With Nicholas back to North Carolina and Ben in New York, the girls traveled to Texas to see their grandmother, aunt, uncle, and five first cousins for almost a week. I went down to pick them up and we had a family trip to the Rainforest Cafe. The seven children were not deterred by the 90 minute wait for a table, despite the smothering humidity in Galveston.
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More random thoughts of late:
• Summer is not even here yet and I’m searching for a 12-step program to survive the humidity.
• Parents stuck in cars waiting in the North Carolina heat came up with a fill-in-the-blank cheer when their school’s administration of the SAT ran more than an hour late. The cheer? "You say Cluster! I say ----! You say Cluster! I say ----!"
• Obviously the outdoors editor didn't write that headline. (But after you laugh, remember, it happens to everyone at some point.)
• 2 a.m. wakeup call: How am I going to get all of my work done when all I want to do is sleep? It’s tough to do it when you’re in high school, let alone at age 50.
• Helping Emma edit a paper this evening, I realized she's as adverse to punctuation as Ben is to vegetables.
• Few things are worse than being stuck in a bar with shitty soft rock music.
• Just curious: What have others said to you in tough times that have either helped, or made you want to scratch someone's eyes out?
• As if the fear mongering we are bombarded with daily wasn't enough, the number of unsolicited calls I get advertising home security systems would drive anyone up a tree.
• Thank you for the kind words after I noted that Jill and I had "survived" 19 years of marriage (mostly her tolerating me). We had a low-key celebration with a late afternoon happy hour and a nice dinner in Alexandria. Here's to a great 20th year together and to many more after that.