Friday, May 30, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Maggie found Connor,
and Eion found his friend Anne Marie.
A few twists and turns aside, I spent my entire afternoon in the shade (essential to us albino folk) and talking to grown ups! Magical! I did have to keep pulling up E's swim trunks which were a bit too large but that is minor compared to pains of previous summers.
We do need to get E in swim lessons. He has no fear. He was talking to a couple of lifeguards and just decided to climb into the deep end. I guess I should be thankful it was by lifeguards! Other than that, we are totally stylin'!
After lunch, we all (except Ann of Joe and Ann) entered a Texas Hold 'Em tournament at Planet Hollywood. While I outlasted Tim, Joe and Hans, I was no where near being in the money. But while we were waiting for Rob, who made the final table and was in the money, we played at a 2-4 table and I had my best session of the trip being up $90 after 3 hours. [In the end, down $40 for the trip. I'll take it!]
After an afternoon of poker and many mandarin tonics, we were off to Michael Mina for dinner. By now, I was at about maximum density. But when we arrived, Rob was (generously) buying drinks since he had such a winning trip. And then Ann & Leigh Anne pushed for the tasting menu as they had a vegetarian option. Far be it for me to refuse! After mastering 5 courses, I was ready for bed at a downright shameful 11pm.
The next morning we met Rob & Leigh Anne, who were on our return flight, for breakfast. While waiting for them in the casino, we got to watch the club goers come home and all the prostitutes leave. Let me tell you, worth getting up at 6am to see! While I think we were ready to come home, it was a fantastic trip. And though we don't have a trip to Vegas on our calendar now, I'm sure we'll go back someday!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
We had high hopes of spending hot days in our private cabana by the pool. While the day before we arrived was 108 degrees, our entire visit was sub 80. But Thursday was the one day worthy of poolside lounging so after our lunch at Treasure Island (using those food credits we earned playing poker last time), we parked ourselves by the pool. I was able to get through most of World War Z [an excellent zombie book - I mean it] and have a frozen margarita.
For dinner that night we went to Jasmine, which is located in Bellagio. The dining room is beautiful and every seat has a view of the fountain show. Our hostess said we would be tired of it by the end of the meal but I can't say I was. Jasmine serves upscale Chinese and, naturally, we ended up having the tasting menu. I thought the food was fantastic and it was my favorite restaurant at which we dined.
Later we went back to the Bellagio poker room and put ourselves on the waiting list. After an hour of waiting, we gave up and went to bed. I still can't believe there was a whole day there that I didn't play one hand of poker!
We went to Noodles for lunch, which is located in the hotel/casino. The food was good but the service was lacking. Our waitress literally wouldn't let Tim order the dish he wanted which was listed as a chef's specialty! After that, it was time to nap.
Before dinner, Tim and I walked down to the Wynn for his birthday present from Ann & Hans - a shave and haircut! Might be biased but I thought he looked handsome.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
We went over to Ann & Joe's and had a "Vegas Baby" cake to spring the big news. We'll be back Sunday hopefully with many an interesting tale......
Monday, May 19, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
The day eagerly anticipated, well, only by Morrigan, has come and gone. The big dance recital was yesterday afternoon. Tim, Maggie, my Mom and myself sat through 1 1/2 hours of dance routines for the glorious 3 minutes of her class on stage. She remembered the moves and in spite of almost wiping out 3 times, managed to stay on track! [Side note, I owe Tom & Kirsten a HUGE solid for watching the boy so we didn't have to take him along.]
Tim said the whole thing was not nearly as painful as he anticipated. Most likely, this is due to the fact he was rocking the Jim Rome Show on his ipod the whole time. I think Mom might have had a cat nap here and there (I was jealous) but we were all alert and focused when Morrigan hit the stage. We remembered the all important post-show flower bouquet:
which may possibly improve my stage mother standing (but do I want that?) The genius of Tim saved us from the second act. When Morrigan expressed interest in staying, Tim countered with "But how will we have time for ice cream if we stay?" Act two, forgotten immediately. I love that man!
