Arriving at the daycare last night to find the twins, who are often in trouble, running amok with another kid as two teachers tried fruitlessly to round them up. I stepped in their way to slow them down, but I was barely a speed bump.
The teacher took me aside and apologized to me for having had to see them chasing the kids. I told her it was like a nightly scene from my living room, and that my first instinct had been to stoop down and scoop up a couple as they ran past me. But they’re not MY kids, so…
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Watching an 18-wheeler try to navigate a tough turn down a residential street this morning. School kids scattered and his rear wheels jumped the curb. People waiting for their green light didn’t budge for him as he inched slooowly along, coming so close to scraping the side of the “no trucks” sign.
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Coworker Kathy standing in front of the vending machine, saying, “I guess I’ll spin the wheel of death” as the vending machine guy watched from behind her.
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Kelli starts Latin class today, and I wake up with “Annuit coeptus novus ordo seclorum” going through my head.
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Current music: “I Gotta Try You Girl” by Buddy Guy.
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Scored some bargain books for THEBOY yesterday at Albertson’s, of all places. Of the three, he loves Farmer Smart’s Fat Cat the best. He loves it when I do the voices, so over and over I read, “I call mine ‘Two Ton Tessie!’”
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Work beckons. Dang.
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