life has been eXtRaOrDinAriLry cRaZy . . . i don't know wHy i keep expecting my life to not be cRaZy with five kids, an ex, an ex's wife, an ex's wife's two kids, a mortgage, a part-time job, a husband working two jobs, and an unfinished bachelor's degree. . .
first Eldredge family reunion in gobs & gobs of years was this weekend and the family made it through with only a few insults and offended sensabilities:) one of my cousin's boys was rEaLLy enjoyed seranading everyone with the microphone and his "original" music. i was amazed that his simple tune and cLeVeR lyrics "watermelon is juicy.....watermelon is sticky . . . ya, ya, ya. . . du na naw na. . . doot, a na new" didn't grate on my nerves like so many of my childrens' "original" music and lyrics have in the past. maybe i've fiNaLLy growd-up?! unfortunately, most of the humorless adult Eldredge crew became annoyed and irritated and repeatedly vocalized their disapproval of his creativity by demanding he sing what they told him to sing (OnLy primary songs) or to simply put the microphone down and walk away so they could "socialize". i don't understand their reaction as when family members were earlier in the day trying to share the family history and stories, these same individuals either put their heads on the table to take a nap or simply kept sharing with their neighbors without whispering:( west & i taught my cousin's boy some new lyrics "all aboard!" and "99 red balloons" to incorporate into his catchy tune and increase the length of his song. we also drew chalk outlines of our feet and learned that sidewalk chalk can be used for drawing mustaches and beards on faces and coloring on toenails like polish . . . it doesn't wipe off very well either.
one of my aunts gave me homework, demanding i fill out aNoThEr family geneology sheet right there on the stop (yUcKy) & then became "offended" by my "iNmAtuRiTy" when i was giggling while filing out the form . . . she took her coveted family photos and snatched my family geneological sheet swiftly out of my hand and relocated with the rest of the humorless herd in the back of the pavillion . . . as my german grandmother Eldredge would say, "humph! sOmE pEopLe!" of all the family traits and characteristics to pass down through the generations . . .
i also offended another one of my cousins when i was told i wouldn't be in the large group family photo and i cheered rEaLLy LoUd . . . she mule kicked me & gave me a nasty look . . . i hadn't seen or felt that move used since 2nd grade . . . i should have known it was coming and dodged to get out of the way . . . . education & age have made me sLoW and sTupiD! . . . . it was at this point west & i decided to hold our own family reunion and runaway to watch a movie. we felt bad leaving my mom who liked the chalk, hotwheels car, and karaoke games west & i & my cousin's son were playing, but she didn't want to come. she said she couldn't leave dad, although i don't think dad would have noticed she was gone because he was having a gReAt hAy dAy making the rounds talking & lecturing & giving "aDviCe" to every single family member who didn't know better to run away . . . . . .
my levi turned 10 yesterday and had "the BeSt" birthday . . . it was hard trying to figure out what to buy him when he requested duct tape, plastic cutlery, lunch meat and books. . . sure he ToLd us what he wAnTeD, but those items seemed like such a rip off, ya know? like we didn't get him a rEaL birthday present! i guess he didn't feel a need to ask for an electronic game because he plays mama's wii until the batteries go out and he didn't feel a need to ask for any kind of "pLay" weapon as he prefers to make his own weapons of war. among his favorites are the coat hanger bow and arrow he aLmOsT put his sister abbie's eye out with and the toe stuffed long red soccer socks he swings above his head like a ball and chain and launches at anyone crossing his path (eXcEpT mama . . . she takes it aWaY!) once when he was in primary, he got bored and took off his socks, stuffed one into the other and began swinging them around his head scouting for an appropriate target to unleash his fericious weapon upon when he hit the kid next to him in the head (the primary president's son) and was kicked out of primary for awhile. (sigh) why should i expect him to be nOrMaL when his own mother can't be classified as such:)
first Eldredge family reunion in gobs & gobs of years was this weekend and the family made it through with only a few insults and offended sensabilities:) one of my cousin's boys was rEaLLy enjoyed seranading everyone with the microphone and his "original" music. i was amazed that his simple tune and cLeVeR lyrics "watermelon is juicy.....watermelon is sticky . . . ya, ya, ya. . . du na naw na. . . doot, a na new" didn't grate on my nerves like so many of my childrens' "original" music and lyrics have in the past. maybe i've fiNaLLy growd-up?! unfortunately, most of the humorless adult Eldredge crew became annoyed and irritated and repeatedly vocalized their disapproval of his creativity by demanding he sing what they told him to sing (OnLy primary songs) or to simply put the microphone down and walk away so they could "socialize". i don't understand their reaction as when family members were earlier in the day trying to share the family history and stories, these same individuals either put their heads on the table to take a nap or simply kept sharing with their neighbors without whispering:( west & i taught my cousin's boy some new lyrics "all aboard!" and "99 red balloons" to incorporate into his catchy tune and increase the length of his song. we also drew chalk outlines of our feet and learned that sidewalk chalk can be used for drawing mustaches and beards on faces and coloring on toenails like polish . . . it doesn't wipe off very well either.
one of my aunts gave me homework, demanding i fill out aNoThEr family geneology sheet right there on the stop (yUcKy) & then became "offended" by my "iNmAtuRiTy" when i was giggling while filing out the form . . . she took her coveted family photos and snatched my family geneological sheet swiftly out of my hand and relocated with the rest of the humorless herd in the back of the pavillion . . . as my german grandmother Eldredge would say, "humph! sOmE pEopLe!" of all the family traits and characteristics to pass down through the generations . . .
i also offended another one of my cousins when i was told i wouldn't be in the large group family photo and i cheered rEaLLy LoUd . . . she mule kicked me & gave me a nasty look . . . i hadn't seen or felt that move used since 2nd grade . . . i should have known it was coming and dodged to get out of the way . . . . education & age have made me sLoW and sTupiD! . . . . it was at this point west & i decided to hold our own family reunion and runaway to watch a movie. we felt bad leaving my mom who liked the chalk, hotwheels car, and karaoke games west & i & my cousin's son were playing, but she didn't want to come. she said she couldn't leave dad, although i don't think dad would have noticed she was gone because he was having a gReAt hAy dAy making the rounds talking & lecturing & giving "aDviCe" to every single family member who didn't know better to run away . . . . . .
my levi turned 10 yesterday and had "the BeSt" birthday . . . it was hard trying to figure out what to buy him when he requested duct tape, plastic cutlery, lunch meat and books. . . sure he ToLd us what he wAnTeD, but those items seemed like such a rip off, ya know? like we didn't get him a rEaL birthday present! i guess he didn't feel a need to ask for an electronic game because he plays mama's wii until the batteries go out and he didn't feel a need to ask for any kind of "pLay" weapon as he prefers to make his own weapons of war. among his favorites are the coat hanger bow and arrow he aLmOsT put his sister abbie's eye out with and the toe stuffed long red soccer socks he swings above his head like a ball and chain and launches at anyone crossing his path (eXcEpT mama . . . she takes it aWaY!) once when he was in primary, he got bored and took off his socks, stuffed one into the other and began swinging them around his head scouting for an appropriate target to unleash his fericious weapon upon when he hit the kid next to him in the head (the primary president's son) and was kicked out of primary for awhile. (sigh) why should i expect him to be nOrMaL when his own mother can't be classified as such:)
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