Now with this recital behind us, we can 1) use the $90 costume as playclothes since Morrigan has been asking to wear it daily since we brought it home and 2) prep for next year when both girls want to take ballet. Woohoo! Twice as many costumes and a potential of six minutes on stage!
[And I think the recital must have brought us luck as Tim and I totally dominated later that night at poker winning 1st & 2nd place!]
Friday, May 16, 2008
So when we arrived at the Civic Center, I had no idea where to go. I blindly followed other children in make up hoping to stumble upon the dressing room. Actually found it with much less trouble than anticipated AND on time so I was feeling good. Though I still couldn't master the hair net, I upped the war paint and felt I did a much better job on the hair. Incidentally, later I found out how wrong I was when the dressing room person (I have no idea who she was) told me that I needed more hairspray, more bobby pins and a more stable bun for the show.
The dress rehearsal took FOREVER and we were in the middle of the first act! Mercifully, my Mom came a few days earlier than planned and was able to watch Maggie and Eion. They never would have survived. Since you can't video at the show, I had my camera to capture the dress rehearsal. In what I can only describe as a rookie mistake, I had a completely dead battery. But as luck would have it, our still camera takes the exact same one so I could switch them out. (Thank you Canon!) Details of the big show to come. Can you handle the anticipation?
Thursday, May 15, 2008
So I have felt downright grouchy since then and can't seem to shake it. Would trade my firstborn for a (large) martini but alas, tonight is the big piano recital at which, Morrigan will receive the much ballyhooed trophy! I realize that I occasionally am guilty of some sketchy parenting, but even I can't show up at a piano recital tipsy. But let me tell you about how that gin will be in the freezer waiting for my return!
Speaking of drinks, I have to go on a bit of a tangent. The other day I was at a grocery store in Salem (I was not happy to be so far out of the bubble either) and saw this product:
which in case the picture is not clear, is Budweiser beer, pre-mixed with clamato juice. That is just plain nasty to start with and the idea that a market exists for such a product is alarming.
Anyhoo, off to the big recital.....
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Tim is wearing the blue shirt with stripes. Smiling, but not looking at the camera. And then there is that girl in the back row on the right who looks to be getting in a fight with the child next to her. You can't ask for a better snapshot of humanity. But we still keep the optimism and try year after year to get good class pictures.
I think Eion's class is not bad for a bunch of three year olds. And he is smiling:
And then there's Maggie's class:
I mean really, what the hell? I largely blame the photographer. Was he thinking: "First, we need a busy, non-organic backdrop. Yes, yes this concrete wall will do nicely. And what luck - it is nicely complimented by weeds and better yet, mud! Someday, they will call me the second coming of Ansel Adams." And I know it is hard to get all of them to smile but I don't think he got any of them looking happy. I want a refund.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
She was so proud and fired up about giving it to me. Have to say, it was one of those moments when I really know I am a Mom because I thought it was beautiful.
I already received E's gift on Friday at the Mother's Day thing at his school. [By the by, I am with Sippycups on this one - he is there for Mother's Day OUT. I could do without them cutting into my workout time.] But it was cute enough to make it worthwhile:
I have had to hide his gift because he doesn't want me to keep it. Guess he thinks it is cute too.
Both girls had projects from school describing why Mommy is special. Morrigan said I make cookies, help her when she is hurt and hug her. Maggie said I take her to McDonald's. Hmmm. True but couldn't we have spun that just a bit better?
I was pleased to find in yesterday's mail (which I got this morning) my latest Netflix offering, Stargate SG1 Arc of Truth. Which was exactly as good as you think it was. Camped out immediately on the couch to watch it. My nerds-in-training tend to like these shows too which is helpful. Maggie and E watched part and then went off to play. Morrigan said she was going to scratch my back since it was Mother's Day. As she did so, she gave a running commentary: "I am such a good girl scratching your back. And what are Maggie and Eion doing? Just off playing while I take care of you." My master manipulator.
