They Blinded me with SCIENCE!

Ah, the science fair. Or as I like to call it, the 2 hour event where my children run around and look at everyone ELSE's project (especially if there is a volcano involved) while I stand like an idiot in front of their project explaining to all the OTHER children who aren't at THEIR projects how a PAPER CLIP CAN FLOAT (hint: It's called Surface Tension)

WHY WHY WHY???? I know they think it's cool! I know they love to participate. One year, the 4th graders made a CATAPULT and you can imagine how that went over with the teachers (like the proverbial lead balloon...as a matter of fact, I think they tried to launch a lead balloon along with a sandwich, a sneaker and about a thousand other things).

Meanwhile, the parents stand around socializing, complaining about the heat and the noise and the crazy kids and for GOD'S SAKE, is it 8:30 ALREADY SO WE CAN GO HOME???

Meanwhile the principal, God love her, goes around to each child's project and asks them to explain what they did. She then hands them a trophy and a certificate which is cherished and then stuck on the shelf to collect dust with all the other unwarranted trophies (but more about that ANOTHER time! I have TWO trophies, one I got for coming in third in a ski race and the other from a video I produced in college. My 10 year old has, oh lets see, about TEN!)

All for the love of science. I sure hope someone ELSE is growing mold this year! I just lOVE seeing those crusty pieces of bread and cheese with green and blue fuzz all over them. When I did a science fair in Jr. High School, I remember a friend did a disection of a fetal pig (my poor mother picked the wrong day to bring me a ham sandwich for lunch!) There will be the obligatory baking soda volcanoes, about a thousand Tornadoes in a Bottle, a few lemon/potato-powered clocks (they never seem to work, do they?) Then there will be my 10 year old with his Lego Robotics crew. They've programmed the robot to disco dance to the C&C Music Factory song "Gonna Make You Sweat". My 7 year old will be demonstrating how to make the paper clips float.

For this I am giving up a night of Survivor??

Ugggggg

My daughter asked for a pair of those oh so fashionable (umm, not really) UGG boots for her birthday.  (She is 11)  We had already sprung for the cell phone so she hit Grandma up for the boots.   $160 dollars later and me rolling my eyes to heaven and above...she was in those boots made for walking...lookin' saucy.  

Fast forward one month later...I had to run outside quickly and the only shoes available were the UGGS.  I put them on, found that they FIT me (scary her 11 year old foot and my 37 year old foot are the same size) and most amazingly they were the most friggin comfortable footwear I have EVER experienced in my life.   It truly was like walking on a cloud!  Soft, warm, squishy...oh yeah, baby....everything that they claimed to be.

So, I decide I am going to get my own pair of UGGs...even though I really do think they are sort of UGG-ly.  But whatever.....fashion vs. comfort?  Comfort can win out sometimes, right?  I do some research on the web and am about to plunk down the $160 for a cute little pair of Black UGG shorts.  Weeeee!  I am psyched.  Uh-oh.....just as I am about to click "place order"....I get called away from the computer to break-up a full-fledged lego fight.  Sigh, I never got to order the UGGS.  Well, funny thing happened.  I ended up wearing my daughter's UGGs the next day to run a few errands.  I went to bed and the next morning I woke up with a mega rash up and down my legs.  I am ALLERGIC TO UGGS.  WTF?  Who would have thought?  I've always been the "wool bothers me makes me itchy kinda gal"....but a rash after wearing sheepskin boots?  Mental.  All I can say is I am real glad that lego fight happened, otherwise my daughter would have ended up with a cute pair of black/short UGGS and I would be $160 in the hole.