I know I am very good and folding envelopes. It’s one of my spiritual gifts. Haha. So what are you doing for Christmas. Cool. Yea, I have an older brother and a younger sister. We’re going to Vegas for New Year’s. Should be fun. Yep.
Okay, I’m out. Merry Christmas.
Hey, love, what’s crackin’. Yea I’ll be over in a bit. Hi, may I please have to chicken soft tacos, one small red burrito and a small cherry coke. Thank you. Oh hi, um, two packets of mild please. Thanks. Merry Christmas.
Hi Camps. Deb, what are you doing? Oh, dancing like a possessed Christmas tree angel, I see. Ooh, what are we baking? Those are adooooorable! Nice job Mama. Let me just sit here a sec. Oh yea, that day sounds fine, I really don’t care. Okay. Umm, I don’t know, what are you hungry for. No, I don’t care, you’re the one who doesn’t like tamales, freak. Yea, shrimp sounds good. Okay, we’ll go to the store and figure it out. Okay, yea, Matthew, where did you leave my phone? Alright, we’ll be back in a bit.
Okay, we need two pounds of those. Haha. Sure we’ll give you two tries to get it right. Haha. Impressive. Thanks a lot. Merry Christmas. Yea, I think this one. I’ll trust your judgment on that. I’m not a big sauce girl. I’ve noticed. I know we’re made for each other, but we sure are different. But I still love you so much. You too? Lucky me. Well I’m not really hungry for couscous, how about potatoes. No? Fine. Okay, sounds good. Are those zucchini, they look like zucchini, but they’re not quite. Yea, I’m sure they’re the same thing. Let’s get some yellow squash too. No let’s just get zucchini. No, let’s get some yellow squash too, why, because it will look nice to have a variety of colors. Duh. Hahaha. I’m putting my foot down on this one, we’re getting the yellow squash.
Okay, let’s skip the margaritas. But I really think we need your parents to start drinking, since the rest of the family is into it. Some other time I guess. Okay, let’s go.
We’re home. I’ll peel shrimp. Okay, fine I’ll cut zucchini. Andrew, you’re in my way. Okay, I’ll cut here. Mmm, this is going to be a good dinner. Um, can we just salt these a little before we put them on the grill? Italian? Okay, I just don’t like to over sauce fresh veggies, it like takes a way the whole point. (dead silence and slicing stares) oh, I see, we like sauce around here. Yes, I understand—your house, your saucing rules. Italian it is. Okay, the whole bottle, you got it. Deborah, I’m glad we did this, because I am going to have to reconsider marrying you. Hahaha. Just kidding. No sauce rule could every tear us apart. Muah! Hahaha.
Alright Papa, fire up the grill. Alright, these are ready, so are these. Send ‘em out. Dang it’s cold. No really, Deborah, I don’t care if you’re from Colorado or the North Pole, it’s freakin cold out there. Andrew, I think know what I’m doing. Deborah, who’s side are you on? Whatever, I could totally rock you in the kitchen. I may not be ‘domesticated’ (am I a pet or what?), but I still know how to do cool things. Whatever man, I’ll show you.
Oh, sorry Mama, I put your cup in the dishwasher. Never again. Family dinner table conversation. So much good stuff. Uh-oh, I ended up with the extra fork, looks like I got the dishes. That’s a fun rule. Okay, let’s go, I’ll meet you at my house.
Okay, got that, got this, this one or this one, can I just wear these, okay. Oops I forgot my toothbrush, okay, bye mom, no, okay, bye. Go right, okay go left, the chai eggnog is the best, okay, hi, yep, I’ll have a grande chai eggnog, CHAI EGGNOG, grande, GRANDE. Okay, thanks. Merry Christmas. Okay, go that way, or that way, okay. Cool. Yea, these Christmas lights suck. Go that way. Up there, yea make a left, oh well, just turn here. Ooh, now those are Christmas lights. Oh, how cute. That’s beautiful. I love it. Whoa, look at that one. That’s awesome! How cute. Awww, there’s another one of those. That’s totally cute.
Man, I’m beat. Yea, let’s just go home and go to bed. It’s been a long day. A good one, though. I’m glad we did this. Aright, I got top bunk. Nice, okay. Goodnight. Yea, I set some alarms. See you bright and early. Love you too.
But, I want to look like a girl, there are going to be parents there, brush your hair, put some mascara on. That’s not very festive, but I guess it’s the right idea.
Damn, I forgot breakfast. How do real grown-ups do this every day?
