Daily Archives: July 21, 2010

so this one time before cheer camp…

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At the mandatory Cheer Parent Cheer Camp Meeting, I am keeping my status as the PTA Mom/Dance Mom/Cheer Mom Reject secure…Thank goodness!

The coach begins to go over all the important details and logistics of cheer camp and what we the parents are expected to do and…I can’t understand a word she says. She may be a grown woman but she speaks like…well, like an excited teen-aged girl.

Huh?

What?

What did you say?

She continues on sharing all the drama and stress she has been through getting the squad ready for camp and the season as well as getting all the uniform orders ready all the while recovering from a pneumothorax and well, I find myself genuinely worried for her. She is so stressed right now I honestly fear that she just might blow another pneumo right here and now and since I am the only cheer parent who is medically trained, I will have to come to her aid…great!.

Deep, slow breaths coach! Relax! Please relax!

Too late!

The cheer parents, the “good” cheer parents are feeding off of it. One cheer mom offers her great idea to solve the problem of polka dot lettering that doesn’t match the zebra stripe knee highs for spirit night at cheer camp…yes, it is that serious this STRAMA.

Strama?

Yes, strama. Just like Sarah Palin, I can be Shakespeare too.

But freshman cheer mom thinks she can solve this serious problem. She has zebra print materail…of course she does. She is certain that she has enough for the entire squad: the freshmen, the junior varsity and the varsity squad.

Oh happy day!

Freshman cheer mom and her mom will cut out the letters and hand stitch them on the t-shirts for the freshmen squad

What a good cheer mom she is!

As for the rest of the squad, well their moms can hand stitch the letters on for their kids spirit uniforms because we all can, hand stitch that is, and have nothing but time to do just that before the kids leave for cheer camp.

Yeah. Of course. I have nothing but time to hand stitch zebra print letters on to a t-shirt representing the Timberwolves Cheer Squad because I am all over hand stitching. I live for hand stitching. Especially when it comes to hand stitching zebra print lettering on a uniform that represnts Timberwolves because Timberwolves are known for their unique zebra print markings.

Um, yeah. Sure.

See? Cheer mom reject status is secure.

Fortunately the coach rejected Freshman cheer mom’s idea because, well, there just isn’t enough time and she has already strama’d enough over this cheer-tragedy.

Thank goodness because it is time to head off to cheer camp. Have fun, Abby! I may not be the best cheer mom but I am proud of YOU and hope that you have a blast!

To your varsity team mates, you are welcome for the entertainment that my expressive facials gave you during the meeting. I will be here all season for you! Good luck kids! You all are great!

mugging for the mamarazzi

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Daniel is always willing to mug for the camera which makes it so much fun for me to take pictures. His sisters aren’t so much the willing subjects which I get now that they are older…their hair, their makeup or lack there of…

OMG, MOM! Don’t take a picture of me now, like this!

I love taking pictures. I take a lot of pictures. Sometimes I manage to take a pretty good picture. Rarely I get lucky with a really GREAT picture. Which I guess, according to Dictionary.com‘s definition, would make me a photographer:

a person who takes photographs, esp. one who practices photography professionally.
But some might quibble over my referring to myself as that. Okay, some might actually get all hyped up and just a little pissed over who may call themselves a photographer and refer to the pictures they take as their photography.
Really.
I found myself in such a discussion just last night. Of course when I pointed out the definition of “photographer” I suddenly was one…me, with my semi-professional camera. And my massive collection of photographs is actually considered to be photography.
Imagine that?!
So what do you think? Are the terms “photographer” and “photography” exclusive to professional photographers?
I don’t believe so. By definition (again) it is an art, a practice and even, for some, an occupation of taking photographs. I have not hung out a shingle, nor do I make a living from my photographs…even if I have been paid on very rare occasions but I still see myself as a photographer. Okay, maybe not a great photographer, but still I am a photographer as I practice this art form, this hobby of mine everyday.Yet when I take a giant step back I see that I am so much more, much, much more than just that…woman, daughter, friend, lover, wife, mother, grandmother, future mother-in-law, nurse, writer, runner, musician, slacker, dreamer, whiner, thinker…They are all parts, just parts of the whole, big package that is me.