Why do old people say things like this? I was in Trader Joes to get a bag of this really yummy brown rice mix but I couldn’t get to it because this “senior couple” browsing the aisle was blocking it. While I waited not exactly patiently for them to move I overheard the old man say, “Look at this, Indian spice mix.” Then he picks it up and starts looking at it and then, as if he’s really surprised says, “Oh, it’s from India, it’s not American Indian.”

When was the last time you found American Indian cooking spices in your grocer’s aisles, I ask ya?

Okay, I should have more compassion but if I start asking dumb questions like that, well, at least put me on some powerful vitamins or something.

My family made it home from Orlando safe and sound, though somewhat wired from the whole experience. Yes, they are hooked – theme park junkies now. They loved every minute of it. And they got the royal treatment, too. First, Veronica got them in to Universal for free. Zach and Olivia went in as the Smalley siblings and Jay went in as, well, Veronica. He used her pass with a photo of her in her halter top. Yeah, I can see the resemblance, riiiiiight. So, not only did my children learn some basic scamming skills, it seems they were constantly singled out for one special thing or another. Free express passes, getting to be IN the family parade, working with the street performers, getting to skip 70 minute lines and ride the same roller coasters numerous times.

Zach’s version of the family parade training is hysterical. They were each given a hula hoop with ribbons hanging from it. They were told by the family parade instructor (I think that’s his professional title) to hold the hula hoop just so with the ribbons hanging down, and on cue they were to raise it left, raise it right, right it in the middle. Rah, rah, rah. Well, he comes over to Zach and says, “Excuse me, what’s going on here? Those ribbons are on the left and they should be hanging DOWN.” He whipped Zach into shape in no time. Well, he didn’t really whip him if that’s what you’re thinking. I’m told Zach gave quite a performance in the parade, though — smiling and waving and shaking his hula hoop with reckless abandon, within the choreographed parameters of course. He is expecting to find video footage of it on YouTube soon.

Olivia finally, FINALLY, after much coercing and begging and ride operators promising her all kinds of things, rode the roller coasters and loved them all. That didn’t stop her from each and every time saying, “Does this go fast because I don’t like to go fast? Does this drop because I don’t like to drop? Does this roll because I don’t like to roll? Does this get you wet because I don’t like to get wet. Does this move because I don’t like to move?” Then she would ride the particular ride, love it, and go back for more. But with each new ride, it was the same scenario. Zach wants to add up the wasted time used convincing Olivia that she would like the ride.

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Comments

BIG MAMA
Thu, 31 May 2007 17:31:51
Your day will come. You will wonder why everyone is in such a "damn hurry" and "I know I came in here for something" and I'm still trying to find something American Indian at the grocery.How about CORN? Just remember' life is short.....stop and smell something!
 

UNIVERSAL
Thu, 31 May 2007 20:47:24
ah ha we caught you!!! we knew that wasn't jay in the halter top.
i can't believe you have a trader joes. wish we did. big mama's comment...too funny. i spend hours in publix wondering around aimlessly. i like to test my a.d.d. sometimes i go with a list and sometimes without. it doesn't matter a quick trip to get bread and milk can turn into a half day. remember the dollar store the day before easter...a.d.d. i tell you!

 

Pam
Thu, 31 May 2007 21:12:06
Stop and smell something? I do that everyday. I smell the cream to see if it's gone bad or if I can use it one more day.

Actually, I stopped and smelled my neighbor's roses just this morning. Of course, Lily tried to pee in them and then the owner got a little upset but it all worked out in the end.
 

