Gabe's Version: All the other kids with their pumped up kicks, better run up the elevator, faster than my bulletin.
Real Version: All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
Tonight he broke out Foreigner [Which BTW, is a totally hard word for a someone with an obvious lack of spelling ability like myself. I had to Google it. Or Goggle it as I usually spell it.]
Gabe's Version: I wanna go where love lives....I want you to show me where love lives.
Real Version: I wanna know what love is...I want you to show me.
When I asked him where he heard this song he told me it was on Alvin and the Chipmunks. [And that is another reason NOT to watch that movie. That and the fact that the animals talk ~ super creepy.]
Honestly, I like Gabe's versions much better.
Halloween was fun. [That is really a breakthrough for me. I like the costume part but I'm not much on the trick or treating part.] Gabe and Emma had a fabulous. Emma was a paper doll [I had to explain to her what paper dolls were...and to Cooper...and to Molly] and Gabe was Spider Man [a gift from Santa ~ bizzare, I know, but it was a Christmas gift].
We had a blast!!! Emma's costume was a huge success [As if I didn't know that would happen] and Gabe was hilarious as always. It made me smile as I watched them make their way to a door, ring the bell, and simultaneously say, "Trick or Treat!" I love those two babies dearly [Yes, I love the oldest two just as much] and they make me smile. God has been so very good to us. [However, I did find it odd that a much older woman with a 19 year old trick-or-treater rang our doorbell, AFTER we'd turned off the universal "Have-Candy-Here" porchlight. When we didn't open the door she came to the carport and knocked. A. You are way too old to be trick-or-treating B. The light is off. C. Refer to A and B.]
My class reunion is coming up next Saturday. My 20th reunion. Wow...hard to believe I've been out of high school that long. At first I really wanted to go. I went to the ten year reunion [by myself because Craig's reunion was the same night....and since I married Mr. All-American, he had to help plan his so he couldn't go with me] and I really didn't have such a great time. I think alot of it was a combination of alot of things: I was alone, I felt very uncomfortable about my weight, and frankly, not many people that I was friends with in high school were there. Honestly, it really felt like high school all over again [and that would simply be a nightmare for me] and those insecure feelings crept in and took over. Fast forward 10 years to this reunion. I signed up about two months ago, thinking I would be able to go and take Craig with me [though he made it abundantly clear that he'd rather have his nose hairs plucked one by one than go to my reunion]. But, since Molly's switch to a new team, she is playing next weekend. So I had to make a decision on going or not. And, if I chose to go, I would have to go alone because Craig does not like missing Molly's tournaments. The more I thought about it, two glaring things kept creeping into my mind:
1. I would be selfish to go and miss Molly's tournament.
2. I just really didn't want to go. At all.
I think [which is very dangerous] that, at the time the evite came around, that I wanted to go but as time has gone on, I am not that interested. Chalk it up to old age [some might say I am a stick in the mud], lack of interest in hanging out with people I didn't know that well in high school [most of my HS buddies will not be there], and not wanting to spend the money to "hang out".
High school, at least for me, was not a memorable experience. [I am SO glad Molly's experience, thus far, has been a million times better.] I've learned so much about myself over the last 20 years. I held my own self back from so many great experiences and opportunities because I allowed self-doubt to dominate my life. I grew up with amazing parents and a wonderful sister and awesome friends yet I spent too many years comparing myself to others and I lost that time, that sense of who God meant for me to be, and those memories. I guess, in some absurd way, [imagine absurdity and me in the same sentence - absurd isn't it?] that going to the reunion might bring back those things I've left behind. I am quite sure my lack of attendance won't make banner headlines or anyone's Facebook status.
I am in a Fantasy Football league with some of my peeps from work. There is zero money involved [we're a bunch of teachers] and really I was asked because they needed a twelfth person to create the "league" [and what a coincidence since I've been in twelfth place all season]. My team, Lost Shakers of Salt, does not have the best players [and that could be my general lack of knowledge of who the "best" players are....is Marino still a QB?] I have learned a few things about the boys [calling them men would simply be an exercise in futility and I have no time for exercise or futility] in my league:
7. A few of them don't understand the fact that it is make belive football.
6. Men will sometimes [if sometimes means ALL the TIME] whine about anything.
5. Some men will do ANYTHING to win, including drafting players for other other teams, refusing trades unless it benefits them, and just generally being turds. [Gabe would laugh at my use of the word "turd".]
4. They cannot spell or use correct grammar.
3. Most of them wear "manties" - I am 100% certain and I've never seen them....or want to see them.
2. They believe that if they crack enough "chicks can't" jokes that I will cry or take my "balls" [their words - not mine] and go home [ironically that would really be difficult for the majority of them].
And the number one thing I've learned this FF season,
1. I actually have a life.
I am just amazed at their general lack of, well for lack of a better word, intelligence. I probably shouldn't be surprised but I am . I enjoyed playing the last few years but this year has been zero fun - they can have it.
As always, life as a Short, is good:)
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