briefcases, sandals, weather

its E again, sorry we haven't posted in a while, but Moms getting nervous after seeing an article in the newspaper about how mom bloggers can endanger their families (ie, no more pictures/you need a password to enter the blog). So Clark got himself a new briefcase/laptop bag with a combination lock. Problem was, when he set the numbers, they weren't what he thought they were! He/Wes/I spent about a week before we unlocked it (the #s were shifted one over, oops).

So apparently the pageant is very specific about footwear, you have to wear sandals that look like they actually might have worn. When Wes asked why he had to wear "Moses sandals", the response, "Because there weren't really any Tennis Shoes among the Nephites".

The weather has been really crazy this last week or two. In the past 5 days we've gone from 70 to 45 and back up to 70 again, with next week back down in the low 50s (all Fahrenheit, not Celsius). I think mother nature may have Alzheimer's.

On a self-centered note, I was rejected from joining the top band at my high school (waat, wat wawawawawawa). Mom's trying to cheer me up by saying that I'm needed in the other band because I'm the stronger player by myself (oboe is the loneliest instrument). I only really wanted to get into that top band because I would be with somebody, which I haven't been able to do yet (there were 2 spots in that band among 3 players). Oh well, next year I'll make it.

Have fun, be safe, and remember, without chickens there wouldn't be any eggs to throw at people.