Happy St. Patrick's Day 2007

We ate corned beef and cabbage. How about you?

Evactuation Day 2007

The kids were off from school today for Evacuation Day -- that's the day the Patriots ran the British out of town back in 1776.

Really, it's an excuse to have a holiday on St. Patrick's Day.





The kids and I made homemade pretzels. Then we drove through the snowstorm to get to a hockey tournament because the tournament organizers did not have the good manners to cancel the games. It took us nearly two hours to make a trip that usually takes 25 minutes. At least Casey's team won.

Words That Rhyme with Blog

Agog
Analog
Ants on a Log
Bog
Clog
Cog
Catalog
Dialog
Dog
Egg nog
Fog
Frog
Groung Hog
Hog
Ideologue
Jog
Kellogg (TM)
Leap frog
Pollywog
Prague
Smog
Snog
Sog
Tagalog
Unimog



-- With thanks to our friend Jenn who suggested this entry
-- And thanks to Beau and Casey who helped generate the list

Missing Post

Here there should be an entry about our weekend at the Cape for Beau's hockey tournament, but I've hit the wall on hockey.

Cowboy Casey

Today, the kids' school is celebrating "Read Across America." All total, the students read more than 2007 books, and this year the celebration was a Western theme, culminating with the school principal riding down the street on a horse. In the classes, the kids made hats or vests to wear as part of the celebration, but Casey went all out in getting dressed this morning.

Built Like Kenmore?

Not that I was ever "hip" even when I was younger, but... the only store in the whole mall where I found jeans to fit my body and my style was a Sears.

Snow Wars

10 minutes to make snowballs,
“FIRE!” Out goes the call.
Snowballs whizzing and blurring
Four kids hurrying, hurrying.
Hot chocolate was heated,
Now, the matrix is needed.

Slowing down, time-out called.
Snowballs created, extra walls
Time-in! It’s time to re-begin!
Find shelter behind a tree or bin.
Snowballs fast, this means war.
“More snowballs! MORE! MORE!”

Time goes by, way too fast.
Just five minutes for this to last.
Reserve snowballs go by flying.
The sunlight is slowly dying.
Snowballs hitting, I’m not caring.
Wondering how our team is faring
Last seconds go by way too fast.
The war is over, finally, at last.

Beau
March 1, 2007