J was up at the house with her b-friend (erstwhile) and wanted a ride down to Kent Station through the rain.
Mom and I had just sat down to lunch (and saw gov. gregoire sitting kitty corner from us). J asked for a snap, but I was afraid of getting tackled by her security detail.
Anyway, we'd just sat down to lunch and I didn't want to get up (I'd been having work interrupt via my b-berry at 2 min. intervals), and dis my 82 year old mother, who was probably already ticked I'd been taking work calls in the first place.
So, Jennifer, use an umbrella or get wet. but I'm sitting here and eating my soup.
This blog will cover the collision of two cultures - parents and teen children. They don't understand us, and view us as spoilers or walking ATMs (adults with teen malcontents?) We are left wondering what happened to our cute cuddly kids of a few years back, and when they may return. If ever.
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Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Back to work, after playing concierge
Well, it's back to work tomorrow after two days of playing Dr. Mom, writer, editor, boss from afar and trying to mind the next door neighbor's dogs, who promised just maybe I'd get some of those hot red Canadian Olympic mittens for watching their house.
They are back now, and asleep, so we'll see about the mittens.
Jennifer's temperature is down, but she's still staying home from school one..more...day.
I however, am leaving her well-stocked with drugs and Sunny D. and heading in tomorrow.
They are back now, and asleep, so we'll see about the mittens.
Jennifer's temperature is down, but she's still staying home from school one..more...day.
I however, am leaving her well-stocked with drugs and Sunny D. and heading in tomorrow.
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