Two of our teenagers were in a production of Rodgers & Hammerstein’s Cinderella.  These IPS (inner-city school system here in Indianapolis) plays and musicals are amazing – the kids are great, and the staging and costuming is always very creative.  There’s not a lot of money for the fancy stuff like there is in the township and suburban schools, but that just makes the IPS productions more memorable.

Anyway, Kaylin was in the chorus and had a couple of speaking lines, too.  We were so proud of her – she’s beautiful and very good at what she puts her mind to.  =)  She put her mind to this musical, that’s for sure.  Here’s a fun after-picture of her in some of the props:

She looks like an anime baby in this picture!  Those ^_^ kind of eyes…  =)

So, the sisters and I decided that french toast would be a fun brunch.  I’d mixed the eggs and cinnamon already, put two pieces of soaked bread in the skillet, and asked Leah to grab the syrup.

“There is no syrup!” she tells me.

A last-second Kroger run ensued, and we had our french toast.

I later cleaned out the cabinet, and lo and behold:

Huh.

My old jeans disintegrated.

David found some pretty interesting things in that sludge – this was the funniest:

We don’t have any snorkels.  Best guess is that the neighbors’ grandkids got carried away.  That’s a loooong throw, though…

My David spent a couple of days cleaning out our pitiful nasty little pond.  The water has been green for a year, and since winter has become as thick as sewer sludge (so thick that the pump doesn’t pump it).  Smells just about as good, too.

Needless to say, we haven’t been too excited about clearing it – but it’s that time of year.  I was all for paying someone to do it – we don’t have a lot of time and I would rather clean the house than fool with something foul in the back yard – but my frugal David wanted to do it himself.

So I told him, “Have at it.”

Here he is after phase one – and yes, that’s some SERIOUS nastiness on his hands:

My coworkers are a hoot.  On this particular evening, Robyn was on her way home – and bragging that she might get to observe a procedure (she’s working on learning facility process).  She geared up in anticipation, and reminded me of a little girl playing pretend:

Loving this hotel room.  I typically stay in a studio for the week, but they moved me to a two-bedroom suite this time.  Has a fireplace – perfect place to unwind after the long day.  It’s a gas fireplace, but still…  a fireplace.  =)

This is what I see every night, come 10pm, as I leave the building.  I was so glad to see all of the snow finally gone.

Daddy brought me Moose Farkel back from Alaska – here’s us playing the game.  (Love the moosies!)