Grosse Pointe War memorial: This is just how I remember it. Blurry, snowy, and with a bunch of wood covered station wagons in front, full of moms waiting for GPCT rehearsal to FINALLLY end.
Spencer's latest building project at preschool today.. Looks like either a dinosaur zoo or a parking garage. He is big on both...I should go work at the preschool some days. I really do know that I should but I cannot handle it. Seriously. I was not playing with a full deck BEFORE My house blew up. Now I am truly losing it. I know to both of my readers that I seem like an emotional ROCK right? Just really strong, reliable, not loopy at ALL.... but I am afraid that is just a facade. Just the image I project to the world at large.....
Seriously I cannot handle all those little kids at once. Seriously. I cannot. They have high squeaky voices. (see "list of fears," upper right corner of blog)
SO they are putting the siding or fake stuff whatever it is.. I think it is called HARDY PLANK on the outside of the house today. I will post a picture of it soon, but they have not done the front yet so I will wait until they finish it.
On Friday the 16 foot POD http://www.pods.com comes so we can start packing up early So the minute they say get off the goat farm we are ready to GO!!!! I am ready to go NOW. PODS is an amazing idea. Why didn't I think of it??? If I had thought of it, I would be living in Fiji right now.
Also I have been traveling down SERIOUS Memory Lane as I found a Facebook Group with Grosse Pointe Children's Theater. Its like a REUNION!!!! So much fun. AND I never realized exactly how much of my childhood I spent at the GP War Memorial. There was the Santa Brunch, Egg Decorating, Dance class (for like ten minutes) with that crazy ballet lady, MANY MANY MANY long hours and Saturdays at GPCT, and later most of the YR and East Side Republican Club meetings took place there I took classes in the summer... SO it was no wonder that I chose to get married there. It was the perfect way to say goodbye to GP and start my new life... and besides, who doesn't want to get married in the same place where you tried your first cigarette (YUCK) or tried to learn to tap dance (FAILED)? Wacky.































