Summer?

We took the group to the Seattle Center Fountain today and needless to say the water at the fountain is not warm. As I romped through the fountain with the children I noticed many a set of blue lips. Summer may be here by the calender, but the temperature is still on the chilly side. We had fun though and tomorrow promises even more fun at the beach. I may refrain from going in the water though, man was it cold!

First day of Summer Camp

Who likes the zoo? I do, I do! Actually, I hate the zoo but that is where is will be spending the next two days. Then, 2 days downtown with the small people. Good way to start off the summer but I think someone poisoned me. Have felt bad the past 4 hours. Is some child showing their discontent? Did I eat a bad egg? Tomorrow will be interesting if nothing else.

I do not AGREE!

The Flyers traded both Jeff Carter and Mike Richards today so hell must have frozen over. The big B is now the goalie for the next nine years but you traded away the heart of your team to do it. I hope Homer knows what he is doing.

I agree it was time for Carter to go, but you dont trade you TEAM CAPTAIN.

Bye Ritchie......you WILL be missed.

....welcome to summer bitches!

And the start of summer here in the Emerald City was a balmy 57 degrees and hard drizzle. No need to worry folks, we all got naked anyway. They say pacific northwesterners get loopy from the lack of sunlight during the winter months, but this place doesn't need an excuse to take off all their clothes. I have to admit....some people should have kept them on.

And now for the Kindergartners. Twenty-Two of the small people are graduating to the first grade; god help us all. Hugs have been prevalent this week and I fully expect tomorrow will turn into a miniature form of sumo for me. It's been a long school year, as always, but the prospect of a summer off is not an option this year. Instead, it's swimming, camping and museum wandering. No need to worry, I have been lifting weights and stretching in preparation. Wish me well, or at least periodically send me to a decent masseuse. Happy summer bitches!

Take the children........not the books!

I have been reading a lot lately. I mean A LOT. I am not complaining, just stating a fact, but here is my problem. With age comes wisdom, supposedly, and now that I am screaming ("a screaming comes across the sky...": First line in Thomas Pynchon's-V.) through pages and pages, something interesting and unusual has happened. I have started to read with a keen and critical eye. Truman Capote once posed that finishing a book is like taking a child out back and shooting it, and while that may or may not appeal to your morbid sense of humor, it does mine, their is validity in that statement. I have finished 3 books in a row, I spare you the privilege of knowing which ones, and damn-it......all three ended and my proverbial child was taken out back.

So it goes......

Well, now comes the difficult part. Picking the next child to be sacrificed. I always have a hard time picking the next book. I guess Capote was right........

..........the dogs bark and the caravan marches on............

My life is riddled with difficult decisions......can't you tell?