Black Friday - After having an awesome lunch at Goodwood BBQ (whereI DID get a food-baby), Big-D and I set out to join what seemed like the rest of the world shopping. Most of the "Black-Friday" Shoppers were done, though the crowds were still plentiful. First stop: The Kingdom of all Manly Kingdoms, Cabella's. The list? Shotgun cleaner, Shotgun case, and I forget what else. Then Kohl's for pj's (where they still honored "Black Friday" prices simply because I asked!), Old Navy -where I found matching sweaters for the boys for $5 each, and Justice, Just for Girls -where everything was Buy One-Get One Free, so I got my daughter's Birthday gifts. By the time we got home, my calves were mooing and my dogs were barking, and I was ready for a nappy-poo. But, darn it, I forgot to replenish my cleaning supplies for my pre-holiday cleaning spree (see yesterday's post). So I picked up the kiddos from their dad's, dropped FunnyMan off at the Friend-Girl's for a par-tay, and dragged the other two with me to none-other-than Wal-Mart. I giggled shamelessly as I thought about the "Wal-Mart Bingo Card" my friend emailed me (so politically In-Correct. Nevertheless, click pic for larger view.) As we were checking out around 9:30pm, LittleDuckling tells me he is STARVING! "Didn't you eat dinner at your dad's?" I ask. "Yes," he replies. "But I missed breakfast, and I've been a meal behind all day!" Me, trying to stifle my laugh repeat, "So you're hungry, because you missed breakfast?" "Yes," states LittleDuckling. "Don't you know that Breakfast is the most important meal of the day?" So, with that, I agree to take them to Chili's (in the same parking lot as Wal-mart) but tell them we will share appetizers. The process didn't take long, but he acted like he was going to DIE while waiting for the food to arrive.
the food finally arrived!
Game Day - Saturday was the day I could finally get my hands on a gun. It had been 20 years since I had shot a gun, so I was really looking forward to it. Big-D and his buddies and I went to the gun range. First they let me shoot the shot guns. But my arms were too short to feel comfortable. And the recoil hurt the inside of my shoulder...ouch! Then onto handguns. That was fun. I could do that for hours. They were all very kind and didn't seem to mind me tagging along on their traditional guys-shooting-day-out. They were patient in explaining and showing me how their guns worked so I could try. Here is me, with Big-D's Big-Bad Shotgun:
After the gun range, I had some tickets for me and some clients to go to the Jazz/Nets game. I took Big-D too. The game was very intense. I know it's wrong, but I just wanted someone to bust up Yi Jianlin's kneecaps during half-time. And what was up with Okur? He played HORRIBLE! The only thing I can say in my sweet Jazz Team's defense is that they played their Butts off on Monday against the Bulls. It was neck & neck until the Bulls won by 1 pt at the buzzer! Then they won the next 2 games against the Grizzlies and the Kings, and by the time Saturday rolled around, they were tired, and stuffed from all that Turkey and left-over Turkey. Can you blame 'em? Anyway - by the end of the 3rd qtr, they were behind by about 20 and my headache was approaching migraine status so we left. Still a fun day all in all. Here is Big-D not impressed with the score. Though he did nab one of his ever-so-favorite-game-treats: a churro!My Birthday - Tuesday was my birthday, and I received lots of well-wishes. CatGirl from work made an eclair pie- De-Lish!!!! After work Big-D took me to my Fa-A-A-Vorite place to eat: Biaggi's! Then we went to "Savior of the World" Christmas production downtown. It was really good, and of course the singing was phenomenal. The angel chorus was so powerful that it brought me to tears. The guy in front of us was about 100 years old, and I get that when you're that old, you can't always control your bodily functions. Well, during scene 1 of Act 2, we hear it... Brmmmp! He tooted. I wasn't going to snicker like a child. I wasn't going to carry on with a wheezing silent laugh that would bring me to tears. I wasn't going to laugh so hard I'd almost pee my pants. But one look at Big-D and it was that smirk on his face that did it. I blame him completely. We both broke out into giggles. I had to put my head down several times. We were in the 5th row! I was sure the actors could see us. I was certain the Ushers were going to ask us to leave. Finally, we gained composure. We were in control. Then an actor steps out, wearing a pastel purple gunny-sack "Disciple-Type" costume, with a rainbow striped "shawl"-thingy. His facial expressions and voice tone were, how do you say, well - flamboyant. He was a great actor. A great singer. But I just couldn't "buy into" his character, as flamboyant as he was. Big-D and I shamefully broke out into giggles again. Luckily the show was almost over and the music, again so moving, brought me to tears.
(side note) When we got home, for some reason we got into a discussion about High School Graduation Open Houses. He said he had never heard of such a thing. Perhaps because here in Utah a majority of the people are LDS and their kids go off on missions before college and they do Farewell Open Houses instead. That is my theory anyway. Big-D argued that perhaps it's just a Mid-western thing, an Indiana-Thing. I beg to differ. So my bloggy-audience, I ask you, Did you/Do you have High School Graduation Open Houses where you're from???
So, there is my week in review. It was a great week and I had a lot of fun. I certainly created memories never to be forgotten. I am tired already and it isn't even Christmas! :)