We were in California for our ASL assembly. Best. One. Ever. I know. Everyone says that. But don't you feel that way every time you leave the assembly. It's so bittersweet. The program was just what we needed. The friends were there. Happy times all around. ASL is constantly growing with new people joining, learning sign language and of course more deaf. It's exciting, but at the same time hard when you are looking around the room. Don't know you. Don't know you. Don't know you. So many new faces!
Here are some ramblings on this weekend. Enjoy.
1. I like road trips! I grew up driving from Wisconsin down to St. Louis and Arizona to visit family. Seven hour drive to California is nothing. I don't get car sick, so I can read to my little hearts content. Which I didn't do this time, on account of this book that I'm just having trouble getting into. I might give up on it for awhile and try something else. Anyone have any suggestions on a good captivating read? Besides this blog, of course. Bahaha. Instead of reading this time, I did knit a little bit. I'll have to show you what I made later! It'll be a surprise. There might also have been some singing. What am I talking about, might also pfftt. If there is music, which there was for all seven hours of our trip, there was singing. Singing until your voice is hoarse. We come from a long line of singers, you see. My great grandparents were opera singers. My grandma can pick up some sheet music and sing it. My mom has a good voice, too. Then there is us. The talent steadily gets worse as you go down the line, but we can at least carry a tune. For some reason on road trips, the Disney music will come up on the iPod. How did that get there? I was a Little Mermaid girl myself. I used to have the songs memorized and sing to random strangers in stores. "I'm in a store and I'm singing!!" What Disney princess were you? Oh no, it's going into the vault forever! You almost got me, Disney, you clever man you. Then there is always The Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack. It just doesn't get old.
2. I hate you, Nail Polish. Set aside a whole night to do your nail polish and nothing else. I was not so smart and was painting my nails the day I also had to do my hair, makeup, and get dressed. With each additional activity, or let's face it with every move I made, my poor nail polish was being smudged. I had to ask Syd to help me get dressed to try to avoid further injury. I'm ticklish and that was awkward. Sisters are the best. I had to look at said bumpy, smudged nails the whole rest of the weekend, since we didn't bring nail polish remover. I hate you, Nail Polish!
3. The lights went out at the assembly. This is huge. Without technology, we would be nothing. Nothing, I tell you! What do you do when the lights go out? Your whole assembly depends on video feed and you are dependent on your sense of sight alone. You do nothing and then take a couple pictures, that's what. The assembly was at a stand still for a few minutes until they got things back up and running. Crazy.
4. I take too many pictures of my food. No pictures of pretty people in pretty clothes at the assembly. Nope. I'm horrible at interrupting good, juicy conversation for a picture. So instead you get pictures of my desserts over the weekend. They were delicious.
5. Dear Sister Crabby. To the sister sitting in front of us on Sunday morning: Sydney is so very sorry that her yawn was so bothersome to you that you had to turn all the way around in your seat to give her a dirty look. Sorry that she yawned again, not on purpose mind you, causing you to lean all the way over in your seat so that her repulsive breathe might not reach you. We are also sorry that you didn't come back to your seat in the afternoon, I sneezed and would've liked to see your reaction. Hope you found a good seat elsewhere, perhaps in front of one of the many friends who we heard coughing throughout the day. I'm sure you were a source of laughs for them as you were for us. We thank you!