We had a choir performance to go to last night starring the one, the only, LilZ! Well…starring him and a couple hundred other kids….but you get my point. He was the only one we cared about.

They were tricky, those organizers. They squeezed in PTA business right before the performances because they knew the majority of us wouldn’t come to a PTA meeting. The woman in charge was all, “Not only are we watching your children perform tonight, but this is also our monthly meeting so…” And you could actually feel the moans in the audience. Sometimes adults are worse than kids when it comes to getting cranky being places they don’t want to be. I may have actually turned to MrZ and said, “But I don’t wanna hear about the PTA budget!” And he offered me cookies if I would just sit there and be quiet until it was over.

We had to get LilZ to the performance early, so I got to spend a good 30 minutes watching the Junior High population before we had to settle in for the show. I was amazed by how grown-up these kids looked. Of course, they were wearing faux-tuxedo type ensembles (boys) and sleeveless black satin dresses (girls) - but still. I felt like I was at a high school function, not middle school. There were several girls there who could have passed for 16 easy. They had perfectly pedicured feet with slinky high heals and make-up applied in a manner I’ve never mastered - Even at age 31.

Of course, as grown-up as they all looked - the behavior of Junior High kids has not changed since I was hanging pictures of Corey Haim on my bedroom walls. The girls were annoyingly giggly and spent more time primping in the bathroom than I think is legally allowed in some states. While the boys (especially the 7th and 8th graders) were waaay too cool to be singing in a choir performance and spent the night making sure everyone knew it.

It was fun. I actually thought the 6th-graders did the best, and I’m not just saying that because that’s the group LilZ was in. NikkiZ spent his entire performance dancing in the aisles and when the audience clapped after each song, she looked around obviously thinking, For me? Really? For that little dance number I just did? Why - Thank You!. After the performance was over LilZ carried her around because he really wanted to show her off to his friends. That right there was enough to make up for having to sit through fundraiser announcements.

DUDE. You all know I made my Wedding cake out of donuts, right? WELL. Guess what I found? A glazed donut necklace. And it’s scented. I don’t think I would ever buy that necklace, because I’m afraid it is grouped with light-up holiday sweaters: Stuff I Find Totally Awesome But Would Never Wear. But - it is out of stock. Which means other people don’t think the same way I do. WHICH IS AWESOME. I love people who wear that kind of crap. And if you look at their main jewelery page you’ll find that a lot of their stuff is out of stock. I find that so awesome I may be a little misty-eyed. People are wearing dessert jewelery! Scented dessert jewelery!The terrorists have not won after all.

[Thanks Sundry Buzz]

For those of you wondering what ever happened to our old camera, you’ll be happy to learn that it as of this morning, we still hadn’t gotten it back from the repair shop. It was supposed to be repaired and returned by the 19th. As far as the online-status is concerned, it is still being “Shipped to Repair Center” which indicates that either (a) The repair center is on Neptune or (b) The camera was not going to be repaired. This is why we just went out and bought the new camera last week. We didn’t want to head out of town without a camera so we just bought the high-end Nikon we had been thinking about for months.

Well, it turns out my Canon is broken beyond repair! Yay! Do you know why I’m happy about that? Because that means we can get a NEW one since we ordered the repair plan from Best Buy. This rocks my socks because we have actually been wanting a much slimmer version since the S2IS gets abused in my purse on a daily basis. (Hence the four trips to the repair shop.) Brand new - that camera is $280 dollars by today’s standards, so we’re not sure how that will translate to the models they currently have on the shelves. We’d love the SD 800 since it is more streamlined for purse storage, but the price is a bit higher, so we may have to settle for the SD700. Either way - we’ll be getting a camera much better suited to be bounced around between my keys, my cell phone, and any number of cookies stashed in my purse for Emergency Toddler Freak-Out Management.

I mentioned going to Diva Night at our running store awhile back. They talked me into buying two different pairs of running shorts to try out. The kind with the built in underwear. I haven’t worn clothes with built in underwear EVER…it seemed a little odd to me. But hey - I’m not one to question the excellence of pre-installed panties, so I bought the two pairs they suggested.

I tried out one of the pairs of shorts on the Dam-Bridge Run last week. I did a GREAT job on the race and actually thought at one point, Damn. These shorts are awesome. They make me a better runner!

We went to breakfast with my friend Stacey after the race. When I went to use the bathroom I noticed something: I was wearing my shorts backwards. And since they had built-in underwear, I was essentially wearing those backwards too. I ran 6.2 miles with my clothes on backwards. I knew at that moment that I would never be President of the United States. I’m certain it doesn’t take a lot of brain power to rule the country, but I’m fairly certain you have to be able to dress yourself properly. Unless they hire people to do that for you, in which case I’d be okay.

Of course I cracked up as I told MrZ and Stacey what I had done. MrZ deduced that since I had run such a good race, then maybe wearing my shorts backwards is the secret to my running potential. “You always say it’s about finding what works for you.”

Yeah, I kind meant that theory to be used when deciding between wearing ankle socks and full-length socks.

NikkiZ’s daycare has a policy regarding injury on their property. They fill out an “incident report” that describes what happened, what injury was sustained, and what care was given. So far, in the month of November, we’ve had about SIX of these things we’ve had to sign. They all say basically the same thing: NikkiZ busted her ass on something and sustained this injury:_____. As it is right now, she still has an L-shaped bruise on her face from a toybox injury last week, a cut on her lip from falling on the table this morning, and an assortment of marks from the injuries she has sustained on my watch during the last few days: scrapes on her face, bruises on her legs, and one cut on her tongue.

(Don’t ask.)

Anyone know where I can get a good set of full-body armor made of cotton balls? Preferably in size 12m?