The last day of school was Thursday, June 24th. As expected, it was the easiest and least eventful day of the entire 2009-2010 school year. It is a good thing too because based on how the previous 2 weeks had gone it would have taken minimal shenanigans to keep me from snapping.
Of course my employer feels that it is necessary for us to all come in the day after the kids leave. It is usually a pointless day in which we all just stand around, gossip, drink iced coffee, and pretend to look busy any time the Principal walks by. This pointlessness is supposed to take place between 9am and 1pm. In a rare move, we were told we could actually leave around 11:30am as long as our rooms were all cleaned up. Upon hearing this I took one look around the room and started doing a happy dance because there was nothing left for me to do.
A few days earlier some co-workers and I had planned our usual end of the year lunch excursion. We usually all go out to lunch somewhere local and just BS and drink for a few hours. It was nice to be able to get the festivities started way earlier than we had initially planned. Lunch was nice and we wrapped things up around 1:30pm. Earlier in the day I had agreed to go on a shopping trip with another co-worker after lunch. Three hours later and a trip to both Babies R Us and Toys R Us I was finally back home.
I already had plans for an evening of fun and games with a friend of mine so I knew I couldn't get too comfortable. She showed up and headed for the food store in order to find something to make for dinner that night. We mutually agreed that chicken quesadillas sounded yummy. I had bigger things to accomplish before we could eat though. I needed to conjure up two apple pies for a baby shower the next day. I immediately sprang into Betty Crocker mode and knocked out preparation and assembly of the pies in record time. I credit my speediness to the most amazing kitchen contraption ever.The Pampered Chef Apple Peeler, Corer, and Slicer.
In a past life I was a Pampered Chef consultant so I have every imaginable gizmo and gadget from them. I love this one the most even if it does look a bit like a medieval torture device. Everyone who slices more than 5 apples a year should own one. Once the pies were in the oven I began working on dinner. Dinner was done fairly quickly and painlessly. While we ate we watched The Pixar Story on CNBC. Yep. We are Disney nerds. There's no denying that if two girls in their 20s pick that as what they want to watch on a Friday evening in the summer.
Just to prove that we aren't complete losers we decided to go mini-golfing after we finished the Pixar documentary. Boy do we stink at mini golf. We tied with a score of 67 each. The good news is no one died or got hurt on the course while we were there. Whenever I go golfing I am always concerned that someone might leave with my club impaled in their forehead (accidentally or otherwise). On our way home we stopped for ice cream at the best local ice cream place ever. By this time it was after 11pm and it was time for the festivities to come to a close. Someone had to work the next day...and it wasn't me!
Of course my employer feels that it is necessary for us to all come in the day after the kids leave. It is usually a pointless day in which we all just stand around, gossip, drink iced coffee, and pretend to look busy any time the Principal walks by. This pointlessness is supposed to take place between 9am and 1pm. In a rare move, we were told we could actually leave around 11:30am as long as our rooms were all cleaned up. Upon hearing this I took one look around the room and started doing a happy dance because there was nothing left for me to do.
A few days earlier some co-workers and I had planned our usual end of the year lunch excursion. We usually all go out to lunch somewhere local and just BS and drink for a few hours. It was nice to be able to get the festivities started way earlier than we had initially planned. Lunch was nice and we wrapped things up around 1:30pm. Earlier in the day I had agreed to go on a shopping trip with another co-worker after lunch. Three hours later and a trip to both Babies R Us and Toys R Us I was finally back home.
I already had plans for an evening of fun and games with a friend of mine so I knew I couldn't get too comfortable. She showed up and headed for the food store in order to find something to make for dinner that night. We mutually agreed that chicken quesadillas sounded yummy. I had bigger things to accomplish before we could eat though. I needed to conjure up two apple pies for a baby shower the next day. I immediately sprang into Betty Crocker mode and knocked out preparation and assembly of the pies in record time. I credit my speediness to the most amazing kitchen contraption ever.The Pampered Chef Apple Peeler, Corer, and Slicer.
In a past life I was a Pampered Chef consultant so I have every imaginable gizmo and gadget from them. I love this one the most even if it does look a bit like a medieval torture device. Everyone who slices more than 5 apples a year should own one. Once the pies were in the oven I began working on dinner. Dinner was done fairly quickly and painlessly. While we ate we watched The Pixar Story on CNBC. Yep. We are Disney nerds. There's no denying that if two girls in their 20s pick that as what they want to watch on a Friday evening in the summer.
Just to prove that we aren't complete losers we decided to go mini-golfing after we finished the Pixar documentary. Boy do we stink at mini golf. We tied with a score of 67 each. The good news is no one died or got hurt on the course while we were there. Whenever I go golfing I am always concerned that someone might leave with my club impaled in their forehead (accidentally or otherwise). On our way home we stopped for ice cream at the best local ice cream place ever. By this time it was after 11pm and it was time for the festivities to come to a close. Someone had to work the next day...and it wasn't me!
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