We’ve been having a good time these last few weeks. “Lonnie” recently returned from 3 weeks in
Colorado while the twins and I survived using a highly regimented schedule of
school, play, eat, read, sleep…and I had a similar plan. We also did heavy zoo time, play dates, and
movies, oh, and Roller Derby! That was an adventure because Orion ended up escaping onto the track! I also managed to get some
Mommy-time at the Marine Corps Ball.
That was an awesome event because the Marines totally know how to throw
a party (and an after party). The best
was meeting some of the former Marines and hearing their stories. The second best part was our new babysitter,
Alyson. It was the first time using her
and she wasn’t even in the door and the twins were running out the hug
her. Ayla started waving me about of the
trailer “bye Mommy, see you later!”
They’ve never even met her!! Needless
to say, my mind was at ease for the evening. “Lonnie” returned the next day and totally upended our
schedule, but that was OK. He took me to
the Nutcracker ballet as a peace offering.
We had Alyson come back to babysit and the twins were practically
pushing us out the door (I wonder if she gave them candy…or just fed
them).
Now, one doesn’t normally think
of “ballet” when envisioning Montgomery Alabama. However, I was pleasantly surprised when I
saw the flyer for the Moscow ballet. We
had a nice seafood dinner and headed to the theater. In the lobby was the typical wine bar and
theater sales. We went up one level in
the theater and that’s where the popcorn and hotdog sales were. Whoa, full stop! Did I just see hotdogs and popcorn? Um, yeah.
Because nothing says cultural experience like popcorn, and did I just
hear someone pop open a beer in the middle of the performance? Yes, yes I did. As a matter of fact, when I heard that
“k-tiss” sound of released carbonation, “Lonnie” and I looked at each other and
remembered that this was Alabama and we should be happy they even offer ballet
and ignore etiquette holes (like who fricken texts during an entire
performance?!). We also were debating
whether it was the Moscow, Russia ballet or the Moscow, Indiana ballet because
it was pretty evident early on that the dancers were a ‘B’ squad. Now, I’m not such a snob that I didn’t enjoy
watching the ballet based on some faults in form (because I certainly can’t
touch my foot to my head or walk without tripping, so who am I to judge?), but
we did note that last year’s Nutcracker in Denver had better dancers.
We took a little drive for Thanksgiving just for a change in scene. This is when we found the Nude RV park. Oh yes, I thought that we had done just about everything one can do in a trailer...I was wrong. Now, before everyone gets there hopes up, we did not stay in the nude RV park (maybe next time), but that did not stop our children from practicing! I thought we had cured the whole naked in public thing, however the other day I told Kai to get dressed and his response was to take off all his clothes and walk around playing with himself. Orion always manages to escape AFTER the diaper is off, and Ayla just flings every dress and shirt over her head. So maybe they really want to try it, but I'm just not ready to see a bunch of older people naked. I'm a nurse and I think I've seen enough of that! Because who knows, maybe some of those old people can touch their feet to their heads, and then I'd just feel bad.