That’s what we’ve been all weekend… Friday night was Disney Princesses on Ice. Man, our two little Princesses (Princess Avery and Princess Sophie, aka Snow White and Tinkerbell…) had an amazing time. I don’t think we’ll ever be able to get the cheap seats again… We sat right on the ice. The skaters were so close we could have almost touched them and you definitely felt the breeze as they skated by. You really felt like a part of the show sitting that close. It was way kewl.
Jasmine, Sleeping Beauty, Belle, Mulan, Ariel and Cinderella were featured. The girls had to have snacks and those light wand things that cost $50.00. And, some of those skaters were pretty good. I have a sneaking suspicion some of them had high hopes for their skating careers and didn’t quite cut it. They were probably all Olympic hopefuls, or wannabes, at one time… Probably from the Czech Republic or the Ukraine or somewhere… And wound up touring the US dressed up as a fork and a spoon.
Anyway, it was fun and the girls were amazed. Am I the only sentimental sap that cries at shit like that? Anytime I take Avery to something, whether it be that or the Wiggles or a damned birthday party, I cry like a fuckin’ baby. Seriously. I get so overwhelmed with the joy of being a parent and being somewhere special with my child, and overwhelmed with the joy of seeing her so excited, that I just well up and bawl. It’s actually really embarrassing. I’m sure people think I’m some nutjob.
Yesterday, I hit the ground running (at 9:45, but still…) I played tennis in the AM. It was hot as hell. I probably lost 5 pounds just from sweating. Anyway, if yesterday was indicative of how I am going to play in the tournament, that starts tomorrow, I’m going to get my ass handed to me on a platter. I’m blaming it on the fact that I had only been awake for 45 minutes, had only had coffee to drink and was using my old, worn out racket… Yeah, those are the reasons. I’m seriously NOT taking home any trophies if that is how I am going to play this week. I did leave and go straight to buy a new racket.
Then, we went to a little league game, and a barbecue. Then ran errands all afternoon. We came home, chilled out and the Mister took out many trees and bushes with the tractor. He is clearing the spot for Avery’s ginormous play thing that he is supposed to have up by her birthday. Yeah, that’s May 26th… And, we’ll be at the beach for five days before then. He better get bizay. After he worked for a while, we went out to his parents’ and goofed around and had dinner. (And beer, of course…)
Today, the Mister is back on the tractor (I’m sure he is looking forward to it, he gets so excited when he has an excuse to play on the tractor…) and then we are going back out to the ils’ for a boat ride and for hunting arrowheads. (And beer….) Our usual Sunday afternoon…. I should probably find someone to go play tennis with, too, so that I can work out the kinks from yesterday and feel a little more confident in my game. It really sucked. I know that I say I play tennis strictly for the fun of it, but I’d be so lying if I said I didn’t want to win…. A shiny trophy would look very nice on the shelf. A shiny first place trophy, of course…
I’m so glad ya’ll had fun, Shannie! The girls look ADORABLE! We went yesterday and had a blast too. I’ve downloaded my pics and will post some of them tonight. And you’re not a sap. I cried too. LOL! I cried at the beginning when “When you wish upon a star” started playing and then again when Maggie started clapping and screaming at Flounder the fish skating by…
I can’t wait to see Avery’s playground (as Abby calls them). Mister Shannie impresses me… every once in a while.