Later Tom & Kirsten were nice enough to take us in for a few hours. Eion went to the Transportation museum with a friend and his family so the girls and boys played with almost no conflict at all! As we left (damn swim team practice breaking into my freeloading time) Aidan yelled after Morrigan, "I love you!" and she answered "I love you too!" Guess Jack was just a passing fad.
But I don't stay offended long and we had a great night very much living up to our nickname for the group of Super Supper Club!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
The party was good fun for all involved with bubbles,
cake (lack of which is a deal breaker for me) and a perfect May day. All three kids were pretty well behaved. It was as if I was traveling with the offspring of others.
Eion could not get enough of the inflatable caterpillar and made loops through for about a half hour.
Morrigan busied herself chasing after our friend's son Jack. [But no worries Aidan, Jack didn't seem too interested!]
In true McKernan fashion, we were the last people to leave as I extracted Eion from the caterpillar and dragged him screaming to the car.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
(And yes, Eion is naked, again.) I will have to tell you about my phone conversation with the insurance underwriter yesterday. We have always had some sort of life insurance on me but joked that Tim only needed enough to go on a cruise and find a new wife. But times they have changed and we think a bit more coverage may be in order to help care for the tots if the unthinkable happens to yours truly.
I had to fill out this million page application with a multitude of health questions. Then they had to call and ask me those questions over again. Now I realize that my main man at the insurance brokerage was working from a script, but some of these question and answer sets got a bit silly....
Underwriter: Have you had any surgery in the last 10 years?
Me: Yes, I had three cesarean sections.
U: What prompted you to go to the doctor?
Me: Uuh, I was nine months pregnant and in labor.
U: What was the outcome of the procedure?
U: Was there any recommended follow up?
Me: Yes. Better birth control to keep from getting in this situation again.
And even better:
U: Were there any other surgeries?
Me: Yes, I had a breast augmentation. (See how medical I was being not calling it a boob job!)
U: What prompted you to go to the doctor?
Me: I breast fed three children and subsequently bore more than a passing resemblance to the women featured in National Geographic.
U: What was the outcome of this procedure?
Me: I have bigger breasts.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
There was a cute little ceremony and then we had some cake and lemonade. A Mom with more patience, time and cake decorating skill than me made this cute cake:
I was, in an ironic twist for someone who generally eschews the use of paper products, in charge of disposable plates and napkins, which in the end, weren't needed. So in effect, I did nothing. My weak showing didn't seem to bother my daughter who sat drinking lemonade toasting "To Brownies!"
Eion was well dressed but not so well behaved causing Tim to miss the ceremony about which I'm sure he was not too put out. His wanderings about Hunting Hills Country Club must have exhausted him as at home the little guy fell asleep on the floor at about 5pm. I tried to wake him but met with failure. Finally I told him he had to wake up or go to bed. He stood up and marched right up to his room. Tomorrow should be terrific. I am sure he will be up at 5am.
And to her credit, I was not disappointed. The duck derby was a fundraiser for the League. You "adopt" rubber ducks and then they dump them all into the river where a course has been set up to guide them. I think the winners got prizes.
In what had to be an awesome turn of events for the chairmen, the net designed to catch the ducks at the finish line malfunctioned, setting hundreds of ducks freely adrift. Though I did not see it personally, I heard they were chest deep in the water fishing them out. Water that, mind you, has signs posted everywhere that it is not safe for swimming or drinking. I am so glad I am on the Nominating committee.
But not having to be a rescuer of ducks, our afternoon went much better! Eion loved the bounce house and spent as much time as he could there. Actually, later its deflation caused him to completely lose it and hasten our exit.
I packed a picnic lunch but they were so busy playing that we never ate it. Which was ok by me. We just took it home and picnicked on the deck.