Pushy Broad

When I drop KRo off at school in the morning, as she walks down the sidewalk, she usually turns back every few feet and waves to me while I am still sitting in the carpool line. Silly Mommy waves back with both hands and we laugh. It's our normal morning...

I know.
Been quite a while since I last posted. Something my dear friend Merriwether chose to point out recently, thereby goading me into at least providing an explanation for my absence. And there is one. Full of parasitic invaders, brave men in green, fair...

KRo started kindergarten this year. She loves it. First day was rough (but I got through it, thanks for asking...) but I... I mean she, has adapted really well. Learning words, starting math, meeting benchmarks, growing up...
Execpt for one thing...
The talking....

To quote WC Fields...
No doubt exists that all women are crazy; it's only a question of degree.
And a great big ole "HI! How are ya'? Welcome to my little padded corner of the internet!" to anyone who may have wandered over here from my friend Merriwether's blog. With my last post, I have now realized that I just made him look normal, despite this...