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We Three

We Three

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Things I forgot...



 I think in my last post I mentioned Eileen's school play.  Anyone who has ever been a kid remembers these plays. And unless you are MORK, every single one of you has been a kid. 

This is that school play where every single child is included. Horrible actor? Scary voice?, EH, you are IN the play! All kids in grades 1-4 in the 'chorus.' All kids in Grade 5 have a part in the play.  And the Kindergartners come in at the end to sing Silent Night.

(sidebar: i have distinct memories of trying out for the school play when i was in third grade, it was "Down by the Creekbank" - and I was devastated to have not been given a part. So I guess I get that whole inclusion thing...)

You get the picture. Lots of singing, instrumentals by the Elementary School Band, interesting acting. A 'rite of parenthood' - if you will. It's hilarious, fascinating, fun, cute, precious - and at the same time when it ends you're kind of glad. Maybe a LOT glad.


After dropping Eileen at Josh & Sarah's...

Bill: Want to go get a drink?
Me: YES PLEASE.

*take note: this is roughly 9pm on a Wednesday night in Farragut - the PINNACLE of Suburbia. 

"lets go to Aubrey's"  
"crap, I think they close at 10, I'll call.... ugh, yeah, they close at 10"  
"Irish Times?"
"No, its their Christmas Party"
"Brixx?"
"Eh. Nah. Lets try Smoky Mountain Brewery"

Agreed. Pull into parking lot. Get out of Car. 
OH GOOD GRIEF DO THEY HAVE A BAND? 

When you can hear the band in the parking lot, and you're old and have spent several hours with singing kids, and you know the 'stage' is roughly 8feet from the bar... this is SO NOT APPEALING.

 Sigh.
We settled on Buffalo Wild Wings, also known as the most well-lit brightest bar on the planet. And apparently it was trivia night. We ordered wings, of course. The hot ones. MISTAKE MISTAKE MISTAKE. Were they always that hot? Holy Crap my food is making me sweat. 
We actually had to send them back to get 'washed' and bring them back as medium. 

Then, we headed back to the Retirement Home from which we apparently had escaped. 

Who wants to be our friend?!?!? You know you're laughing. ;)


 



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