Anonymous
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 00:23:59
 

Sherry
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 03:34:05
You know, just the other day I was looking for some American Indian food in the grocery store. Try doing that in England. Actually I was, really. You think I can find corn meal in this country. I'd settle for Martha's cornbread mix, which is what I wanted to make. Found corn flour which is used to thicken and I found polenta which isn't indian, so I gave up. the reason for all this, american indian and all, we just finished a unit on american indians in class. we read lots of books and made lots of crafts and for a treat we watched the Disney version of pocahontas. A very interesting discussion came of it between myself and the 6 year old critics. we had learned all about Pocahontas and John Smith and whats his name, the one she married, which wasn't John Smith, but everyone, including Disney, thinks he was. Anyways, we learned all about them and how John Smith was big and hairy (beard) and pretty much so were most of the men at that time. Did you know Pocahontas moved to England? If you'd like to know more about that I am happy to share in another long winded blog. SO, where was I, so the children were into it, I must say. I was happy about that. THEN we watch the movie. John Smith was a blonde hunk, the same blonde hunk you see in all the other disney films. no one gets captures, no one gets married, no blood shed. My children wanted bloodshed (they said that) and why did I tell them that John Smith was a hairy beast when he is a blonde hunk. Oh and whats his name wasn't even in it. Oh the controversy that ensued. My moral, is to not watch Disney films when you want hairy men and bloodshed.
so I went looking for cornbread to make up for it all and couldn't find any.
 

Polly
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 07:23:34
Forget Pocahantas, it's a load of rubbish. Treat the tykes to a showing of The Last of the Mohicans. That should give them the bloodshed they're looking for.
 

shery
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 07:29:42
yeah, Daniel day Lewis is pretty hot in that as well. like when we do pirates, forget peter pan, we go for Johnny depp...
 

YOUR CONSCIENCE
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 09:40:09
Might be time to get a job.
 

Big PaPa
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 11:28:06
You'all sound nice. Can we get together when I get out of prison?
 

BIG MAMA
Sat, 02 Jun 2007 15:24:53
Now I see why you asked who BIG PAPA is. He's not mine. Looks like you have a secret admirer. Coulda used one today tho. Unloaded 9 bags of mulch and a bird bath out of my compact car with no big or little Papa around. Who needs a personal trainer? We finally got rain, how bout you? Now if someone can tell me how to housebreak a bunch of Raccoons I can stop taking all my feeders in at night. Catch ya on the flip side....
 

winona ryder
Sat, 02 Jun 2007 17:12:32
Can I take your kids to the mall?
 

Jerry Springer
Sat, 02 Jun 2007 17:36:20
I'm doing a show next week on delinquent families and their accomplices...can you ring my office on Monday...
 

Herb
Sat, 02 Jun 2007 19:48:39
Change the subject for a min. The first Tropical storm is coming in, thank goodness, I need it bad, rain that is, new lawn new plants, my water bill is going off the roof, whew just in time a couple days of soaking and I will be grateful. anyhow here I am sitting reading the new Blogs that came in and the NBA has Cleveland and Detroit going at it, more like a boxing match than Basketball, but does that Lebron James play a good game, for a young man he is one of the best already. and I am going back to the game and root for Cleveland, so there folks do your thing here and have a good evening Herb
 

Laura
Sat, 02 Jun 2007 22:18:52
I remember when we first moved to Raleigh, we went to the "Christmas" parade. It was before Thanksgiving, which I hated. But even funnier was my San Francisco self, oohing and ahhing as I saw what appeared to be a Native American float approaching. I thought, "great, this North Carolina is good about recognizing the history and contributions af all its people." Remember, I was coming from a university town in Northern California. Anyway, imagine my surpirse when I saw a bunch of paunched white men waving on the float with their cute daughters, yes YMCA Indian princesses. Not only can you not find American Indian spices here, you can't even find real Indians!
And Sherry, I didn't realize you worked with 6 year olds. That's something we have in common, besides our love for Pam, of course : )
 

sherry
Sun, 03 Jun 2007 05:00:29
oh Laura! we must start our own blog!!!!
 

Chief running Bear
Wed, 06 Jun 2007 13:11:02
I have Blog software to sell you two for only 6 deer pelts and some rocks (must be colorful).
 

sherry
Sat, 09 Jun 2007 18:25:26
I'm afraid I'm in short supply of deer pelts right now. I can do hedgehog, fox or squirrel...
 




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