Today I dropped my daughter off at some obscure pool in a park that I was unfamiliar with and got lost. Twice.
I need to get this off my chest. I know I’m not the only one who has these challenges, and I hesitated if I should bother blogging about it all all. But you know what? I need some positive vibes here from you, or at least some commiserating… 🙄
So allow me to entertain you with a funny story first, and an exasperating one second.
Before I launch into another depressing weekend of rain, cold and no sun, let’s do something fun!
Let’s think up pet names. 🙂
Don’t tell me not to get all worked up as this has the opposite effect on me.
I had this whole big rant planned this morning. But instead of dwelling on the negativity I’ll just give you the short version:
An interesting thing happened in a college classroom the other day. The story recounted to me isn’t exactly surprising, but we did later described this situation to our kids in order to impart an important message.
Not surprisingly, the teenager was harder to convince than the tween girl.
Here’s what happened:
Did you take my phone? The teenager wants to know.
No. Why would I take your phone? I respond.
He checks all his pockets in his pants, his hoodie, his hockey jacket. No phone.
He starts to panic a little.
My dog walking is back. Seems the city is learning how to deal with winter and schools are open and everyone is expected to go to work or do grocery shopping or whatever it is that people do with their day so I got called back to my duties as dog walker extraordinaire. Because the dogs’ humans are back at work.
Wanna know something?
Girl children are so amazing, you know that? My kid amazes me.
So she’s supposed to bake cookies for Valentine’s Day to fundraise for something, but some idiotic rule that baking at home at teacher’s request is *unsafe* has the kids planning a baking event at school, instead.
La di da my entire schedule for the foreseeable future has changed.