Please consider supporting the Lynden High School girls basketball & volleyball teams by attending the 7th annual Crab Feed!
When: Saturday, February 7th
Time: 6:00 - 7:30pm
Where: Jake Mayberry Gym
Tickets: $20/adult $15/kids (contact me if you're interested)
There's also going to be a silent auction and dessert dash. I've never been to a dessert dash before, but it sounds like sweet yummy things are involved.
I've made this to contribute to the silent auction:
A fun 8x10 chalkboard print that will go in a super cute white frame. I know, I know...who will want to hang up the Jacob family in their house... besides me? Aha! I'm going to customize it for the winner...monogram, name, year, etc. Better, right?
So come get crabby with us...and bid up a storm at the silent auction. Can you tell I like auctions? Although I prefer the kind where you stick up your little paddle thingy.
Last weekend we were in Seattle (ish) for soccer. Sunday's game was 60+ degrees, sunny...and I didn't even wear a coat. So unbelievable.
The weekend before, we were in Portland for a tournament. I love watching these girls play. :)
Well, one in particular...
She loves to head the ball, although I cringe when she does it... Good thing she has a hard head.
And this...I'm not sure what this is. ha ha But I like it.
In other news...
I've been trying to send Shelby something in the mail every day... a card or a note... January through March is what they call the gloom period at West Point. Pretty much go to class, cold, gray & gross. No lie...the first year is pretty much awful. :(
Sent her this yesterday...hope it makes her smile. Let me know if you'd like her address...mail is a good thing to get. ;)
So I guess the other night was 'weird dream for Jacob guy' night...
Because Iz dreamed he was on the bus to the airport with Belle & Ian. He got off...the kids stayed on and went to the airport. He hopped on a BMX bike to try and get to the airport... took a shortcut via the beach, where an old lady was fishing and wouldn't get out of his way. So as he went around her, he was chased by crocodiles and zombies, which he was beating off with a stick, if I recall correctly. The end.
Luke was here in Lynden...and the US (specifically Lynden) was being invaded by the Germans. But not modern day Germans...World War II Germans in Panzer tanks. He and Hannah (girlfriend) ran down into the basement to hide, heard footsteps on the stairs....(cue ominous music)... But yay! It's Shelby! He yells her name, but it freaks her out that he knows her...so she runs away. As Luke is chasing her he notices she's dressed like she's on an episode of Sons of Anarchy. The end.
I didn't dare ask Ian if he had any dreams that he remembered. Not sure who wins for weirdest...or what they might mean. Ideas?
Random cat photo for today, from Christmas Eve when my mom was over:
Notice Lola is laying by an entire basket of cat toys. Yet she prefers an intimate moment with my mom's purse. Keep in mind, this could be totally normal, as my mom might very well have a Dairy Queen hamburger in there or something. The end.
This is my favorite one from Iz's birthday. Belle made him that canvas, after seeing the idea on Pinterest. She did such a great job! :) She would work on it after school, between practices...whenever she could sneak in some time. It's painted, and the words are Sharpied, I think. Love her handwriting.
I FINALLY got to share my Coke with Shelby...see the label? :) Except I didn't share. I drank it all. But she was there, so it totally counts.
There was a gingerbread house competition.
Even though Shelby couldn't bring her back to West Point (storage issues, ha!)... AnnieConda was a big hit. :) She lives on Shelby's bed here at home.
I did find an adorable little version...AndyConda...and I mailed him to her.
Been doing a lot of basketball for Ian. :) He's number 4 like his brother was... Soccer and volleyball for Belle...haven't got to those pictures yet.
I did email the teacher to confirm this was or was not a class presentation vs. just the travel brochure. Haven't had a response. Standing up in front of your class convincing your fellow 6th graders to travel to Uranus would be pretty brutal, I would think. I'm thinking it's just the brochure.
I tried to get Ian to think of another name to call it. You know...7th planet from the Sun, the Big U. But he wasn't buying it. We tried different pronunciations. YOOR-an-us. yoor-AH-nus. Nope.
Poor Uranus. It's the planet we all snicker at. Even well into adulthood.
Ian brought home books for research. "Everything you wanted to know about Uranus and more" "Let's get excited about Uranus"
In other news...
I have found a planner! Sweet fancy Moses. The one I ordered online is going to work...I wrote my life down for the 4th time, and I should be good to go.
Ian & Iz assembled our TreadClimber last night.
We didn't get the super fancy one...but you get the idea. I tried it for 7 minutes last night, and my legs fell off. The happy, smiling people on the commercials...LIARS. Holy cow, does it suck. I totally get why you burn three times the calories of a regular treadmill in the same time...because it's HARD! 'Just walk'...the commercial says. More like 'just mountain climb'...
Then when you get off, you walk all stompy funny. Not to mention when you go to climb the stairs you lift your legs way too high, and you look ridiculous. I guess it would be like taking the weights off your bat after your practice swings. Only it's your legs. And they want to do their own things, independent of each other. Or perhaps it's just my personal lack of coordination. Who knows.
I'll let you know how this works out. Or if, after a month I am calling the TreadClimber guy to come and take back his instrument of torture.