Here we go again...

Tomorrow starts the first day back to school.

174 instructional days.
174 lunches to make... x2... that's 348... 2 down, 346 to go!

Josh and Jake both squeezed the life out of their last day of summer vacation... the "S" word was not allowed in our house today. The best thing about "Friending" your 16-year-old on Facebook, is finding out things like... he and his buddy planning on wearing their Nicki Minaj t-shirts for their school pics.... Hmmm, okay.

Of course, I waited until today to shop for school supplies. Pulled into the parking lot and "BANG", my suburban sounded like chains hitting a fan on low speed. I secretly wanted to pronounce it dead forever (193,343 miles) so I could get a new vehicle. Instead, I reminded myself it's paid for ($$) and did what any sensible red-head would do... lift the hood and look inside. This usually does (and did) draw instant rescue from the nearest male bystander. Chivalry is not dead. Spark plug reattached in no time flat, and sincerely, most truly, appreciated. I am very self-reliant... but it stops before cars.

BTW... 3 minutes to midnight. Lets count down together... shall we?