Yes, I went to East High School. No, Troy and Gabriella did not go there, but a bunch of other tools did. When I was visiting home a few weeks ago, my parents and I dropped by the old stomping ground so I could take some pictures of the permanent marks I left on MacNeil Drive.
They have instilled a dress code, which I thought was pretty cool, but that didn't prevent me from seeing more boxer-short clad butts than I was prepared for.
Layla was with me and I think it was my mom's worst nightmare coming true--her daughter trucking a baby down the halls of a high school. Luckily, I wasn't the only one there with a kid...
This picture is a little self-indulgent, but I was proud. I still have dreams where I fail the last semester, or forget that I have signed up for a class, yet never attended it.
The old mural Sarah Vandeberg and I painted in the gym. We spent 3 weeks during the summer after my sophomore year doing this. I remember listening to Elton John's "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" from the top of the scaffolding.
The pool mural was the first one we did, which led to us being hired to to the gym. We did it during boys' swim season. Not enough Michael Phelps-like bodies for my liking, more like Jack Black-bodies.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Killing 2 Birds with one stone..
We're in a recession people! Americans are going to have to come up with cheaper ways to entertain their kids. I am using my food storage to create fun toys for the girls.
This all started a couple of years ago when Ava was reading "Ramona the Pest" by Beverly Cleary. In the book, Ramona goes clip-clopping down the street on a pair of tin can stilts. Ava, being a child of the new millenium, asked me about them so we constructed a pair from some pineapple cans. Instead of clip-clopping, it was a lot of falling and tripping as the cans tended to give way if not set down perfectly on the pavement. I had to send them to the recycle bin before we ended up with broken ankles.
Fast forward to '09...before recycling these beastly #10 can, we turned them into monster stilts creating a day of fun.
Toys for tough economic times ahead...
(Isn't my camera awesome?)
This all started a couple of years ago when Ava was reading "Ramona the Pest" by Beverly Cleary. In the book, Ramona goes clip-clopping down the street on a pair of tin can stilts. Ava, being a child of the new millenium, asked me about them so we constructed a pair from some pineapple cans. Instead of clip-clopping, it was a lot of falling and tripping as the cans tended to give way if not set down perfectly on the pavement. I had to send them to the recycle bin before we ended up with broken ankles.
Fast forward to '09...before recycling these beastly #10 can, we turned them into monster stilts creating a day of fun.
Toys for tough economic times ahead...
(Isn't my camera awesome?)
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