The Bible

Paul, on the History Channel's The Bible: I'll go to Ephesus.
Me: . . .where he speaks to . . . the Ephesians.
C: Spoilers!

Okay, so I'm a geek.

It's Doctor Who Day! I don't think I've ever liked a TV show as I like this one. Several weeks ago, I started rewatching all of the current episodes on Netflix in a sort of countdown to this day. Season 7 returns tonight. I had no idea how I was going to see the new episodes since we didn't have BBC America. Wait for them to post to iTunes? Find a website with a bad copy of the episode?

Fortunately, SuperD saved the day! He called the cable company to see how expensive it would be to add this channel, and for only $6.50/month we now have an entire pack of new channels and better DVR boxes in both rooms. So now, since my daughter is as big of a geek as I am, we are having a Doctor Who watch party tonight, complete with fish fingers and custard.

Night owl

SuperD and I were up late, talking about why our son, C, wasn't asleep yet. I insisted it's because we let him stay up way too late over spring break. SuperD argued that C is just like him - a night owl. If left on his own, he'll stay up late and sleep in.

About that time, a voice sounded from our son's room, saying, "No, I'm just super creative. I can make blankets fun."

(Almost) Free Fun

SuperD and I took C for an adventure this evening. We went to our first NBA game. And we got our tickets for free! We arrived for the OKC Thunder game 3 hours early and registered to received two raffle tickets. If one of our tickets was called, we would get two tickets to the game. SuperD had told us that if we only got two tickets, he would let us have them, and he would pick us up after the game. W had been told the game was sold out, so there was no chance of us buying a cheap ticket.

We strolled around Bricktown (downtown OKC) for a while and returned to the arena an hour before game time. We waited with anticipation as they called out raffle numbers. "1306. 1307. 1306. 1307," we chanted. C and I screamed incredibly loudly when they called our number. We sadly waved good-bye to SuperD and entered the security checkpoint. Once inside, we waited, hoping his number would be called, too. And it was! I never win anything! But all three of us won free tickets! Two of the seats were in the very top row of the arena, and the third seat was one row down. I sat by myself and let the boys enjoy the male bonding thing.

Because we didn't pay for the tickets, we splurged a little on food. We ate a Thunder Dog, nachos, and cotton candy.

It was great fun, even though the Thunder lost!

The funniest thing: When I asked C if he wanted to go to the Thunder game, he thought about it for a few seconds, and then asked, "Will there be cheerleaders there?"

 

C and a Thunder Girl (Jenni, maybe?)

Lonely

My (baby) girl left at noon yesterday on her high school band trip. I knew I wouldn't miss her during the school day since I don't see her anyway, but I was surprised not to miss her last night either. It felt as if she was just out with her friends. It finally hit me this morning. I am starting my day without her, which is weird. The house is so quiet. I'm positive she isn't missing me at all.

Happy (belated) National Grammar Day!

I almost slapped this sticker on a second grader's journal page, right after I had corrected all of her spelling and grammar errors! Unbelievable! Someone actually made these stickers! And someone else actually bought them! I only ended up with them after they ended up in a "Free - Take One" box. It's a good thing there were only 4 of them in the sticker book.

Oxymoron

King-size mini's?