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alliecat81) Hey, remember about this time last year when I was a-hootin' and a-hollerin' about how OMGYAAAAAYZZZZZ, I'd never have to worry about Thing 2's cheerleader tryouts again 'cause she made it her senior year?
Well, be careful what you celebrate. 'Cause it might come back to bite you on the ass ten times over the next year. Guess who has suddenly (within the last couple of days) decided that she wants to be a college cheerleader more than anything else in the world? Thing 2, that's who. I wanted her to try out...but I wanted it to be more relaxed, a learning thing, something she'd do this year just to get a feel for what it's like. 'Cause she'll have her freshman year in college to get used to and Sorority Rush and Greek life and living away from home and ALL DAMN KINDS of adjustments...but she's always overachieved and I guess this is her Next Big Challenge. Tryouts are tomorrow and Saturday. Difference is, whereas she might've been the best on her high school team, now she'll be trying out against around 100 of the best-of-the-best of all THEIR teams. I think it's kind of a crap shoot who makes it and who doesn't. But because she wants it so much, I want it for her. So I guess y'all might wanna send a good vibe or two our way and wait to see if I bust out the cartwheel icon this weekend or not.
2) We sing the Palm Sunday Cantata we've been working on for months in church this Sunday. I've been in the choir for long enough now that I kinda forget that it's broadcast on live tv...but half the words in our Cantata are in Hebrew and it boggles my little mind and my damn choir director *would* have to end our last practice by saying, "Don't forget you're on LIVE TV and if you SCREW anything UP it'll be on youTube before the SERVICE is OVER, BWAHAHAHAHA!" Doug, may the PTB strike you down dead, or else I'll smite you my ownself. And my Hebrew-speaking friends, please don't look me up on youTube. 'Cause I'll screw up. That's God's way of getting me back for saying g*d dammit and OMFG eleventy-seven times thisyear month week.
3) I went to B'ham today to see the doc who did my surgery. He filled...something...in there with saline solution which made my stomach smaller so I won't get so hungry and I'll lose ALLLLLL the weight I need to lose before the GFG. Bye bye, McAllister's Mediterranean Pizza. Bye bye, PB&J's. Bye bye, you beautiful half-rack of ribs they sell at Little Dooey's. It's back to oatmeal and yogurt and protein shakes for me. 'Cause I want my license to eat like a pig in New Orleans and not worry if I gain 10 lbs. I just hope I don't throw up in front of somebody...everybody...anybody...at ALL.
4) They're predicting tornadoes for tomorrow right about the time I'll be traveling to Thing 2's future college to watch tryouts. Is it bad luck for baby if mommy gets swept off to Oz and doesn't make it in time?
'K, I can't think of anything else to be nervous about right now. I'll be back when I do 'cause my icon makes me giggle.
Well, be careful what you celebrate. 'Cause it might come back to bite you on the ass ten times over the next year. Guess who has suddenly (within the last couple of days) decided that she wants to be a college cheerleader more than anything else in the world? Thing 2, that's who. I wanted her to try out...but I wanted it to be more relaxed, a learning thing, something she'd do this year just to get a feel for what it's like. 'Cause she'll have her freshman year in college to get used to and Sorority Rush and Greek life and living away from home and ALL DAMN KINDS of adjustments...but she's always overachieved and I guess this is her Next Big Challenge. Tryouts are tomorrow and Saturday. Difference is, whereas she might've been the best on her high school team, now she'll be trying out against around 100 of the best-of-the-best of all THEIR teams. I think it's kind of a crap shoot who makes it and who doesn't. But because she wants it so much, I want it for her. So I guess y'all might wanna send a good vibe or two our way and wait to see if I bust out the cartwheel icon this weekend or not.
2) We sing the Palm Sunday Cantata we've been working on for months in church this Sunday. I've been in the choir for long enough now that I kinda forget that it's broadcast on live tv...but half the words in our Cantata are in Hebrew and it boggles my little mind and my damn choir director *would* have to end our last practice by saying, "Don't forget you're on LIVE TV and if you SCREW anything UP it'll be on youTube before the SERVICE is OVER, BWAHAHAHAHA!" Doug, may the PTB strike you down dead, or else I'll smite you my ownself. And my Hebrew-speaking friends, please don't look me up on youTube. 'Cause I'll screw up. That's God's way of getting me back for saying g*d dammit and OMFG eleventy-seven times this
3) I went to B'ham today to see the doc who did my surgery. He filled...something...in there with saline solution which made my stomach smaller so I won't get so hungry and I'll lose ALLLLLL the weight I need to lose before the GFG. Bye bye, McAllister's Mediterranean Pizza. Bye bye, PB&J's. Bye bye, you beautiful half-rack of ribs they sell at Little Dooey's. It's back to oatmeal and yogurt and protein shakes for me. 'Cause I want my license to eat like a pig in New Orleans and not worry if I gain 10 lbs. I just hope I don't throw up in front of somebody...everybody...anybody...at ALL.
4) They're predicting tornadoes for tomorrow right about the time I'll be traveling to Thing 2's future college to watch tryouts. Is it bad luck for baby if mommy gets swept off to Oz and doesn't make it in time?
'K, I can't think of anything else to be nervous about right now. I'll be back when I do 'cause my icon makes me giggle.
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Date: 2011-04-15 12:35 am (UTC)Although... you're going to watch tryouts? For college? That seems kinda... helicoptery? I'm not criticizing, cause I know thing are different there/now/with you but you know what I mean? You were super independent in college and so was I so you do know what I mean right?
Is the choir director going to post it on youtube? How is anyone gonna know if you mess up? It's gonna be FINE.
and dude, no barfing, roomie, okay? ;)
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Date: 2011-04-15 03:22 am (UTC)I know, and it won't be a trainwreck like it was all those years ago. She's matured a lot since then. I've been wanting to sing to her:
There's always gonna be another mountain
You're always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes you're gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast you get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb....
It's the CLIMB!
But I'm afraid that if I do she'll only hear the line about losing and think I'm jinxing her, so I'm singing quietly to myself. 'Cause that song is wise even if it did come out of Miley Cyrus' mouth.
Helicoptery??? LOL!!! You mean, like, hovering? Actually The Diva Herself has requested that her friends NOT attend tryouts (they're open - hundreds of people go to watch) because it'll make her too nervous, but the Little Girl inside the Diva wants her Mommy and Daddy in the audience cheering her on. How could I refuse?
Good point about nobody knowing if I mess up...the Hebrew, anyhow. I'm sure I'll find some OTHER way to mess up, now that dear Doug has put the idea in my head. GAH, I'll get my 15 minutes of fame and it'll be because I accidentally knock out the Mayor when I'm waving my palm frond or something....
Oh, and WHOOPS! I forgot about your barfing phobia...if I feel the urge, I promise to run to someone ELSE'S bathroom, how 'bout that? ;)