It's making me re-evaluate my postings.
Okay, got that off my chest. We're good.
Today I was totally proactive.
I was so proactive I kicked proactive's ass.
Ninja of awesome, I'm telling you.
I'm still just in this sort of giddy shock mode that my ideas are actually being considered for stuff.
Usually when I suggest things they get shot down immediately so it came as a surprise to me today in our "teen experience" meeting (with my newest awesome library friends go here) that the two big ideas that I threw out in front of seasoned veterans actually got approved.
EPIC!
See, I think it could be epic and I think the kids will be excited about constructing the holes.
But we'd keep it 6th-12th grade for participants as it would be for the Teen Summer Reading program. Anything younger and things could get out of control.
And we'd use wiffle balls.
wifell balls?
wiffell balls?
wiffel balls?
No idea how to spell that. I'd Google it but I can't move my arms. Carter is laying on them so all I can reach is the immediate keyboard. Not even the mouse pad.
HA!
Snuck my arm out to take the picture but now I can't put it back so I have one arm under him and the other over him.
This isn't going to work.
Oh, now he's mad and sulking in the corner of the couch cause I made him move.
I'll pay for that later.
Where was I?
Oh, it's apparently spelled "wiffle" which was my first guess but it's still giving me the red lines underneath it which constantly question my sanity.
Here is someone's interpretation of library golf in case you're interested - though ours will look much different cause my kids are more creative.
i know that version is awful, but i had to post it just because of the voice crack during the "wild goose CHASE now"
Wrote a song about GADE
On Youtube it often played
Next year was sci-fi
Watching little aliens fry
It's been in my head all night as We Didn't Start the Fire came up on my ipod on the ride home.
Cantrell’s quarter game
Collecting trash is so lame
If you build it they will come
It you burn it they will run
If you have no idea what I'm talking about scroll to the right and click on the top video on the video bar.
Or just go here for the lyrics and explanation: No tubing, too much bank, Tankety-tank-tank
Meet Delayed...Reaction. For those of you who don't already know us.
Actually I'm pretty sure the *invisible milkjug dance* looked a bit like that.
Anyway, we write songs at camp and then record them.
Our original recording was better - we were physically at camp - and I have it somewhere but not sure where that somewhere is.
But I'll upload it when I find it later.
I'm sure when I'm not looking for it it'll turn up as things usually do.
But that was a few years back. We haven't written one for a couple years.
Now that he's all married and I'm pretty sure his wife hates me.
Not that I can blame her, but that's a long story.
Anyway, so today rocked because of a single meeting and I was reminded why I'm in this profession.
Which is ironic because just last week I was questioning that very fact.
But that's an even longer story.
Like I said, taking a stand cause that's what the Library Goddess would tell me to do.
If only it wouldn't have snowed then I'd have gotten to see the boyfriend tonight as was originally planned cause the rest of this week is crazy busy. Touring libraries tomorrow and the next day and then TRIVIA NIGHT on Friday. I'm stoked.
And I have Donna clothes.
Did I mention that last night? I don't remember if I did or not. But I found Donna clothes. Oldest Sister will be thrilled as she's the one that bought them for me in the first place, though I don't think that's what she had in mind at the time.
I really need to quit rambling and sleep. I started this entry like an hour and a half ago. To be fair I did have a giant cat blocking half my keyboard.
Writer's Block
Greta Stop!!
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