Thursday, January 8, 2009

Don't you wish your gramma was hot like me?

You know that trip to New Orleans that I have hardly mentioned at all in the last 24 hours? On the way there, I have an almost four hour layover in Houston, during which Maggy and Iris will be coming to the airport for an airport birthday party with me. Because that's how we roll.

This is Iris' Christmas photo, taken in early December. She turned one in September. Last time we saw her, she was nine months old, not even very mobile. Now she is 15 months old, walking and running and dancing and saying bye-bye. And Carlie and I are dying to see her.

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Quiet day on the home front. Early trip to the gym for a 5k run. A quick shower and then a crepe brunch with Holly of Fantastic Forrest fame. After crepes, I put in two hours at the ceramic shop doing finishing work on the tiles that Carlie's class painted yesterday. 

We had one close call. One of the tiles? TOTALLY unrecognizable as anything, plant, animal or mineral. The other mom who was working on the project with me had to take it back to the school and ask the child what he was going for, because can you even imagine the horror if I had written his name on the wrong end and had it mounted on the bar upside down? Poor little dude. Turns out, the artist was going for two bunches of bananas growing on a tree, in the sunset. THANK GOD we asked.

So our class project? It is totally going to kick the asses of all of the other class projects. We're taking one of these

And 50 of these

Some of which are solid colors and some of which depict scenes from the rain forest.

And when when we're all said and done, we will have a pimped out tile topped patio bar.

Carlie's contribution? That plant that eats people from Little Shop of Horrors. It's right here, to the left and a row up from the aardvark. Or maybe it's a hedgehog. 
The auction is the premier fundraising event every year for Carlie's school. But the main goal? To be the parent who comes up with the most kick-ass class project. Because it's a Catholic school. And that's what Jesus would want.

8 comments:

Kathy said...

I would LOVE to come and re arrange things at your place...although it ALWAYS looks fabulous!

Keetha said...

What an awesome class project. Your kids gotta love you.

Every time you mention Mardi Gras, it makes me want to plan to drive there, TOO, that's how much fun it sounds.

HB said...

If it wouldn't cost a fortune to ship across the country, I would so bid on that bar. Great idea! And it is in keeping with the catholic church belief in alcohol tolerance so what the heck!

Fantastic Forrest said...

Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world.
Painting tiles for their class,
Of all projects, they’ll kick ass.
Jesus loves the little children of the world!

It was fun brunching with you! :)

HB said...

Oh ya - you're a grandma?!! Holy crap! The grandkids are lucky - you're a young, hip granny!

Anna See said...

I'm gonna be a shriveled up prune of a grandma! Have an awesome, awesome trip.

My Name Is Cat said...

Yes, Jesus would want you to win the "kick-ass class project" prize.

Barrie said...

I am laughing out loud at this post!