The high school Chloe will be going to next year had an open house evening on Thursday. Both Dale and I wanted to go and it seemed complicated getting a sitter for the younger two, so they came too. There were free cookies and juice so it was actually better than most family outings we attempt. We were impressed at all the options available; it was exciting and terrifying at the same time. It will be a huge change from the private Christian school she currently attends. For example, her current school doesn’t have an LGBT display case. Nor does it offer archery as a credit course. I can’t wait to tell my carpool boy about that. Chloe’s eyes were as big as saucers the whole time. Spencer was captivated by it all and found it hard to tear himself away from the booths. He’s already chosen all of his electives for when he’s in grade nine.
As part of a leadership course I’m taking through work, I interviewed two community leaders this week for a book we’re putting together. This is very far out of my comfort zone. One of my interviewees was the premier, which I was very nervous about. I was worried that I’d gotten the interview date wrong, that my recording device wouldn’t work, and that I’d come across sounding like an idiot. Luckily it all worked out in the end; I probably did sound like an idiot but he was kind enough not to tell me so. I had to take photos of him as well, which was another thing I worried about beforehand, but he was a great sport about it. He was very nice; I just wish I had felt more relaxed. I had pictured us chatting and giggling and sharing secrets, ending with him asking – no, begging – me to be on a special citizen advisory panel or something. Didn’t happen. Probably because I sounded like an idiot.
My sister and brother-in-law are out of town this weekend, so my niece and the foreign student that lives with them are spending the weekend with us. I’m hoping to squeeze in a few fun activities between fencing, gymnastics, soccer games, meetings, and birthday parties. I need a colour-coded spreadsheet to keep track of five children’s schedules. But it's fun; my kids are delighted to have them here and I'm eternally grateful to Tia and Caroline for spending a large part of the evening playing a Lego game that Spencer created. It was complicated and intricate and some of the rules were made up as the game progressed. I was very impressed at the work and thought he put into the game, but I'm very, very happy I could admire it as a casual observer rather than a participant.
For the last few weeks, whenever I've thought of something that needs to be done around the house, I’ve said, “I’ll do it on the long weekend.” I would need a solid month of long weekends to accomplish it all. But I’m going to try. Happy Louis Riel Day to all.