Sadie's Past Parties Pics

Sadie came across some old pics from a couple parties. You guys were all so cute!

Sadie's 80's Party
Remember that one?
Apparently, no one was cool, yet.
(Well, Evan came as Prince, and that's pretty cool.)


Aaron. Yes, Aaron!


Awww!


Joey (awww!) and Evan


Sadie, as an 80's chick.

Then came the Silly String Party.
Quite possibly the coolest party I've ever done.


Skate-park cake I made.


Some things are still the same...


Some things are really the same!!


Sadie and the Silly String


And some things are completely different:

Andrew.


Elizabeth and Connor


Pip


Aaron


Andrew


My favorite- Sadie running, Pip right behind her.

Calvin's Community Service

The Arbors in Fairmont was hosting a Pet Parade so the residents could meet some furry (or in our case, not so furry) visitors.

Several families showed up with dogs (Sadie declined to bring Alice or Eclipse), and we brought Calvin and Jeff.

We did not have Jeff or Sadie on a leash, ha ha, so they had to stay in the van with the windows cracked. Just kidding. We, in fact, left them the keys so he could listen to the radio.











After the Pet Parade, we drove back to Morgantown and went shopping at Gabe's and Walmart for Father's Day gifts.

My friend Margaret told me last year that gladiator sandals were coming back. I still had my original ones from the 80's, but they were a size 6, and no longer fit after five pregnancies. Still, the prophesy was true, and I've begun seeing gladiator sandals all over the place again.

While I was at Gabe's, I found a pair of Colonial Madness cut-outs for $5.
These are a smart cross between gladiators and lace-ups.
There was only one pair, in one color, one size (mine!).
The store tag (Urban Outfitters) was still on them- $125.
I also found two Ann Taylor mini-skirts that I love, with the original $59.50 tags, for $12 each, which will be perfect for walking around Vegas. I bought them a size smaller than I wear now, which drives Ron crazy. But I have assured him that by the time I am boarding the plane, they will fit.

In the meantime, I'm still looking for good Father's Day gift ideas...

Then we drove to get Jeff's car from near the Evansdale McDonald's. When we got there, the car needed a little help. I got to show off my skillz a bit by helping Jeff jump the car, and also by re-inflating the flat tire. (Lots of practice on those, lately!)
Sadie and Jeff drove the car to his apartment, and I made sure to follow closely because the trunk wouldn't latch, and I was sure stuff would start hopping out when they hit bumps in the road.
With one half hour til Jeff had to be at work, we raced from his apartment to his house in Westover, where he changed into his uniform...


... I'm guessing he's some sort of McDonald's Rock Star/ Stripper?
Boy, those uniforms sure have changed from the polyester nightmares they had when I worked there!

We got him to work with 8 minutes to spare, a Staubly record!

MP3 ADHD

There is an epidemic among teens I've named MP3 ADHD, similar to the channel-flipping behavior some men have where they can only watch 15 seconds of any show before going on to the next channel.
MP3 ADHD is a strange, erratic behavior where a teen cannot listen to an entire song, a song of their own choosing, for more than a few seconds.
The first time I witnessed this disorder was with Elizabeth, in my kitchen. She browsed through Sadie's cd collection, chose a cd, punched the button for the number song she wanted on the cd, "Oooh! I love this one! Do you know it?" she said aloud. The song played for a few seconds, and she forwarded it to the next song. A few notes into that song, she ejected the disc, and had another one ready. She repeated this behavior several times, with different discs. "I have music ADD." she told me.

The disorder may be genetic, because last week, I was transporting her brother, Alexander, from Fairmont, and he had his mp3 player plugged into the van. All the songs on his mp3 player were songs he liked. And yet, he couldn't seem to stand to listen to any of them for more than just a few seconds.
It was like a wacky game show... Cash Cab meets Name That Tune:

"Do you know this one?"

"Um, from the Lion King?"

"Right!"

"I'm gonna be a mighty king, so enemies be- Hey!"

"What about this one?"

"Oh, from Pocohontas! I love this song- what are you doing?"

"What movie is this song from?"

"Oh, that's from The Jungle Book, um... I Want to be Like You.... 'Now I'm the king of the swingers, Oh, the jungle VIP... I've reached the top and had to stop... And that's what botherin' me'-"

"What about this one?"

But it wasn't until I got Tiffany in my car that I saw how bad this disorder can manifest itself. Tiffany at first did not seem to have MP3 ADHD. She plugged her mp3 player into the dash and chose a song (in this case it was Bon Jovi's Livin' On A Prayer), and we all began singing along... we got to the part of the song right before the chorus, the part everyone knows and can sing along to, and she switched it!
Um, okay. This new song was cool, too. We listened to the first minute, and just before the chorus, bam!
With the next song, she started it but fast-forwarded it,

"The intro's like, 34 seconds long!" she wailed.

"I like the intro!" I yelled back.

"Okay! I'll start it again!" she said.

We listened to all 34 seconds of the intro, and just before the chorus, you guessed it! Next song!

"Pick one song, and listen to it all the way through!" I said in a stern voice.

"Okay, I'm done. What do you want to listen to?" she said.

"You pick. I don't care. Just the whole song, all the way through."

"Okay, how about Taylor Swift?"

"Sure. Go."

Everyone: "... And I was crying on the staircase, Begging you please don't go, and I said...- HEY!!"

"Sorry!! I'm done now. Whatever song you like."

"I liked that song! Why do you keep doing that?"

"I'm done now. Here. I'll play this one."

"Oh, Miley Cyrus. Okay."

All of us: "... There's always gonna be another mountain, I'm always gonna wanna make it- Jesus! Take that thing away from her!!"

"It's okay. I'm done now. I won't do it again. Here, pick whatever song you like."

I'm hoping there will be medication for this soon. The problem is these folks will never know about it, because they will only see the first couple seconds of the commercial before switching it.