The movie was good, yah, yah, but turn it into a musical? Brilliantly Blonde. And yes, I am doing the Bend and Snap. Turns out, it works.




The movie was good, yah, yah, but turn it into a musical? Brilliantly Blonde. And yes, I am doing the Bend and Snap. Turns out, it works.





Splendid Grandma took Wes to his parkour champion games this afternoon, and he came home with 3rd place! This is a big deal because I got to go last time and these are the best of the best– Wes hadn’t anticipated getting to crack the top 3 anytime soon; he came in 4th last spring.
In fact, this is what Wes was able to do last month. He has been practicing in the parkour gym for months, and finally felt confident to show us in the backyard. I honestly probably have never been prouder.

That’s my boy!

We may have found our sweet spot! Sensory-friendly means a show where the lights aren’t as dim, the strobe lights and lightning cracks are toned down, and everyone there is fine with the audience being a little noisier and meandering. It also meant some “closed-captioned” screens and ASL interpreters signing the play beautifully. Wes turned into J, a good friend of Piper’s, since Wes doesn’t really “do” musicals (though he did agree that the stagecraft is always fun). Seeing Wicked on stage was a good way to spend a rainy afternoon and more than made up for the drive to Seattle and back.
Again, a huge thank you to my parents for a day of birth that is always followed by a school holiday– it turned my Sunday birthday into a three-day weekend on San Juan Island with Dwayne and two good friends.










Dwayne reserved a little cabin at Lakedale Resort, which was a great launching point for all the island’s adventures. Notwithstanding wet shoes (and Rochelle displayed her overacheiving personality when she fell from a log into the Sound hours before the rest of us got our feet soaked), we mostly stayed dry as we explored Friday Harbor, both lighthouses, the British and Amerian camps, the whaleless whale-spotting points, and the Masuleum in the little wood. (Yes, Dwayne was jealous although it is unanimously agreed he would have built something better.) A cozy dinner in, and cozy dinner out, the weirdest sandwich I could create, and some chocolate treats were the icing on this birthday weekend. I even got to pretend for a few hours that the birthday texts I got from my children that afternoon were unprompted by their father. Well, at least they were at home and not whining through my adventures.
Baths. Baths, executed by Piper and Wes, are my revenge, possibly on both the cats and the kids.

