So yeah, it's been a while since my last post. Not to be a Wee Whiny Winky, but I think I'm starting to losing my motivation for blogging ("bloggivation"). I'm not sure if anyone actually reads this thing anymore. It's been more than a year since anyone has commented, even when I've shared big news (like that we're adopting again). But that seems to be the general trend, as far as these personal blogs go. I guess it's just a sign of changing technology. And general laziness. Because hey, why spend an hour telling everyone about your life in blog form when you can just send a 144-character Twit? Oh yeah, because nobody can read those freaking things, that's why. ("@squiggybunderson adopting again #adoptionRULEZZZ frg.fz/s43dwewjkf") But oh well. For now I'll keep posting to this thing as occasion permits, at least for family's sake.
For Halloween, Ting-Ting was Cookie Monster, I was a cookie, and Alyssa was Prairie Dawn. Which went pretty well, except that very few people knew who "Prairie Dawn" was. (She's the pink-faced Muppet girl who does the "Letter of the Day" sketch with Cookie Monster. Duh, come on.) But it was a pretty adorable costume. As for Ting-Ting. her Cookie Monster costume won her a ceramic cat-head thing filled with goodies at Uncle Slim and Aunt Jujie's Halloween party. Attagirl, Tingy. Keep milking that cuteness for all its worth and someday those ceramic cat-heads will become shiny nuggets of MBA graduates asking you on dates.
For Thanksgiving we went to St. George, as did Slim and Jujie and Baby Mac AND Sheridan and Bethlehem and their kids, making this pretty much the first time ever that all of the grandkids were together under one roof. (Plus two dogs.) So insanity aside, and the fact that about half of us got the flu at some point or another, that was fun for Nai-Nai and Ye-Ye, I guess. We didn't do a whole lot of non-Thanksgiving-feast-related activities, aside from going to Target and Orange Peel (because you KNOW those places don't exist in the Salt Lake area) and playing a rousing game of Memory Madness with Jujie and Nai-Nai, who I think at several points was probably contemplating stuffing next year's turkey with me. Bar mitzvah cake! Classic.
Can't rightly recall much else of note. We finally finished out our Hale Center Theater season. Sniff sniff. All excellent shows, except for the last one, Catch Me If You Can: The Musical. It had its good moments, to be sure, but all of those moments were the scenes ripped directly from the movie. As for the rest, it was like somebody was watching the movie and said to himself, "Well, the story is good, but it could use some jazzing up in the form of flashy Glee-style gay dance numbers." Also, the guy they had in the lead role came off not so much as a bright young man battling his inner demons, but as the host of a 1980s Nickelodeon game show. Maybe that's what they were going for.
Oh, and Ting-Ting is in preschool now. I don't really know much of what happens in there. I just know they spent an entire day learning about apples. Yeah. Apples. Well, as long as they're not spending the whole time watching "The Love Boat," I guess I can't complain too much.
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