So it's been a few days. No one is feeling well at this house right now. It's been a sickly fall for our household. I've had enough! Jack puked last night and this morning and had to stay home from school, I still have that awful rash, and Chloë may have it now, too. Rob and I still have bad colds, and Sophie is still a little under the weather, too. BLAH! Washing pukey sheets is getting a little old. For Rob. I'm sure. ;)
Saturday, Chloë and I got up early and drove into downtown Norfolk to audition at the Hurrah Players' theater for Sylvia Hutson and her associates. She started talking about 'stage fright' in the car on the way there, something we've never, ever mentioned or heard from her before. Then she said she was nervous, also a first. Uh-oh. While we were waiting in the lobby for her name to be called, she was her usual gregarious, vivacious self, interacting with older kids and having a good time. But when we got to the audition room, she buttoned up. She kept her arms crossed over her chest and stiffly recited her lines. I was worried. After that, they asked her to do different things, like pretend to be sad, angry, happy, call a puppy, etc., and she started to warm up to that and act like her normal self. And they asked her to sing a song. She started with "Happy birthday" but forgot the lines (lol!), so I had her switch to "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star," and she did a beautiful job. She really carried the melody well, and I saw them nod at each other.
Back in the car, she again mentioned having stage fright. Where did this come from? Who planted such a term into her head? I don't know, but if she is not going to enjoy doing this, I am not going to force her. She's got that print job, as a flower girl, on Wednesday, so I will be paying careful attention to see how she does with that.
After a while, Rob took her to her acting class, and she wouldn't participate then, either. The teacher, Erica, said she kept asking to go potty and saying she didn't feel well. Well, why didn't she bring her out then, so Rob could take her home??!! Poor thing. We kept her home for the later, iPOP! training class, to get some rest.
Once everyone had napped, we went out to Chesapeake to return my sucky LensCrafter glasses from last weekend (Rob found my old ones), and get some new ones for a mystery shop at Sears. LC took the glasses back with no hassle, so I was glad for that. "Was there anything wrong with them?" they asked. "Yes, I hate them!" Well, okay then!
The Sears optical shop was closed, so Rob stopped into Radio Shack to get a new battery for our home phone, and I went into the card store to check out their Webkinz charms. I'm going to put the charm bracelet and some charms in Chloë's Christmas stocking, and they had a whole bunch! The lady behind the counter said, "The kids are really crazy about these Webkinz!" I winked and said, "Uh, yeah, and the mom, too!" It's addicting, man.
Everyone was starving by then, so we drove around the corner to our new favorite restaurant and had dinner at Moe's. Welcome to Moe's! Good, yummy, and plentiful food - for cheap. Move over, Taco Bell. I think we went home after that, and the kids got in the tub and went to bed. Mom and Dad watched Lucky You and Reign Over Me - both pretty good. I liked Reign better.
Other than a quickie telephone mystery shop on Sunday, we did absolutely nothing to write home about.
Rob had a three-day weekend for Vet's Day, so I had him walk Chloë to the bus stop this morning. So much for it being a treat for her, though - she said she wanted me! Oh well, I wasn't getting dressed this time. Then we both snoozed some more until it was time to get Jack up, but Rob went up there, found he'd puked again, and called the school to tell them he wasn't coming. Poor little guy. He kept insisting he didn't puke, but the proof was in the bedding.
I showered and we all dressed and got ready to go out, since Barbara the cleaning lady was here. Yay for Babs. Her visit combined with Rob's day off was like Christmas for me! The house looks great. Other than the muddy paw prints on the living room floor, that is. Ugh.
The Tots, Rob and I went to Borders to do a mystery shop at the Seattle's Best Coffee there. They waited outside while I went in for the coffee. I noticed a basket of Tim's Cascade Chips (Rob's favorite) sitting there, so I picked some up for him. Not supposed to buy anything else, but oh well. Sue me.
Oh wait, first we went to the Michael's store a few doors down, to get the Cricut machine Rob's giving me for Christmas. I always want to pronounce that "cry-cut" instead of "cricket." I had the 50% off coupon, so that would have knocked down the price considerably - only when he went to buy it, they pointed out the fine print saying that no Cricut items are eligible. Gah!! Annoying. So we paid full price, but I'm going to shop around. Amazon probably has a better deal. I got a bunch of 66-cent Sticko stickers, and 12 t-shirts for $20, and some yummy pumpkin-smelling potpourri, too.
Then we went to Target to do a shop there, as well. I got the new address book I've been needing, some moxie Choxies, and some household necessities. I had to spend $50 cash, so I got boring stuff like coffee and shower cleaner. Might as well get some groceries I'll be reimbursed for, right?
By the time we finished, it was the bewitching hour. We had to race back home to beat Chloë's bus. Which ended up being late. But we'd never have gotten the other errands in time anyway. She finally arrived, and we scurried to get all the clothing we needed together and raced to Sears for our Christmas portraits. First, though, we had to stop next door at Payless to get dress shoes for Chloë and Jack. The lady asked if I needed tights - why, I don't know, since no one was in their dressy clothes yet - and I assured her I didn't.
We went to the Portrait Studio, and Rob and I set to work getting the kids in their Christmas outfits. And yes, I did need tights after all, since the crotch of Sophie's was at her knees. Dang it! But the dress covered it, we dealt with it. Soon it was our turn, and right when we got into the little portrait room, Sophia burst into tears. What? She's never afraid of these things. Or anything, that I can remember. But she wasn't having it. They all looked sooo cute, but she just kept crying and crying. She definitely needed a nap. So we apologized up and down and rescheduled for late tomorrow night - after she'll get a chance for a good nap. Fingers are crossed!
So we left, and I ran into Payless again and sheepishly bought tights from the lady. She giggled at me.
When we got home, the phone rang and it was Sylvia Hutson, telling us that the client fer sure wants Chloë (it wasn't set in stone until then) on Wednesday, so we were very excited about that. So was she, so hopefully her little jitters are gone. She's such a ham, it'd be a shame if she clammed up again!
That's about it. The kids are all napping, and it appears Rob is, too. Just me and the Webkinz.
Fin.
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