I’m late, darn, where is the play? Oh, the chapel, I love the chapel. Oh, are you going this way, nice uniform, New Mexico, huh? Staying out of trouble? Well, I’m sorry to hear that Mr Shertick.
Okay, slip in the back, glance a few hellos. They don’t even know I’m a coach. Yes, I am the nice lady who yells at your kids so that you don’t have to. I know, I get paid, I can’t complain.
Slide in, look around. I really love this chapel. It’s just beautiful. Oh, they’re singing a song, the little kids are dressed up as sheep, that is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen! What are all these jello-y feelings in my heart, is this how mom’s feel when they get all cry-y at these things? Oh gosh, they are just so cute and they are all trying so hard.
I hate the way the stage is set up, couldn’t they get some better equipment. Wow, we could really use some choral direction around here. The tape is louder than the kids. Okay, stop comparing to your Broadway worthy childhood performance career. These kids are really proud, and so are their parents.
Oh, hi Mrs Spiering. I don’t know how much we missed, I just got here. I wish this mom next to me would stop talking. Oh well, they’re her kids, yack it up lady. Oh, the hand motions, way to close big with jazz-hands. Oh, even the eighth graders. How cool.
And they closed with ‘The First Nöel’. How sweet. Okay, and we’re all rushing out, Christmas Drill starts in 20 minutes. I need coffee, need. Oh, thank you, yes, I really am a woman. I know, cute shoes and everything. Thank you for noticing. What’s that look for? I don’t even care, keep walking. Coffee, coffee, coffee.
Walking in heels makes me feel like a cooler woman in a New York kind of way. It’s like 40 degree’s out, but I’m rocking the streets of Anaheim like I’m made of stone, a very hot stone. Finally here, I need a mug, so I don’t spill walking back. Oh, finally here’s that bear I need for Deb. Wow, quite a line. Oh, that’s on sale? Cool.
Wow, it’s really busy in here. I hate it when people complain like that. Courtney, this is not your store, you don’t work here, you are not responsible, just step out of the way and be distracted by this very cute little coffee maker. Ah, yes, it is so shiny.
Oh, look, there’s Greg and Mrs Nelson. Hi guys, I guess this was a popular idea. Standing waiting standing waiting standing waiting. Blah blah blah. Oh, well I walked so if you want to give me a ride back that’d be great, and I can help you carry those coffees. Great, what a deal.
Of course I don’t want to sit in VIP, I want to hide under the bleachers. Okay, if you insist I’ll sit in VIP. Thank you, thank you. Oh, here they come. Wow, they look great. Oh hi, Mrs Suh. It’s good to see you. Yes I was in an accident. Yes, thank God. You are so kind, thank you. Oh, wow, nice job. I love Christmas music. Small band this year. Small in size and talent, apparently. Oh, that’s right they’re kids. All judgment is withheld. They’re great. Great job guys. I know they have been practicing really hard. Every waking moment of our lives. But the truth is I think you should all drop out and play more jazz. Hope, get that down for next year, I want a jazzy Christmas march. Thanks. Okay, enough of my brain.
Oh, here they come. So cute in their green dress uniforms. Yay. Many ribbons, recognitions. Oh, Justin got student of the month. I told him just yesterday that he is not special. Apparently, I was wrong. He is special, just like everyone else. Only specialer because he’s a SOTM.
It’s over, goodbye, goodbye, thank you, merry Christmas, goodbye, have a nice break, happy new year, goodbye, goodbye, Justin Roshan Alex John Alex Scott Faraj David Jose Anthony Quinten Joseph Jon Braxton Emmanuel Carlos goodbye, merry Christmas, be good, please be good, have a good one, merry Christmas, thank you.
Ahhh. Grilled cheese, my favorite. Yes I got the present. I was about to say thank you when I was so rudely interrupted. Yes, it is the coolest gift ever. Thank you. I don’t need to tell you how cool you are. Okay, goodbye, merry Christmas, goodbye.
Alright, down to the tv room. Is that rated appropriately? Is it really just the four of you left? Chill. Okay, put it in. Wow, that is a nice car. Good times.
No, we’re not going to put in another movie right now. It is really just the two of you left? Let’s go outside for a bit. I know it’s cold. No you can’t play basketball, you’ll get dirty. Not even free-throws. Sorry, bud. Luis Wen, you crack my up, little Yao Ming. Yes, let’s shine shoes. Oh, four hours to shine shoes, maybe we can do something else. Oh hello sister. Would you like some help? Yes, let me just finish shining my shoes, Luis, let’s go help. I know Di is stronger, but we should help.
