August 26, 2008 – 11:08 am
This morning’s conversation:
Me: BD, I was very proud of you last night when you got off the phone right away when I asked you to.
BD: Yeah, well I knew if I didn’t you’d get on the extension and that’s just too freaky.
Yup, school starts here in less than two weeks.
We have the supply list. It’s much longer than it was back in my day (a few spiral notebooks, some pens, pencils and erasers. Maybe a compass if you were taking geometry). BD loves nothing better than back-to-school shopping. Unfortunately, she doesn’t feel [...]
We let BD go away with a friend’s family for a few days. We’ve met the mother before, but I’ll confess we don’t know them all that well. We do like the daughter, so we figured it was all right to let BD go.
The mom called me yesterday to ask if it was okay to [...]
We are leaving in about half an hour to take BD to a field hockey clinic. She’ll be running around in the 80+ degree heat for three hours.
So why on earth is she in the shower as I type this?
We attended a wedding this evening. The bride has been a friend of HS since kindergarten. In fact, this is the first time we’ve attended the wedding of one his friends.
Not too surprisingly, HS and his girlfriend opted to sit with a bunch of his high school friends instead of his parents and [...]
On Guitar Hero, my band is named “Bad Mamas.” BD went with a classic, and called hers ACDC.
Yesterday, however, I noticed that she’d renamed her band “BD is a hottie” (well, she used her real name, but you get the drift).
I voted to change it to “BD is Cool.”
Mr. B overruled me. [...]
We’ve belonged to a local pool since moving here in the summer of 1990. The same lady (I’ll call her Mrs. P) has owned and managed it all that time. Being a woman of impeccable taste, she has always loved our children, even hiring HS to work at the snackbar back when he [...]
Mr. B and BD just left to pick up two of her friends to spend the night.
The phone rang. Caller ID showed it is another of her friends.
Not wanting to get caught in the middle of teenage girl trauma, I did not pick up.
Scene I (last Thursday)
BD: I need materials to make a bug in science.
BGM: Well, what do you need?
BD: Styrofoam balls, about this big (indicating about 2″). And Popsicle sticks.
BGM: We have some craft sticks. So do you need me to buy anything besides the styrofoam balls?
BD: No, that’s [...]
