Remind you of something?

When I got home from work on Friday, this is what I found.Now I realize I'm probably dating myself but does that remind you of anyone...

Just like dad...

Well DitzyDanzer and Z-man have both gotten bit by the "show biz" bug. WIKK asked them to record a PSA for the boys park summer league sign ups and they both now consider themselves professionals. I have to admit they sounded pretty good. Listen for yourself.

Like a Dog With a Bone

After two weeks off from school the kids had completely exhausted their "home" entertainment and were more than ready to head back to school on Monday. Only to find out Tuesday morning that they were iced in for the day. While Z-man quickly adjusted his mindset and the sheer boredom was almost more than DitzyDanzer could bear. So sometime around lunch she pulled a 1000 piece puzzle out of her closet and spread it out on the table.

When Grandpa got home at 3:30 he took one look and announced that we should all get used to it since it would most certainly be taking up space for several weeks. In an effort to preserve her sanity, at 10 pm with less than 150 pieces to go, DitzyDanzer had to be forcibly removed from her seat at the puzzle table and sent off to bed. She ignored the table completely yesterday but sat down this evening and announced moments ago, she was missing pieces.

Thats 992 pieces in three days.

Sally Hits the Hardwood...

At the request of the newly appointed girls jv basketball coach Sally agreed to pick up her basketball again after three years away from team play and last night we were able to see her for the first time since 7th grade.
Sally gets ready to take her turn on the floor.

Coach Bear gives some instruction to his team.

Coach Bears montra for the night "Find your man... stay on your man"

Sally's on her like stink on a pig...

Where do you think you're going?

Coach Bear's frustration gets the better of him.

Sally's all over her.

Hold on, I'm coming with you.

Half of Sally's cheering section.

News Flash...

For those of you who haven't read my profile, and are unaware, among my numerous personality quirks lurks a moderate to profound case of OCD. Couple that with my need for organization and neatness and you can begin to sympathize with my family. That said, my daughter is 14 and rebelling against any form of organization or neatness. I try desperately to remember that it's just the teenage"ness" but sometimes the utter chaos of her room is more than I can be expected to bare. This weekend was one such instance and I kindly -- okay maybe not so much -- informed my daughter that her room would be returned to some sort of order before heading off to school on Monday. In typical DitzyDanzer fashion she ignored my "polite" request until Sunday afternoon when I had to send her off to her room whilest the rest of us got ready for a heated Pinochle tournament. To her sheer delight both of her aunts and Sally took pity on her and the three of them tore through her room like a tornado -- fyi, both aunts suffer from different degrees of the same heredity disorder -- and in no time at all DitzyDanzer was released from her imprisonment and was able to take her seat around the table.

Digital Photography 101...

The first thing the camera salesman tells you when you make the switch from 35mm film to digital is "This camera is much more sensitive to its environment." In layman's terms that means don't get it wet, cold, hot, etc. So after returning home on New Year's Eve at 1 am the camera inadvertantly got left in the car until yesterday evening. So that you can all learn from my mistake... here's what happens when you expose your camera to excessive temperature fluctuations...
For those of you needing a little help discerning the photo content... this is a picture of DitzyDanzer in one of her adorable new sweatshirts from our day-after-day-after Christmas shopping spree.

Ringin' in 2009

A sure sign Supafreak and I have lost your cool factor... Our idea of a "rockin" New Year's Eve Party is game night at Aunt Debbie's. I remember the fancy dresses and extravagent parties... does that count for anything?

Yes, I got put at the "kid" table while the adults played pinochle.
You gotta be sure of yourself to pull off this number.