February Theater with The Mom- The King and I

I can’t believe it- this will make two months in a row that The Mom and I have made it out to a theater venue. Last year we thought it would be a great idea to try to see some production each month and we got in a grand total of ZERO. Hot Damn, mom, we are on a roll!

Picture form the Welk Resort's website for their production of Rogers and Hammerstein's "The King and I." Click to go to the site...
Picture from the Welk Resort’s website for their production of Rogers and Hammerstein’s “The King and I.” Click to go to the site…

I’m actually the tag-along on this trip with my parents as they already had plans with their marvelous friends to go see Rogers and Hammerstein’s “The King and I.” Off I drove to meet them at the Welk Resort for the show. This is a great theater, not a bad seat in the house! We all really enjoyed the production, I mean, really- you can’t miss with classic American musicals, can you?

This is the best thing in the world for me, I never want to go out in the evenings. I have long said that I turn into a pumpkin after 7:30 PM. There is a fabulous Mom’s Club at my church, and I usually don’t make our Mom’s Night Out each month. I’m just too pooped! The Husband, thoughtful man, encourages me to get out in the evening with friends, but I rarely do. Even The Boy and The Girl, when they were younger and emerging independents, tried to reassure me that they were fine home alone. I never intended to be the hovering type, I just liked being home with my family, and still do. And actually, I’m pretty sure the kids just want a night at home by themselves to binge watch on Netflix with microwave popcorn… thanks for getting your brother hooked on “Arrested Development,” dear daughter.

Eleanor Roosevelt on Middle Age…

“Probably the happiest period in life most frequently is in middle age,
When the eager passions of youth are cooled, and the infirmities of age not yet begun;
As we see that the shadows, which are at morning and evening so large, almost entirely disappear at midday.”

Eleanor Roosevelt

In other words, if you are middle aged, you rock, should be carpeing your diems, and are basically in the best years of your life. Here’s to it, Eleanor! Thanks for putting so eloquently.

Alternative Blog Titles… (Facepalm Guaranteed Humor)

The Husband helped me come up with the name of this blog. He liked the idea of branching out and trying something new every day. The Girl had her own suggestions including, but not limited to, the following:

  • My Life with the Three Other Farts (I really like how this implies that I, too, am a fart)
  • Attention Deficit Family/Effing Disorder
  • Don’t Become a Mom- your motivation for safe sex
  • This is Why You Should Marry Rich 
  • Just Shut Up and Eat Your Damn Dinner

I can’t decide which is my favorite.

P.S.
Thanks to knowyourmeme.com for the Picard Facepalm Meme photo…

New Day, Words and Thoughts

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“With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.”

Eleanor Roosevelt

I’ve had a lot of fun planning, and my calendar is filling up with adventures big and small for the coming year!

Occasionally I’ll force one of my teenagers to feign interest in my ideas- I’m honestly looking forward to their surprised looks when I tell them that I will be unavailable to attend to their  whim and wish, as I have rounded up about, oh… 365 OF MY OWN!

The best part will be when they realize that they will have to participate in many of them.

Just kidding- the best part will be that they are actually pretty interested in tasting different menus, recipes and restaurants, and heading off to different places.

Branching Out? Or… Going Out On a Limb?

Looking for a blog about reinventing yourself? Starting new and healthy habits for the New Year? This isn’t it. Nope!
How about a blog about trying something new? Yep! You’ve found the right spot on the Intertubes. This is the place to be.
Come Be
With Me
In Twenty-Fiftee…
(Just trail off and say the “n” a little quietly behind your hand. You’ll sound so cool, I promise.)
First: figure out how to navigate through the Blogsphere of WordPress.
Wish me luck!
(She descends down into the deep, dark hole of the labyrinth know as The Web.)