Saturday, September 22, 2007
rawkin' the rabies
this week was one of those weeks that blew so fast and blew so hard. every day was something...and i lived by daily lists of who, where and when. lucy mae had her twelve week shots&checkup and earned her first collar (with cherries, of course!) for not even knowing that she had two shots in her butt and for enduring the newly developed attention of picasso, our neutered horny chihuahua. you really haven't lived until you have witnessed a horny chihuahua doing the airhump. seriously. it beats the safety dance, anyday.
last night, i did check-in/chaperone at the 7th/8th grade dance and it pulls at your heart when you see all of the kids so grown up and so brave to even be there. growing up can be so painful, so embarrassing, so wonderful... and you have to be brave to do it. you have your preps, the nerds (who, by the way, will always rule!), the blackclumps (or as they like to be called 'the goths', who are totally the black wallflowers at their finest), the cliques and the jocks. i sub because i love those kids and it gives me a chance to say 'dude, you are totally rocking that fro!' or 'chica, you look so pretty today.' maybe, it gives them a tad bit stronger armor to the juniorhighness of it all. oh, and the dj rawked like he always does.
and now i face a weekend of work deadline, cleanup and an estate sale which i will persuade some sleepy girls to accompany me for the price of mere doughnuts.