It’s getting to be about that time again...

Usual stuff planned for this weekend—yardwork, housework, horseplay and many other compound words. And a trip to Wally World to finish buying back-to-school supplies (which I couldn’t make fit into any sort of compound word except maybe “shopinsanity.”)

Hard to believe it's already time to start thinking about back-to-school, but as the school system inches its way to year-round scheduling, eventually no one will remember (or believe) that children were actually allowed to be out of state custody for an entire three month stretch. ::cue fiddle music:: WHYYYYY, back in my day… ::music abruptly stops: Aw, I don’t know, maybe it IS a good thing for kids to be supervised—you would be surprised what sorts of things bored kids learn about gunpowder, electricity, pornography, gasoline, knives, hair spray, construction equipment, open flames, telephones, high-pressure steam, ammunition, car batteries, and other seemingly harmless inanimate objects. But, darn it all, there were always those hopes for a guest shot on Mission: Impossible. Thinking back, I believe one more prayer of thanksgiving to God is in order for protecting such an all-fired nitwit kid. Whoever he might have been. But not me— honest. Really.

More ironic, given her father’s past…I mean, her father’s friends’ past, is that this year Rebecca gets to be a safety patroller, one of the kids (4th graders ONLY; must have had…umh-hmm…STRAIGHT As in 3rd Grade; and must be recommended by a teacher) who helps the little kids during carpool time before and after school. She was so proud of herself—she worked so hard to make those As—and I’m proud of her. It’ll be so sad when she has to bust me for coming in the wrong driveway at school.

Anyway, no more tales of misspent youth, as I have just been summoned by my boss (with less than 30 minutes left in the day) to come and help color some maps. Whee. Such fun. Shoulda studied more during summer vacation as a child. So, until Monday, have a happy and safe weekend, and don’t do anything I… I mean my friends…wouldn’t do.
posted by Terry at 4:27:00 PM