Monday, May 01, 2006
Happy May Day!
After our soggy weekend with anywhere from one to three inches of rain, on average, around the area, our Monday looks great. It is May already! What happened to April? Time isn't just flying, it's supersonic.
I hope you all had a great weekend. I spent part of mine in the car with my oldest son and his learner's permit. While he has some minor issues with making turns that don't involve using every part of the street, curb, sidewalk and neighbor's driveway and remembering that he is not driving the bumper cars at Celebration City in Branson, I think the main problem is me.
First of all, I am not used to sitting on the passenger side of the car. It always feels like we are awfully close to the mailboxes on the side of the road. All I know is I got to read several of my neighbor's postcards. Who knew so many people vacationed in Sheboygan, Wisconsin this time of the year!
Also, I probably did not help my son's self-confidence by manually triggering the air-bag before he had even turned the key. An ounce of prevention is better than a pound of cure...and stitches....and dental work. The helmet, the goggles and a book of prayers may have been overdoing it, as well. I really think his Mother should be doing this as she had great success in getting him to ride a two-wheeler. But, she mysteriously disappears whenever she hears the jingling of car keys.
Anyway, if you notice my gray hair turning Barbara-Bush-White over the next several weeks, you'll understand.
However, it is the first of May! When I was a little kid, May Day meant you made baskets...weaved out of construction paper...filled them with flowers (sometimes out of more construction paper and sometimes just dandelions or clover from outside) and, if you were really cutting edge, some candy. Then, you would leave them at your neighbor's front door, ring the bell or knock, and take off. Kind of ding-dong-ditch but with a nice twist. That scenario doesn't happen very often anymore but I just may try it today. So, if Channel 9's top story tonight at 5:00 is a report on a 45 year old man seen leaping from front porches...you'll know.
I hope you all had a great weekend. I spent part of mine in the car with my oldest son and his learner's permit. While he has some minor issues with making turns that don't involve using every part of the street, curb, sidewalk and neighbor's driveway and remembering that he is not driving the bumper cars at Celebration City in Branson, I think the main problem is me.
First of all, I am not used to sitting on the passenger side of the car. It always feels like we are awfully close to the mailboxes on the side of the road. All I know is I got to read several of my neighbor's postcards. Who knew so many people vacationed in Sheboygan, Wisconsin this time of the year!
Also, I probably did not help my son's self-confidence by manually triggering the air-bag before he had even turned the key. An ounce of prevention is better than a pound of cure...and stitches....and dental work. The helmet, the goggles and a book of prayers may have been overdoing it, as well. I really think his Mother should be doing this as she had great success in getting him to ride a two-wheeler. But, she mysteriously disappears whenever she hears the jingling of car keys.
Anyway, if you notice my gray hair turning Barbara-Bush-White over the next several weeks, you'll understand.
However, it is the first of May! When I was a little kid, May Day meant you made baskets...weaved out of construction paper...filled them with flowers (sometimes out of more construction paper and sometimes just dandelions or clover from outside) and, if you were really cutting edge, some candy. Then, you would leave them at your neighbor's front door, ring the bell or knock, and take off. Kind of ding-dong-ditch but with a nice twist. That scenario doesn't happen very often anymore but I just may try it today. So, if Channel 9's top story tonight at 5:00 is a report on a 45 year old man seen leaping from front porches...you'll know.
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