Snippet

T (from upstairs, on the phone with her bf): Mom, who has cooties, boys or girls?
Me: Boys.
T: Thank you! We've been having an argument.
Me: Very intellectual.
T: I know, right?

Our youth, busy debating those deep unanswered questions plaguing us all.

Ouch

T (to me): Lucky for you I'm not using you as my driving role model.

Kids. What do they know, anyway?

Primary Day

A Pedicure A Day

T and I got pedicures yesterday. (I should have been catching up on work after missing so many days, but my toes were in serious need of a touch up). We went to the only place we know for sure is open on Sundays, and to which we have been several times.

Since our last visit, they've upgraded to new pedicure/spa chairs. Let me just say these are the most intense and, ah, thorough massage chairs in which I have ever had the opportunity to sit.

Me (to T): This chair is massaging my...private parts.
T: I know; I turned that part off.

Just Fabulous

I haven't been ignoring you. T and I returned last night from a 3 night stay at The Breakers in Palm Beach. I was urged to go by one of the partners at my firm for a conference. Truth be told, I was reluctant to go because I wasn't sure how I could both manage the trip and meet my work obligations. I went, however, and pulled T out of 3 days of school to go with me.

We had a fabulous time. The resort was incredible, as was the weather. We arrived Wednesday afternoon and left Saturday afternoon. Though I was committed to attending classes at the seminar and spending time mingling/marketing, there was plenty of down time for laying out and soaking in the sun and the atmosphere. Simply wonderful.

On Thursday, while we were laying out, T turned to me said, "Mom, do they have one of these every year?" Indeed they do.

Prom 2008

Happy Birthday, T!!!

It's T's 17th birthday. Seventeen - can you believe it???

I told her a couple hours ago that she wouldn't get her presents from me until tomorrow, when we are planning to gather at my parents' house with family and some of her friends to celebrate. She said, "you haven't bought them yet, have you?" Smartass. She knows me well. Actually, I informed her, I already have 2 presents for her and I only anticipate getting 1 or 2 more things. Plus, I'm totally claiming credit for allowing her boyfriend to come spend the weekend with us - that should definitely count.

Speaking of whom, he is wearing a t-shirt today that says "Chicks Dig My Ride." They just left, headed for her makeup and hair appointments, because tonight is prom. In a few hours, I'll tear myself away from all-day appellate brief writing to meet up with them and stand around with the other parents and take way too many pictures.

Quickie

Heat off, windows open. I took the cat's favored position yesterday, supine with her legs in the air, as a signal that we could probably turn off the heater for a while:


I'm working. And have all but decided to take a quick nap - less than 4 hours - and get back up to continue working. I wish I could blame this current endeavor on someone else, but alas, I volunteered. Such a sucker.