Artichokes and Pink Martini

If you like artichokes, Pink Martini, knitting, then read on. If you are interested in the woes of losing the last 20 lbs or working in education, then read on. If you want to know what it's like to be an empty nester or to share that nest with to two dogs, then read on. If you want to know what the theme is for Monday night dinner, when the kayaks are going out, or who was at the Y at 5am, then read on. If none of this interests you, just hit the button that says "next blog", & read on.

Friday, October 13, 2006

Don't Bring Dessert Monday!

Tonight Columbia Junior High School had their annual Dessert Auction, and here are some of the troublemakers who attended. Isn't Jewel looking demure? Don't let her fool you, she is a fierce tigress when it comes to the hunt and kill of the dessert. And our Peter. It's a shame that he doesn't have a better time when he goes out on a Friday night. When I said don't bring dessert to Monday night dinner, it wasn't because Jennifer might share her Chocolate Ganache cupcakes.



It was because of this:



Frightening isn't it. I know, me and charity auctions, it's a slippery slope. But hey, it's for a good cause. Probably no need to tell you that our table was the big scorers of the night. So Monday nighters can expect Captain Jack's Rum Cake (to die for), Tiarmisu (heaven in your mouth), Cheesecake (no calories here) and a Chocolate Chip Cookie Pizza. I'm tellin' ya, don't bring dessert.

Meet Tina and Jason. Aren't they too cute. Tina is our life skills teacher, and Jason is her alarm clock. Thank you Jason, for waking her up every morning and sending her our direction. Tina is great to work with. She is a like working with Stacee Flynn after a year of study in a Zen Buddist Monastery (if you can imagine that, I know it's a stretch). Tina was a para in this classroom for years, and then became certifiable this summer. And after a day of WASL training, I bet she wonders why she every gave up the best job in the whole world for the position of power, glamour and fame.




Meet the hardest working cowboy at the whole gawl darn burn shindig. Toto, I don't think we are in Tacoma anymore, it must be Fife. Mr. Miller is Fife's legendary PE teacher. I don't think their is a graduate of the Fife School District, since it's inception that hasn't had Mr. Miller for PE. As fun as he is to watch work a crowd of adults, you should see him work a crowd of 8th & 9th graders. They don't stand a chance in the presence of the Master. Probably the only reason that our table bought so much stuff was just the shere salesmanship of Mr. Miller, he's da man!

1 Comments:

At 10/15/2006 8:01 PM, Blogger TRACYS BIG BLOG said...

Save some cake for me. I have my computer up. But the email is not set up yet. Robert says he wants a big slice of cake as well. Sandy we miss you and Katie so much, you are a great friend. It is so strange that a spin class could turn out to be such a wonderful thing. Take care of your self, and I will let you know when I have the blog up with new shots.
PS. I hate shopping. Robert and I have been buying everything from big end items, to works of art. After 3 hours, I said lets go home and eat....hahhahaha
Tracy

 

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