After trying for practically every year since moving to the area, we finally scored some tickets to the White House Christmas Tree lighting in 2015.  Sadly they were for the standing room only section, but we soldiered on because I felt like we needed to experience this at least once.  There are many things I will never do again and standing waiting for someone to light a Christmas Tree from probably three football fields away is definitely on that list.  (Also on the list, DC fireworks, um.. this may be a list of 2 things…)  So on the day of the lighting, we get the kid out of school early and take the train down. They want you there about 4 hours too early.  I get it, security and whatnot.  But it was cold.  And it was getting dark as we were standing there waiting for something to happen.  We weren’t the only antsy ones.  There was a couple standing close to us.  I didn’t pay them much attention until she starts talking really loudly.  “Kevin.. when this end?”  It was too perfect.  Obama hadn’t even shown up yet!

We weren’t the only ones that left as soon as the lights came on.

Ideally, this would be a band you wouldn’t want to end.

I have weird elbows.  Most people call them double jointed.  All people call them “Ewwww” when they see them for the first time.  I don’t really care.  When people do this I just say that it’s my best party trick and move on.  My favorite instance was in a yoga class.  I did a super cool pose until someone pointed them out.  A girl said “Ewww” really loud.  She’s a peach and a grown-ass woman.  You can’t keep these things to yourself at this age?  After I was chastised by the teacher, I couldn’t hold the pose again.

I have thankfully passed on these genes to my child.  He is even more flexible than I.  He recently started doing this thing where he can move his scalp.  It looks like he is wearing a toupee.  Plus his eyebrows don’t move when he does it and it is creepy and awesome.  Yes, I realize this probably has nothing to do with flexibility.  Anyway, I called it his “2nd best party trick.”

Seems to me 2nd Best Party Trick should be a wedding band.  They probably include silly things as instruments.  Like kazoos or a washboard.

On a recent trip to Pittsburgh, we were channel surfing in our hotel.  A soccer game came on.  Honestly, soccer is the most boring game.  Except for maybe golf.  How many sports enthusiasts can I offend?  I’m just getting started baby.  So, obviously, there were two teams playing.  Couldn’t tell you who, but one WAS a Canadian team.  The announcer (yeller?) was talking about a particular player and something they had just done.  Probably running.. or standing, there was a lot of that happening, we are talking about soccer here.  The announcer said the player was a “Clinical Canadian”.  Bam.

Clinical Canadian does Barenaked Ladies coves exclusively.  Because why not.

Side note.  Why does WordPress think yeller is misspelled?  I actually had to look it up to be sure.

So my son comes to me and tells me about a book he wants to read.  He’s seem references to it in a couple places and has heard how good it is.  I’m always up for finding him a good book that he will read.  He likes to read but is very picky.  So I’m all “great!!  What’s the book?”  “Don Quecksito”  I laughed so hard I cried.  Yeah, not great parenting.  But he is good at laughing along.  So grateful he is a kid who can laugh at himself.  I wouldn’t make it through this if his feelings got hurt at that stuff.

Quecksito.  I misspell it every time.  I’m open for suggestions as to what they would play.  I think Quecksito is a confused bunch of kids playing in a garage who haven’t found their jam yet.