Saturday, doin' stuff
Dec. 13th, 2008 07:08 pm I wish I could say that Saturday was better, but...
It's only 6:30pm or so and already I feel run down. Exhausted. Tuckered. And we only did two things today.
This morning, Omaha and I took Kouryou-chan out to a very brief performance of a tiny portion of her ballet at the grande opening of a new strip mall down in Normandy Park. A "winter festival" was scheduled to bring it to the attention of the local citizenry, and Kouryou-chan's school had volunteered to be part of the display. I tell ya, that place is gonna be a bucketload of fail if it doesn't get a decent anchor, like a supermarket or a pharmacy or something. Right now it's the desperation zone for a pedicure shop, a Papa John's pizza, a kitchen-sink cafe, and a smoothie shop. It's a lovely square mall, but it's got nothin' and it's just in the wrong place.
Omaha was late getting there as she and Kouryou-chan had decided to try and make fudge a few hours beforehand, and it wasn't quite done when Kouryou-chan and I left.
The dance went fine. The other exhibit that morning was Yamaraashi-chan's old choir, which is still intact and still doing lovely, although Paula expressed missing Yamaraashi-chan. The mall, on the other hand, was very lame, with one brave crooner out in the parking lot singing Christmas carols alone under a tent with mic and amplificer (until Paula's group came out and karaoke'd with him), a very sad pair of Rudolph and Frosty fursuits. The place hasn't even really started to get tenants yet and already it gives off a shabby vibe.
Afterward, we drove over to the theater to watch Bolt. It was actually a damn fine movie, predictable and forumlaic in some ways, but well-drawn and well-acted. I was surprised to find a Truman Show subtext to the whole film, but it was lovely after all. Kouryou-chan surely enjoyed it. And despite Travolta being the lead actor, there wasn't a Thetan in sight. Really, if you have kids, it's a worthwhile trip. Disney seems to have their groove on again.
It's only 6:30pm or so and already I feel run down. Exhausted. Tuckered. And we only did two things today.
This morning, Omaha and I took Kouryou-chan out to a very brief performance of a tiny portion of her ballet at the grande opening of a new strip mall down in Normandy Park. A "winter festival" was scheduled to bring it to the attention of the local citizenry, and Kouryou-chan's school had volunteered to be part of the display. I tell ya, that place is gonna be a bucketload of fail if it doesn't get a decent anchor, like a supermarket or a pharmacy or something. Right now it's the desperation zone for a pedicure shop, a Papa John's pizza, a kitchen-sink cafe, and a smoothie shop. It's a lovely square mall, but it's got nothin' and it's just in the wrong place.
Omaha was late getting there as she and Kouryou-chan had decided to try and make fudge a few hours beforehand, and it wasn't quite done when Kouryou-chan and I left.
The dance went fine. The other exhibit that morning was Yamaraashi-chan's old choir, which is still intact and still doing lovely, although Paula expressed missing Yamaraashi-chan. The mall, on the other hand, was very lame, with one brave crooner out in the parking lot singing Christmas carols alone under a tent with mic and amplificer (until Paula's group came out and karaoke'd with him), a very sad pair of Rudolph and Frosty fursuits. The place hasn't even really started to get tenants yet and already it gives off a shabby vibe.
Afterward, we drove over to the theater to watch Bolt. It was actually a damn fine movie, predictable and forumlaic in some ways, but well-drawn and well-acted. I was surprised to find a Truman Show subtext to the whole film, but it was lovely after all. Kouryou-chan surely enjoyed it. And despite Travolta being the lead actor, there wasn't a Thetan in sight. Really, if you have kids, it's a worthwhile trip. Disney seems to have their groove on again.
