On Groundhog day we went to Dom's play. Wait, is it Groundhog's day or Groundhog day? I think my brain has diminished over the years. Bear in mind, Mason did this same play a few years ago, but having our middle child perform it with his class was pretty amazing. It's hard to describe, I could describe the classroom, but that wouldn't invoke the real "feeling" of the event. Obviously, they all had their parts to read, and I remember with Mason's class, only being concerned with him. This time, I just thought all the kids were great, flubs and all, and as an added bonus, Dom did a great job too. Having said that, apparently there really, really is 6 more weeks of winter. I'd rather it snow like this on Monday night, or Tuesday morning, personally. Guess I've got to dig out in the morning, and then figure out where I'll be at work. I hope everyone has a bit of fun with the weekend snow, but I'm ready for the middle of March. I'm hoping my little girl's play has a better ending when that day comes. Meanwhile, dogs bark endlessly here, while kids laugh and cry. Throw a snowball for me.
Well, well, it seems odd to write down my thoughts again. I used to blog like crazy on Yahoo 360 years ago. That site was amazing for a while, before myspace somewhat killed it. I felt a great sense of connection with many people I had never seen or might ever see in person. Sharing personal points of view while being called out on them, was truly compelling. I don't have much going on today, taking it easy on my first day off from work. It's cloudy out, snow is melting, and I might go to the city in a bit. I'm thinking if I'm going to start blogging again, I should make some new videos of the kids and stuff. Perhaps if I occupy my time with more positive projects, it will lead to a less bored self and propel me into even more positive areas. Oh, that reminds me, it's time to look through some old negatives.
I made this video the night my mother passed away. I geared it toward old family members, my brothers, niece Brooke, and my kids, figuring I could play it at our memorial lunch. Looking back now, I'm really amazed at how great times were even though I grew up poor and she had so much tragedy in her life. You might spot my brother keith who had an accident as a toddler. He never learned to walk again after hitting his head from a fall. He died the day before his 9th birthday as I recall. Obviously, my mom didn't speak very often about him, or about specifics. I can't imagine what that would have been like to go through, especially with her struggles in marriage and other family tragedies. I miss her, and her laugh.
On Groundhog day we went to Dom's play. Wait, is it Groundhog's day or Groundhog day? I think my brain has diminished over the years. Bear in mind, Mason did this same play a few years ago, but having our middle child perform it with his class was pretty amazing. It's hard to describe, I could describe the classroom, but that wouldn't invoke the real "feeling" of the event. Obviously, they all had their parts to read, and I remember with Mason's class, only being concerned with him. This time, I just thought all the kids were great, flubs and all, and as an added bonus, Dom did a great job too. Having said that, apparently there really, really is 6 more weeks of winter. I'd rather it snow like this on Monday night, or Tuesday morning, personally. Guess I've got to dig out in the morning, and then figure out where I'll be at work. I hope everyone has a bit of fun with the weekend snow, but I'm ready for the middle of March. I'm hoping my little girl's play has a better ending when that day comes. Meanwhile, dogs bark endlessly here, while kids laugh and cry. Throw a snowball for me.
