Before I get started on telling you about our adventures yesterday, let me just say “Thank you” to the Kohl’s Cash program which today made it free for me to replace my qualifies-as-a-science-project shower curtain.
Let’s never speak again about how heinous it was.
We surprised the kids yesterday with the news that their usual afternoon of listening to Mom nag about homework was going to be replaced with tickets to the circus. Mr. CPQ joined us for an afternoon of popcorn, death defying high wire acts, elephant riding, and spectator watching.
On two separate occasions, I saw the puffy shirt poorly accessorized. Penny loafers and wellingtons are not the preferred shoe pairing.
And massive amounts of chest hair didn’t complement it either.
At the circus, we sang the national anthem….
Ate peanuts and popcorn…..
Stuck peanuts in our nose……
and in our ear….
and we generally looked tired and haggard.
There were flying Aghans (the dogs, not the blankets), the world’s only performing Persian cat, and can-can dancers that looked a little long in the hoof. The boys were amazed at the man who juggled ping pong balls out of his mouth (and guess what they want for Christmas now?) and Mr. CPQ was amazed that he spent $60 on tickets to see “geometric artists” who were, in his words, ex-college drum majors who didn’t get over twirling their batons.
After the circus, Mr. CPQ took the boys home and I went to dinner with Gretchen. We were supposed to meet for coffee, but I talked her into going next door to the Lebanese place where I forced her to watch me eat eggplant and lamb and she valiantly sat through the ordeal even though she has a sensitive gag reflex. We mosied/mosyed/mosey-d/meandered next door for coffee afterwards and they had the nerve to kick us out because we stayed until closing time, which made us feel bad to the bone.
I’ll be paying for staying out of the house all day yesterday, but it was worth every single three-ring-circus minute of it.
Have a nice day.