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Right now my husband and kids are at the neighbors house for a pre-Steeler party, and then to watch the game.
Me? I’m here, on the laptop, in a semi-clean house. I will be watching the game here, by myself.
I love watching Steeler games. I mean, LOVE. I can watch regular season games with other people (unless it’s a critical-win regular season game). But playoff games? Nope. I can watch them with MY family, but that’s about it. It’s almost like a religious experience. You can pray with a bunch of people, but when you really need to concentrate, you just need to be alone.
Will my friends and neighbors think I’m anti-social? Maybe. I hope not…I explained the situation to my two close friends. I just can’t deal with twenty children (two of them mine) running around and creating general chaos WHILE I’M TRYING TO WATCH THE GAME. And there will be fathers there, but who do the kids go to? The moms.
So, excuse me while I completely immerse myself in the game…and nothing else. Except during commercial breaks…I may get up to pee.
My friend Jenn was in town this week. I was happy to get a visit from her on Tuesday, and to meet her (and some other friends) out for dinner. She currently lives in North Carolina, and is trying to move back to Pittsburgh. Well, I don’t really need to tell you the story, because you can go and read about it. The Post Gazette wrote an article about her and her husband. Go ahead, go and read it. It will open in a new window for ya. Shoo.
OK, did you read it? So now you know her story. She’s really having a tough time finding a job here. But she really wants to come back.
Pittsburgh is funny like that. There are Pittsburghers everywhere. All over the country. But they still consider themselves Pittsburghers. Forever.
My folks are in Florida. They are Pittsburghers. They drive to Ft. Lauderdale so they can go to Primanti’s (although, they say it’s not the same, but close). They get excited when they find Iron City. When my Mom comes to visit, I always have Islay’s chipped ham and Mancini’s bread. It’s what they love, and what (other than their flesh and blood) connects them to their roots.
I am happy I live here. I’m happy I never had to leave. I’m comfortable with my kids being raised here. I love the sense of community. I love the hills. Hell, I even love it when people say “dahn tahn” and “dahn arahn the way.” And I love yinz guys.
I’ve shared my goals with you. There will come a day, when my girls are grown and I am a grandma, that I will live on the beach. I envision myself in a large, floppy hat. I’ll be sitting in a chair, under an umbrella with my computer on my lap and my toes in the sand. Tony, with his grey hair and loud Hawaiian print shirt, will walk down and say he’s headed to the golf course, and he’ll meet me for lunch. After he gives me a quick kiss, I’ll sip my coffee and look out at the waves. I’ll have an overwhelming feeling of calm and happiness.
But I’ll still be a Pittsburgher at heart.
Hey…I can dare to dream, right?
So hey, if anybody has a job for Jenn or her hubby, let me know! They really, really, really want to be able to have Primantis or chipped ham whenever they feel the urge
Chloe and I got a very cool opportunity. I was invited to a question-and-answer session and short performance from the Pittsburgh Ballet Theater. It was way cool. I was invited because I have a blog. How about that? It was yesterday afternoon. Becca was in school, so Chloe and I started our adventure out.
First, I made her dress up. She was OK with that. (This is also her Easter outfit we got on our ‘Good Friday Girly Day.’
Doesn’t she look cute? I love that she’s not all girlie. The black eye along with the cute outfit completely fits Chloe’s personality. (The black eye is because she got bit by a dog. Nothing major, the dog was a neighborhood puppy. All is well.)
So, we head downtown. We never go downtown. We drive PAST downtown. We go to the museum. We go to the Science Center. But I’ve never had the kids downtown. Chloe was amazed by how tall the buildings ACTUALLY are. We parked in a garage (which she thought was cool – I think because it was pretty scary looking). She loved all the people. She asked about the rows of newspaper machines (“Wow, Mom! That sure is a lot of newspapers!”). We finally get to the building where she gets to see the ballet. Just a snippet, of the ballet, mind you. Which was good. It was a litmus test for her. I had no idea if she would like it or not, or if she would sit still.
We had lunch first. Well, Chloe had cookies. We were on the twelfth floor. There was a beautiful garden terrace. Chloe loved being that high up. The people looked small. She wanted to lean her head over the side of the building. I held onto her so tightly, I thought she might pee on me. As I grabbed my stomach out of my throat, I explained to her that heights make mommy a little scared. And I didn’t want a splat Chloe. Here’s a pic of her on the terrace:
So, next we got to meet the creative director, Terrence Orr. He told us about Swan Lake, which is playing next weekend at the Benedum. (Well, if you want to check out all the ballet stuff, head over to their site, Pittsburgh Ballet Theater. I liked Terrence. He was a nice guy with a sense of humor. He also talked about some of the other shows. Three Musketeers is coming up. And he talked about how he has added many Pittsburgh touches to The Nutcracker.
Chloe was less than enthralled with the question and answer period.
She kept whispering to me “Mom, this is BORED!”
