friday. i haven’t even written about last sunday. it was awesome. truly was. 4th grader had monday off. tuesday morning, 5th grader had raging allergy attack and began the morning back in bed. had miraculous “white bus” recovery upon finding out that track team would be making the 7 mile trek to opelousas in the “white bus”…”i’m sure i’ll be feeling better by this afternoon when the team gets on the bus.” of course. so, i delivered her to school at 12:00. time enough to socialize, meet with all her teachers, get assignments, and get on the bus, gus. yes, she did. she ran great, too. 1 mile in 7:30. not bad for a 5th grader. 800 in 3:35. sweet baby.
anywho, i’ve been “helping” with music stuff all week due to my step-son’s soon to be debut song & video production happening next friday. i am not musical. in any way. shape. or form. God knows i try.
little fockers is waiting…are waiting? whatever. i don’t know. lady gaga. lady gag. lala gaga. my son’s going tomorrow night. my best advice? for the love of God, son, don’t put anything in your mouth. anything. i want to see you on sunday in the same way i see you now. healthy. bright-eyed. not on an acid trip never to return. okay. onto the fockers.