Maxine: I have to be at school tomorrow at 7:15 a.m.
Me: Your fourth grade trip is tomorrow? tomorrow?
Maxine: Yes. And you have to pick me up at 9 p.m.
Me: OK.
Maxine: If you are 15 minutes late, Mrs. (name removed) is going to call 911. Then the police will have to take me home and you will get written up.
Me: Oh really? Written up? For what?
Maxine: Yes, for not taking care of me.
Me: That’s not quite how it works, but OK. 9 p.m.
Maxine: (under her breath) Yes, it is. Written up.
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I’m in the kitchen making coffee and it is about 6:20 a.m. Steve just came downstairs after waking up the girls.
Steve: Maxine has to be at school at 7:15 this morning?
Me: Oh &%$#. I forgot. I’ll take her.
– Steve actually ends up taking her since he has to be at work at 7:30 am., and so only had to leave a little bit early to drop her off in time. And, as he pointed out, I’d waste gas if I took her and at $3.24 a gallon, we don’t want to waste gas. –
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I sit next to Steve as he puts on his socks this morning.
Steve: So they’re going to be flat when I come home?
Me:
Steve gestures towards my chest.
Oh, that’s right. Today I am having a mammogram. They won’t be flat, right? Right?
“Oh, that’s right. Today I am having a mammogram. They won’t be flat, right? Right?”
Uggggg…I have no clue but I’ll be keepin ya in my prayers today.
They bounce back – but it sure does hurt!!!!
They aren’t flat, but it was uncomfortable (very) for a bit there.