yeah, it can be effective, but how do i get it to last all day?
this morning i got on that treadmill and i said i’m REALLY REALLY REALLY only going to do this for 15 minutes, because i’m TIRED, and my CALVES HURT.
but when 15 minutes rolled around, i figured i might as well keep going, running to nowhere.
there was a parade on one of the TVs. i couldn’t figure out where it was at first, but they finally said dallas. it seemed like a big impressive parade, with many large marching bands and even some big balloons.
this was the most entertaining thing on any of the eight tvs at the club this morning.
i went to kurt’s, and i haven’t seen his sons ben and sam for a while. sam is now 3 1/2, and he just keeps talking. they were doing stuff like crazy from the minute i stepped in the door, including cartwheels (sort of) and somersaults and climbing all over me. they’re just so darn cute. but i really can’t imagine being anything but EXHAUSTED if i had to spend long periods of time with them.
for the video we were shooting, they had to make chocolate milk. and i asked them what they had to do, and they managed to pour the milk, but then they couldn’t remember the next step. which was, of course, ADDING THE CHOCOLATE. a crucial component of chocolate milk.
after we finished videotaping, they asked me if i wanted to play duck duck goose. this definitely made my day, since i’ve written about how i loved duck duck goose as a kid, and i never expected anybody to actually invite me to play a game of it! it was funny to play just the three of us (kurt chose not to participate), because whoever’s turn it was, they always picked me, and since there were only two of us sitting on the floor, we then had to run through the house instead of around in a circle.
if i had children, i’d be very skinny, because it’s a little bit exhausting.
after DDG, we played a couple of games of Uno, which was also quite fun, but then when ben won the last game, sam got mad and acted like he was spitting on ben, and then he shoved him, and then they were suddenly trying to kill each other. kurt made them go upstairs into their room and sit in their chairs. except we could hear them running around like crazy up there, so kurt said something serious-sounding, and they stopped. pretty soon they came down, and had a VERY SERIOUS discussion about what had transpired, and sam agreed he’d been bad, and wanted to know if his punishment was over, but he sounded like he felt the need to be punished a little more, so kurt gave him the option of going back upstairs in his room for one minute, or standing in the corner for two minutes.
sam opted for the two minute corner, and after about 10 seconds asked if the two minutes was up, and kurt told him he’d let him know, and then he told him it was over after about 15 more seconds.
the whole thing, it was just so funny. highly, highly entertaining. i think one of the most difficult thing about having kids would be actually disciplining them, instead of just laughing at all the stuff they do all the time.
the party tonight was nice, and i stayed a little longer than i had time for, but i managed to drive 50 mph through town without getting a ticket.
the symphony holiday pops concert was fantastic. i’m really happy i went. i love xmas music, and hearing it played by the orchestra was great. they had some other special stuff, too, including this band called the Fantastic Jones Family, who are from here in spfld, but i’ve never heard of them, but they were wonderful. there was also a guy dressed in a spectacular father xmas costume, with a nice curly beard, an ornate coat, and black boots with bells all around them.
at the end of the evening, the st….st… st. something fife & drum corps marched onto the stage, and they were wonderful. i know it’s not st. patrick, but i feel it’s some “p” word, but i just can’t remember. maybe it doesn’t start with a p. anyway, they were great. the best were these three women who played the drums, but they spent a lot of time twirling their drumsticks in unison. very cool. i loved them.
a great ending to my day. not to mention the duck duck goose. little unexpected bits of joy mixed in with the usual assortment of insanities rattling around inside my brain.
good night and have a lovely sunday. sleep late. stay in bed a while. don’t go work out!
ok then,
december grace soon to be running out of time for purchasing the xmas gifts.