I had full intentions of packing away all of my summer [beach] decor and busting out the fall stuff. But then when McDaddy reminded me that it wasn’t fall yet, I was glad I didn’t get to it today. And then it dawned on me that I had planned to take pictures of all of my decorating achievements for the blog today, and since I didn’t get any of it done, well, that means I need to come up with something of interest.
Good luck with that.
I do have the fall candles burning, though.
In our county, our children have ‘early out’ the last Wednesday of each month. Tomorrow is our ninth day of school. I’d love for one of the jokers at the Board of Education to explain why, on the ninth day of school, we need an early out. I just don’t get it.
Another thing I don’t get is why in the name of Pete, parents cannot grasp the concept of the pick-up line procedure. Here we are in the ninth day of school and that line is still a hot mess. Not to mention the joners who won’t even participate in the pick-up line, opting instead to be an idiot, and cut in front of those of us who are following the friggin’ rules.
And we wonder why kids act the way they do these days.
It is that time of year again here in wild, wonderful, West Virginia. That time of year when we have to bust out the nebulizer and albuterol. My poor sweet Alex is a nasally, snotty, coughing mess. I had really hoped he had grown out of the upper respiratory aggravation because its been many months since we’ve had to use that thing. Thankfully, he knows it really helps, so he has always been very good about taking the treatment.
And speaking of treatment…
Don’t you just love a clever transition?
I’ve been treating this little sucker really well, and I still can’t believe that it’s mine!
I recently applied for a West Virginia vanity plate.
It will read SKYHIGH.
It is definitely a high driving this little SKY.
Happy Wednesday, y’all!