Family Reunion

We've got mad hops!

I am an awesome wife

So...been awol for a bit. Nothing particularly unusual, so I'm assuming none of you are too concerned. Adam had some big Opera stuff going on and we had the Walton's over, and now it's just life these days.

When Adam gets home from performing an Opera, he is always STARVING. Apparently singing takes a lot of energy. The adrenaline kicks in and when he gets out (around 11pm), he mostly just wants a burger. We are trying to save money and eat healthier, so for his most recent Opera (Gianni Schicchi), I made our own drive-thru in our kitchen. Burgers and brownies in the middle of the night really hit the spot.


Mostly this is just a post to let you know that there is a new video link on Lydia's blog, and that I have some more posts scheduled for her blog every couple days for the next week or so, so keep checking back. Seriously, you can see her walking - it's ridiculously cute and quite reminiscent of a drunken sailor.

Iced In

We had heard that there was going to be a huge storm, but weren't particularly worried. How bad could it be, right?

Late Monday evening, lying in bed, Adam and I heard the rain start. The next day our whole world was neatly encased in a quarter-inch layer of ice. That didn't melt. These pictures were taken in the early afternoon and the icicles on every branch looked the same as they had when I peeked through the blinds to survey the damage on Tuesday morning. Apparently the Midwest knows how to do winter.

Of course, IU closes for NOTHING(!) so Adam still had school that morning, but apparently hell froze over because the university actually cancelled classes on Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday morning. We had a couple nice snow days. Today I finally felt like I could leave home and it felt freeing, to say the least.

Tomorrow is Adam's big Opening Night (Yes, those capital letters are Necessary). He's singing the role of Simone in Puccini's Gianni Schicchi. It's his first role at IU and I'm abnormally excited about it - as if this were La Scala or something. I know he'll be great. Even when he just sings around the house I can tell that he has gotten so much better since we moved here (And he was already really good!). So...big night for Adam. I'm going to cook a favorite meal of his for dinner so he starts the evening out with the right foot forward. I'm thinking of even making an "Opening Night Cake" which sounds like a pretty good tradition to start. If you get the chance during the day, give Adam a call and tell him good luck or break a leg or something. He'll pretend to hate it, but secretly he's a big softie.

More Lyds Vids

Head on over to Lydia's blog for another video.

AWOL

I know I've been AWOL lately. Sorry. But there's a link to a video of Lydia on her blog. So that's something.

Lydia turned one!

I clearly should have posted this yesterday, but our little Squirt is a whole year old! See pictures of her birthday at her blog. If you need an invite, let me know in the comments or by emailing bonbonbassoon@gmail.com. Saddest thing in the world is that she got the cold that I've had for a week yesterday and was kinda sick all day.

Why I am not organized neatly

Have you seen the blog "Things organized neatly"? I can't help but laugh when I go on there. Yes, thing placed just so look nice and are pretty, but the only thing that comes to my mind is how much havoc Lydia would wreak (and how much fun she would have) if she encountered these collections.

She's my little Godzilla, leaving destruction in her wake everywhere she goes. Folding laundry is the most obvious example, but emptying the dishwasher and putting away her toys are also prime targets for her decimation. She sees piles of neatly piles clothes and laughs maniacally as she zips towards them, grabs several shirts, and flings them. So things take awhile to get done around my house. Cleaning up in the evening is the worst. I'll go to the bookcase to replace the volumes that she has spent so much time strewing about the floor. She might not notice while I'm lining those books up, but as soon as I move on to check the next tidying item off my list, she cackles on her way to put those books back where she wants them. Our CD collection gets pulled out of their slots, her toys and books are always all over, and her favorite thing to rummage in is the wastebaskets (what joy). I simply don't have enough arms or energy to keep things tidy. I cannot imagine what it will be like when (or if...) we have another.

See the little Destructomatic at her blog. Have I mentioned that I love her to pieces? It may come across like I would like a tidy house, but I'd rather have her.