A few weeks ago, I was thrilled to find out (because he told me) that the thirteen-year-old had created a Summer To-Do List. Thrilled is putting it lightly, actually. My joy came from several sources: 1. I am excited that this boy wants to get some goals accomplished while school is out.2. I am excited that he is really thinking about what he likes to do.3. Okay, I was excited because the Fine Art of Making To-Do Lists is yet another fabulous quality inherited from his fabulous Mom. (uh, that’d be me.) I can’t remember what I was doing when he told me that he made this list, but I…
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See? Everything From the ’80’s DOES Eventually Come Back.
I just read on TMZ that, starting June 2, you can bid on some of Bill Cosby’s famous–or are they infamous??–sweaters, worn on his tv show. Proceeds will benefit his Hello Friend/Ennis William Cosby Foundation, which carries on the work of his late son. If you want more info about the auction, click here. These sweaters are best worn while: 1. Listening to why your son should be able to borrow money to go to a voodoo expert 2. Discovering how excited your kids can be after being in a car accident…with Stevie Wonder 3. Helping your daughter buy her first car 4. Chall-ahnging a tap dance professional You’re welcome!
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Celebrating Memorial Day With Thousands of My Closest Friends
Yesterday was Memorial Day, and we started it off the same way we have for the past couple of years: the two boys, along with others from their Boy Scout Troop, marched in our town’s parade, escorting the Gold Star Families (families who have lost a loved one who was defending our country at the time). I absolutely love love love our town’s parade. It takes place, as most parades do, in the downtown area. Thousands of people come out to watch, and it is just really charming. Our town has grown from a population of just over 100,000 when we moved here in 1995 to almost 130,000 now, yet…
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We Almost Went Home With Only One Son…ALMOST.
The four of us went out to dinner last night, and I had a great opportunity to become a successful writer, according to my post of a couple days ago. You see, the restaurant has about 25 television sets, mostly set to sports channels. NASCAR coverage was on a few of them, and while watching it for a few minutes, the fifteen-year-old asked, “How come it’s all old guys driving NASCAR?” I said, “What did you say?” (I wasn’t sure I had heard him correctly, and in that second it didn’t make sense to me anyway because I was pretty sure that NASCAR drivers cover a pretty wide age range)…