My baby boy went on a business trip this week. He flew
from Detroit to Charlotte, then on to Asheville. He rented a car. He had his
own hotel room. He used the company credit card. HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE? He is
not old enough for all that.
I am not old enough for all that…
Amy started her job at a local coffee place. I am trying
really hard not to mention how sad I am that they don’t serve Coke products.
Rebecca is at bike camp this week where she is learning
how to take care of the mechanics of a bike. On Friday she gets to bring home
the bike she’s been working on. Next week she’s going to a birding camp. I
sincerely hope there is not a bird coming home with her at the end of that
camp.
Rebecca mowed the lawn this week for the first time all
by herself. Michael is hoping he’s out of that job. Rebecca, not so much.
Been reading about all those shark attacks? Two kids lost
limbs and others had the snot bitten out of other parts of their bodies. People, I am
not crazy for not going in the ocean. Not. Crazy.
You know who’s crazy? The people who keep going in the
ocean!
There’s a popular shirt in Michigan that says, “Great
Lakes: Unsalted and Shark Free.” I LOVE that!
Of course, when I tout the greatness of the Great Lakes
for not having sharks, Michael and Amy remind me that there are lampreys in Lake Michigan. They’re gross, but they won’t take off your leg.
If they will, please don’t tell me. I need one beach to go
to without panicking.
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