a new direction

This is all news/new to me:

Apparently, there is this band
One Direction:

Apparently, they are a VERY big deal in Spawn’s world*

Apparently, the WORLD was in severe danger of ending
totally
fucking
ENDING
If we didn’t consent to her buying concert tickets
the VERY LAST ONES!!!!
(according to her)
for the Chicago show this Summer
RIGHT NOW**

Snot. Tears. Drama.
The whole nine yards.

We consented
relented
caved.

 What else could we do?

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* I suppose I should consider us fortunate. This is her first (and hopefully last) foray into the dreaded “boy band” quagmire. I know others, some of her friends and peer’s parents, who are jaded veterans of this all-consuming plague.

I thought we had dodged this bullet.

I thought we'd raised her better.
~Sighs~

** Note, this was last week
(& she's still prancing around like that ^^)

Premature

It’s not even April,
and I’m ALREADY coming down with Derby Fever.
Damn this unseasonably warm March.

 

Happy St. Patrick’s Day

If one could have a nation as a soul mate, and mine wasn't Canada - - Ireland would be a close second. Not politically, certainly, but topographically perhaps . . .

Aye, and yes, there is something about the countryside that just speaks to my soul.

Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh or,
Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig.

my brain is broken

State of the Union

The President's speech:

The Republican response . . .

Democrats are the one's being obstructionist and counter-productive?

 really? 

It’s not really the scene I was looking for.
I was hoping for the scene when the boys come home and tell their parents that they’ve got jobs with free beer.  [cut to McKenzie home]

Mom
Well, where'd you boys get all this beer?

Dad
You stole it, didn't you!?  I'm calling the police!

Bob
No way, dad.  This was free beer, dad.  There's more  outside.

Dad
How much more?

Doug
Oh, about ten or twelve cases.  We got jobs at Elsinore brewery.  We
work there now, eh?

Dad
Do you hear that, honey?  They got JOBS!  They got FREE   BEER!
Hahahahahah!

Well, after fourteen (14) years of “unemployment” - - and I use that term guardedly, as there is no other easy term for it, because as a stay at home mom and homemaker, she has been anything but idle & indeed her services in this respect have been invaluable, and we couldn’t have made it this far without her - - Spouse has finally gone back to work.

She got a JOB
(and, almost as good as free beer)
she gets FREE TACOS!!!

Our chef friend (who is wicked good at what he does)
tired of the demands of white table cloths,
executive parties,
and a celebrity chef boss
has decided to open his own restaurant . . .

Spouse not only gets to earn some much needed cash
she gets to help our friends in their nascent business endeavor
AND
I get all the tacos a man can stand!

(And I really like tacos)

Indian No Place

Yesterday, on Saturday, Spouse, Spawn & I made the short and easy (if ugly) drive to Indianapolis, IN to meet up with my sister, her husband and daughter, my adorable niece

who were there from Albuquerque for a gymnastics competition.

She so rocked.
First in vault

Second in floor routine

 Sixth overall.

Say it with me:
Sydney . . .