-phone still works!
-played first part and not kicked out of band!
-rainrainrain, snowsnowsnow, beesbeesweedingbees, little Mama!
-it's like Christmas!! ...many times per week
So that is what the draft of this post looked like, I will try to piece together what exactly I was thinking, but as to fitting the title in....I am not too sure where that one came from.
-ice skating class!
I took an Ice Skating class at the Ice sheet on my campus this last semester and I loved it! We had an amazing teacher who was not only a fantastic skater but just one of those who is very talented in teaching what he knows and helping others to improve. I had a blast learning new techniques and "basic" skills.
As part of our grade we had to buy a public skate punch pass to go and practice what we learned outside of class time. Some of the times I went in the evenings when all of the dating/scouting/church/party/family groups of people swarmed the rink and you had just enough room to follow the mob counter-clockwise around the rink and around and around again. Other times I would go during the day (if my band class was canceled or something) and there would only be a handful of people there, most of them practicing for an upcoming competition or show or something I would imagine. I was in awe at their expertise in comparison to my own "basic" skills. I was always excited to practice the new things I had learned in class, but sometimes my shaky three-turns looked a little silly against another fellow practicer's beautiful lay-back spin; or my bruising crash landing after attempting a couple lunges would redden my face more than my purple knees as I would watch them practice a toe-loop or lutz. I did feel a little silly practicing with those whose talents were far more worked and perfected than mine but I enjoyed every minute of it. I laughed at myself and watched others in wonder. I gained a whole new appreciation for skaters of all kinds (hockey, figure, speed,..) and my love for skating only grew.
-phone still works!
As for my poor phone. I have had my phone for a good while cell-phone-wise am I am very grateful to have one. I am also grateful to have a nice warm jacket, also one that I have had for a long while (a longer while than that of my phone). My poor jacket's pockets are starting to come unstitched a little...well okay, the one pocket only has three of the three and a half sides still stitched in place (I haven't quite gotten around to fixing it, but it's on the to-do list).
I was doing some cleaning not too long ago and wearing said jacket with my phone in the aforementioned pocket of that jacket. I was cleaning the bathroom and had cleaned the vanity, the mirrors, and scrubbed the toilet 'til it sparkled nicely. I was working on the floors and bent over to pick something up off the floor and heard a dreadful splash near my head. I glanced over and lo! My poor phone slid out of my broken pocket into my glittering-clean toilet! NO!! How many times had I told my phone to fight its urges and desires to test its imaginary wings and fly to freedom?? Well, none, but it should have known better than to try its hand at swimming. Phones don't come installed with floaties and therefore should never be trusted in a lifeguarding post--they sink like an anvil.
I fished my phone out (with only a little hesitation...I had just cleaned the toilet!!), shook it violently until my arms were sore to get as much water out as I could, and let it open to dry overnight. Luckily I was blessed to have not damaged it too much for in the morning when I put the battery back in and turned it on it worked! Happy day when phones get brought back from near drowning experiences!! It has been slightly more temperamental since and I think I might have to get a new phone sometime soon, but hooray for still having a working phone! I now try to keep things in more secure pockets.
-played first part and not kicked out of band!
Well, that one speaks for itself I think. My band director decided last semester to put me on first-solo part in our Symphonic Band with a great solo clarinet player (so we were both covering the parts). He said he wanted to give me the opportunity, and I said I am happy to play any part he gives me. Oh my. I had never played solo-solos in a concert before! It was tons of fun and I enjoyed it greatly. We played all of Johan DeMeij's Lord of the Rings Symphony and a handful of other fun pieces and I wasn't booed off the stage for my one or two little solos. YAY! I had great fun.
-rainrainrain, snowsnowsnow, beesbeesweedingbees, little Mama!
Hmmmm. Oh yeah. So it was quiet an interesting spring this year. I live in a desert so one might think it would often be quite dry and warm by end of April-May-ish. Not so much. I don't think we have had many whole weeks where we have gone without a rainstorm or two. One day it was sunny and very much warm and the next day or two it then cooled forty degrees and rained and snowed on the Spring Daffodils! It even snowed on the first of May! It seems like we have had a good batch of rainstorms this spring season, and I love it!! I love the rain, I love the snow, I love the sunshine, ...I love it all!!
So, one of those warmer days I was weeding. Pulling out dandelions and grass and such out of the garden. There was one particularly thick bunch of dandelions which I noticed must have been quite the party place for all the honeybees around. I avoided weeding around their corner, but then had the urge to go get my camera and play. I had much fun...
My brother also discovered a little bird had made its nest atop a wreath on their front porch, every time anyone would go out the front door the poor little bird would fly off and chide us in her sweet, sing-song voice from a nearby tree and almost make us jump out of our shoes in surprise. A few times I even reminded myself before I went out that the bird was there and would surprise me when I opened the door, but still, every time, I jumped. I looked one day in her nest and found she had four little speckled eggs! I took up watching her from the kitchen window that looks on the front porch. I looked her up on bird watching sites and found that she was a sweet little house finch. I called her Little Mama and we became friends (at least from my side) and I think sometimes she trusted me enough to let me sit out on the porch to read when the sun was out...if I stayed still for the most part.
-it's like Christmas!! ...many times per week
Or maybe its just like Christmas everyday! Whenever someone gets something cool in the mail (anything besides mailers and bills and such), gets something fun from the store, finds something they lost, just has a happy day, does something fun, gets something cleaned (like a car or room or pet), or for no reason at all except for being happy...."It's like Christmas!" My brother and sister more or less told me that it is apparently Christmas everyday according to me. Fine by me! Happy day!!
