08 October 2012

Post Weekend Musings

An excerpt from an email I sent to my father last Thursday:

"I'm ready to do anything and everything that doesn't involve teenagers, hand sanitizer, quarters, or fluorescent lights. I'm sure you can't imagine why any of those last three things would make me ready for a weekend!"

Maybe my memory of high school is blurred, but I don't think so.  I don't remember chairs covered in hand sanitizer or quarters being thrown at lights over and over and over again.  If anyone wants to chime in, please do.  Did these kinds of things used to happen?  Was I blissfully unaware of inappropriate and unnecessary antics taking place around me?  

Our weekend was exactly what I had envisioned.  It was free of pesky distractions and full of pumpkins, breakfast dates with my two favorite boys, walks, and playtime. 

out to breakfast!
telephone practice.  eggplant discovery.


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