W's- Weekend & Writing

The wedding last weekend was *fantastic*!  Garrett, Eva and I had such a blast.  I got to see so many close friends from high school- many whom I haven't seen in way too long.  I realized what I was missing out on and, how much I really loved so many people who used to play a major role in my life.  (More to come on that during a later date.)

Eva was a dancing queen.  The second the dancing began- she did not stop.  She was on the dance floor for hours!  We did not leave until almost midnight.  (I was mighty proud of myself, because I danced too! I was even talked into doing the Cupid Shuffle... Impressed?!  HA!)

Ashley and Chase were the epitome of bride and groom.  Both were equally stunning.  The chapel they held the ceremony in was beautiful and, the reception was fun and tastefully decorated!  Not that I expected anything less- Ashley has incredible taste.  The happily married couple is currently enjoying a honeymoon in Europe!  (How *FUN* does that sound?!)

I dodged out on pictures all night.  But, Garrett managed to talk me into taking this one of the two of us:

Like our glasses?

Also this weekend, there was a very small carnival here in Mankato.  This carnival comes to town every Memorial Day weekend.  Eva rode on the ferris wheel all by herself!  I was so proud of her.  I could have cried.  (But, who are we kidding?!  Everything makes me cry lately.  Hello hormones!)

Such a big girl!

And, because I don't think I have enough to do during the month of June- I decided to participate in Camp NaNoWriMo.  This should be interesting.  Especially since my French course is even more overwhelming than I was expecting.  Yeah- after this, I have to complete 25 online exercises.  DUE TONIGHT.  How ridiculous! (And another 20 that are due on Friday... sheesh!)  I understand we are covering an entire semester worth of French in 5 weeks, but seriously?  Does this not seem excessive to anyone else?  As for Terrorism and Political Violence- incredibly interesting so far.  Just as I had expected.  In regards to Camp Nanowrimo- WISH ME LUCK! 

I'll leave you with a bit of inspiration:

"A writer — and, I believe, generally all persons — must think that whatever happens to him or her is a resource. All things have been given to us for a purpose, and an artist must feel this more intensely. All that happens to us, including our humiliations, our misfortunes, our embarrassments, all is given to us as raw material, as clay, so that we may shape our art."

-Jorge Luis Borges

She tried to wipe "pee" on a kid...

I really should not be blogging right now.  At noon I have a hardcore French Exam and I should be doing some last minute studying... But, I should be doing a lot of other things that I don't do.  So, I'm totally going to blog for a minute.

So... a couple days ago...  I picked Eva up from preschool and... there was a note on her sheet about an "incident" that had happened earlier in the day.

Apparently my child put her hand in a puddle of water in the bathroom..

and then...

proceeded to taunt another child that she was going to "Wipe Pee on Them."

Yep.  

You read that right.

I hate when stuff like this happens at school.. because I have to act surprised at her behavior and that I feel it's completely unacceptable..

But, I secretely think it's funny... And know that it's completely my fault!

We're goofy... OKAY!?

It's probably because she has seen me numerous times walk up to her father after being in the bathroom, and wipe my wet hands on his arms and sweetly say, "We were out of toilet paper," and then burst into hysterical laughter. 

Stupid things make me laugh, get over it.

Or the fact that Eva and I make it a point to pronounce poop, PEWP... rather long and drawn out and giggle about how silly it sounds.  Pewp.

Or that she jokes that she just went potty in the tub and then takes a drink of her bath water.

And we both laugh about it.

Shit, we are gross.

But, back to the preschool.  I read the note, hold back a smirk (I know she shouldn't do that stuff!!  I know it's gross... but it's my fault!  She acts JUST LIKE ME.  I'm inappropriate... I'm sorry!)  and go through the motions of being flabbergasted at such a shocking behavior.

"I'm so sorry."

"I will definitely talk about it with her tonight."

"Yes, you are right.  Completely unacceptable."

Do you know how hard it is to have a conversation with a 4 year about why she can't do something that she LEARNED FROM YOU??

Yeah, I felt about this big: .

That's right.  The size of that tiny period.

Her response was that, "It was just water!  It wasn't really pee!  It was a joke!"

I just told her that only Mommy thinks that kind of stuff is funny, because Mommy is kind of weird.  And, maybe we should just stop with those kind of jokes.

She said, "Okay..."

Then she said, "Mommy, can you drive faster?  I really gotta... PEWP."

And then we both laughed hysterically.

Who's going to hell in handbasket?  This girl!

I've posted this video before- but I find it to be relevant: