Once a year, towards the end of summer, the more or less monthly staff meeting at the museum becomes a party. This year it was a karaoke party, which made me less than enthusiastic... until I noticed that there were some Black Sabbath songs in the karaoke book... A co-worker joined me in a rousing rendition of "War Pigs", which hopefully won't ruin my chances of securing one of the coveted full-time positions there (As a member of the floor staff, I work less than 20 hours a week) that recently got posted.
Jen and the kids were all there too. Lexy, with the help of a musuem staff member, sang a couple of songs - "Zip a dee doo dah" and "All Star" by that band Mushmouth or Fatmouth or whatever they're called. He did a really good job too - much better than most of the adults. Nathan, with a little help from me and some hinderance from The Dickens, sang "Twinkle, twinkle little star". The Dickens pouted and shouted and threw her inflatable microphone to the ground before stomping off stage - all because nobody would let her near the real microphones. Somebody commented that she was acting like a real rock star. Willow splashed in the decorative fountain, which is really more of a decorative rivulet, perfect for floating those little pencils (at every table for signing up for karaoke songs) in and watching them go over the waterfall at the end.

Okay, gotta go get cookies out of the oven. Bye.