But, alas, we were escorted down the hall to see our little performance. She was captivated. She really loved watching these kids dance. (I can call them kids because, you know, I’m old). She couldn’t wait to tell Becca all about it (um, rub it in), and play ballet at home. Mandy, the PR person for the Pgh Ballet, extended an invitation to see the dress rehearsal. I think that we’re going to go. Both kids will get to see it, and it will be yet another litmus test. I’m not sure if they’ll sit more than an hour. So we’ll see how it goes.
I enjoyed it too! Hell, I can’t even walk gracefully, let alone move like those dancers. And I got to meet a couple of cool bloggers. I met Debby Perry. She runs the Macaroni Kid stuff you may have seen if you’re in my neck of the woods. And I met Anthony Closky. Cool to see people in person. And now they’re my twitter buds
So, that was our adventure. Of course, there’s more to tell. Last night, Becca told me she wanted to be a cheerleader. Registration is tomorrow. Is this the beginning of me becoming the ‘run your kids around to their activities’ mom? I’ll keep you in the loop!
I’m like a little kid right now! Yesterday I got my delivery from Amazon, which included the new Sookie Stackhouse book from Charlaine Harris, “Dead and Gone.” I’m sure I’ll devour it in one sitting, but I just need to block out the time for that one sitting!! Today WOULD be the perfect day to lock myself in my bedroom and read it, seeing that it IS Mother’s Day. But,
Truth be told, I LOVE Kennywood. I’ve held onto that love of roller coasters since I was five years old. My first big memory of coasters goes back to West View Park. I used to ride the kiddie coaster over and over and over again. Then the park closed. If it had stayed open just one more year, I would have been old enough to ride the big coaster. No worries, though. There were plenty of other places to ride coasters.
Now, Becca and Chloe aren’t quite tall enough to ride all the ‘big’ rides, but they ARE tall enough for the Jackrabbit. They both love it, and have been talking about it all week. And Kennywood has the best food, too (Unlike Cedar Point, whose food absolutely sucks!). I’m gearing up for some Potato Patch fries, a corn dog, some funnel cake and our traditional exodus treat…cotton candy. (Wow. Fried, fried, fried and sugar). By the time we get back tonight, my feet will hurt, my patience will probably be fried (heh, heh…more fried), and I’ll need a Tums or two. But that’s how it always ends, and I still consider it a great day.
So, Sookie, Bill and Eric will have to wait. I’m sure they will be a read that lasts until 2:00 in the morning.
Oh, I did get another book with my Amazon order. It’s a collection of short stories called “Bite,” and Charlaine Harris has a Sookie story in it. I enjoyed the story (It’s about her cousin Hadley’s death), but I wouldn’t suggest purchasing the book just for that story (like I did). It was only thirty or so pages, and I could have lived without it. Or tracked it down at a library.
So, Happy Mothers’ Day, whatever you decide to do! And a big thank you to my Mom. Although I appreciated her before I had my own children, now I really ‘get it.’ And she did a hell of a job. And she kept her sanity. Amazing.
***OOH, one last thing. As I was gathering links to this post, I found that you can pre-order the NEXT Sookie Stackhouse book, due out October 6th. Looks like the name of it is “A Touch of Dead.” Yeah, I’m gonna have to go do that. Once I get some extra ‘me’ cash!
The snow in my yard has melted. I no longer have a 5 inch thick slab of ice to drive over to get into my driveway. The furnace is not on for 59 minutes out of every hour. But I don’t want to get too excited. This IS Pittsburgh and the date is only showing February 8. But I’m definitely enjoying the warm-ish temps. I looked at the 14 day temperature trend, and it sort of looks like going down the hill on the Jackrabbit at Kennywood. So I will enjoy it while it lasts. And possibly even wash all of the salt off the car. Possibly.
We headed to my sister-in-law’s house yesterday (I have 8 SIL’s!) for a small party for our 16 yr old nephew. It’s nice to have a big family – and the girls really enjoyed seeing their aunts and cousins. Life is definitely getting easier with these two girls. They play together nicely and are very independend. I actually got some nice adult conversation in last night – which is a rare thing for me! Even though I’m feeling the beginnings of a cold (sore throat and a general blech feeling), I still met with Fitty last night. At 11:15 p.m. no less. It was either clean up the tornado of toys or deal with Fitty. It was a pretty easy choice. Wii Fit age yesterday? 31 – I’ll take that. I DO have some sore calves, thighs and upper arms. But sore in a good way. I only wince when I try to walk up the stairs.
Tony and I are taking the girls to the Carnegie Museum of Natural History today. Chloe learned about dinosaurs in preschool last week, and Becca has been asking quite a lot of questions about mummies. And this is the first Sunday in a while without any football (except for that week between playoffs and the Super Bowl – and we went to Ikea and dinner that day). I was surprised how expensive it is, though! $15 for an adult and $11 for a child (although I think they are running a promo right now for half off kids through February 27th). I’ll fill you in on how everything goes. Speaking of the girls, I handed them a huge Oriental Trading catalog yesterday. They have spent at least an hour just looking at everything. Thanks for the catalog!
Well, NOW I must go deal with the toy tornado. And laundry. I’m determined to come home later today to a clean(-ish) house. Have a great day!!!