Will Soon Be Graduating From High School This means, in some small measure, I have successfully managed to get him through 12 years of school and to the age of 18 alive. No small accomplishment, that. Today he called for a ride home after he rode the bus most of the way to our house. As it was about 90 degrees outside, I obliged. I'm a good mom, plus it got me out of a very hot house and into the sweet deliciousness of my air conditioned vehicle. My oldest and youngest daughters went along for the ride and they spotted The Boy before I did. "What's up with his pants?" Indeed. The operative word for his pants was up . He wears those extremely skinny jeans and he'd rolled them up to about knee level and he was walking towards us with a grimace on his face. He was in pain. You see, five hours earlier, in the throes of near heat exhaustion, he rolled the legs of his pants up and then his legs swelled up. He was unable to remove his own pants or roll down what he...
Ok, just hand those knives over to me, one by one. Everything is going to be OK.
ReplyDeleteSharp side first?
ReplyDeleteyou need a massage girl!
ReplyDeleteLou Lou
After explaining the subject matter of book No. 1, I can understand the headache.
ReplyDeleteThink of it this way: you're not in Beirut on the wrong side of a tank shell.
Vicus, throw Pammy some chocolate (or diamond earrings) first before she hands over the knives. Believe me, it will help, a lot.
ReplyDeleteOOh! I'll take both the chocolate and the diamonds!
ReplyDeleteWW, you're probably right.
Lou Lou...yes I do.