Clack, clack, clack. Oh, so what are we doing in here? Oh, the newsletter. Well, I’ll help for a bit, sure. Wow, this is really boring. I know I am very good and folding envelopes. It’s one of my spiritual gifts. Haha. So what are you doing for Christmas. Cool. Yea, I have an older brother and a younger sister. We’re going to Vegas for New Year’s. Should be fun. Yep.
Okay, I’m out. Merry Christmas.
Hey, love, what’s crackin’. Yea I’ll be over in a bit. Hi, may I please have to chicken soft tacos, one small red burrito and a small cherry coke. Thank you. Oh hi, um, two packets of mild please. Thanks. Merry Christmas.
Hi Camps. Deb, what are you doing? Oh, dancing like a possessed Christmas tree angel, I see. Ooh, what are we baking? Those are adooooorable! Nice job Mama. Let me just sit here a sec. Oh yea, that day sounds fine, I really don’t care. Okay. Umm, I don’t know, what are you hungry for. No, I don’t care, you’re the one who doesn’t like tamales, freak. Yea, shrimp sounds good. Okay, we’ll go to the store and figure it out. Okay, yea, Matthew, where did you leave my phone? Alright, we’ll be back in a bit.
Okay, we need two pounds of those. Haha. Sure we’ll give you two tries to get it right. Haha. Impressive. Thanks a lot. Merry Christmas. Yea, I think this one. I’ll trust your judgment on that. I’m not a big sauce girl. I’ve noticed. I know we’re made for each other, but we sure are different. But I still love you so much. You too? Lucky me. Well I’m not really hungry for couscous, how about potatoes. No? Fine. Okay, sounds good. Are those zucchini, they look like zucchini, but they’re not quite. Yea, I’m sure they’re the same thing. Let’s get some yellow squash too. No let’s just get zucchini. No, let’s get some yellow squash too, why, because it will look nice to have a variety of colors. Duh. Hahaha. I’m putting my foot down on this one, we’re getting the yellow squash.
Okay, let’s skip the margaritas. But I really think we need your parents to start drinking, since the rest of the family is into it. Some other time I guess. Okay, let’s go.
We’re home. I’ll peel shrimp. Okay, fine I’ll cut zucchini. Andrew, you’re in my way. Okay, I’ll cut here. Mmm, this is going to be a good dinner. Um, can we just salt these a little before we put them on the grill? Italian? Okay, I just don’t like to over sauce fresh veggies, it like takes a way the whole point. (dead silence and slicing stares) oh, I see, we like sauce around here. Yes, I understand—your house, your saucing rules. Italian it is. Okay, the whole bottle, you got it. Deborah, I’m glad we did this, because I am going to have to reconsider marrying you. Hahaha. Just kidding. No sauce rule could every tear us apart. Muah! Hahaha.
Alright Papa, fire up the grill. Alright, these are ready, so are these. Send ‘em out. Dang it’s cold. No really, Deborah, I don’t care if you’re from Colorado or the North Pole, it’s freakin cold out there. Andrew, I think know what I’m doing. Deborah, who’s side are you on? Whatever, I could totally rock you in the kitchen. I may not be ‘domesticated’ (am I a pet or what?), but I still know how to do cool things. Whatever man, I’ll show you.
Oh, sorry Mama, I put your cup in the dishwasher. Never again. Family dinner table conversation. So much good stuff. Uh-oh, I ended up with the extra fork, looks like I got the dishes. That’s a fun rule. Okay, let’s go, I’ll meet you at my house.
Okay, got that, got this, this one or this one, can I just wear these, okay. Oops I forgot my toothbrush, okay, bye mom, no, okay, bye. Go right, okay go left, the chai eggnog is the best, okay, hi, yep, I’ll have a grande chai eggnog, CHAI EGGNOG, grande, GRANDE. Okay, thanks. Merry Christmas. Okay, go that way, or that way, okay. Cool. Yea, these Christmas lights suck. Go that way. Up there, yea make a left, oh well, just turn here. Ooh, now those are Christmas lights. Oh, how cute. That’s beautiful. I love it. Whoa, look at that one. That’s awesome! How cute. Awww, there’s another one of those. That’s totally cute.
Man, I’m beat. Yea, let’s just go home and go to bed. It’s been a long day. A good one, though. I’m glad we did this. Aright, I got top bunk. Nice, okay. Goodnight. Yea, I set some alarms. See you bright and early. Love you too.
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Courtney, your writing and your relationship with Deborah is awesome!
-Mike
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