- It isn’t really time for a 15 in 5 again. A) I’ve been told you people like them. B) I have only random thoughts this week. C) Our deadline was changed because of the impending weather, and I wasn’t prepared.
- Speaking of impending weather, a couple of weeks ago, I “wrote” that it didn’t snow. Our print deadline was before the actual weather event. Although I had complete faith in the prediction for snow (and I pushed the SNOW button, duh), our editors did not. It snowed. I knew it would.
- Atlanta had it much worse than we did. The thing I find most entertaining about it all is the number of complainers about the poorly predicted storm. Look, it happens in the sky. The weather people have no control. It’s a matter of training and opinion. They’ve got a 50/50 chance.
- The school officials are damned if they do, damned if they don’t. Close school too early, Facebook blows up with ridicule. Close schools too late, and well, ATLANTA. Give ‘em a break. I’m sure they aren’t trying to ruin your life.
- As for schools being closed, I completely understand the stress for parents whose jobs require them to work, even when schools are out. I’m also sensitive to the folks who don’t get paid if they don’t work. That’s stressful. Besides having to make up the time, teachers need not complain. If you have kids, you’re home with them. You get a break from mine.
- Please accept the things you cannot change. You might even have fun!
- My beautiful sister in law got married a couple of weeks ago. It was a tiny, sweet ceremony at her parents’ home. About 20 people attended. After having gone to so many big weddings, including my own, over the years, I’ll tell you this: small weddings are better. Everyone you invite knows they’re important.
- The Boy, regarding his aunt’s wedding, said, “I fought back like a million tears. She’s had a major life milestone today!” See? The 10-year-old got it. He didn’t go to a huge party. He watched two people get married, by our priest, in front of their families.
- Yeah, so did you hear that? I said TEN.
- The days are long, and the years are short. Time flies. Hold them while you can! All of those, and so many more are true. It’s fast.
- When parents say they can’t believe their son or daughter is xy years old, I’m inclined to make fun. You can count right? Read a calendar? Believe it. The reason I won’t actually make fun is I can’t believe my son is 10 years old.
- I asked him what he thought about turning 10. He said, “It’s not that different really. I’m one year closer to becoming president, that’s all.
- I asked him what he’d do if he was too big to snuggle with his Mama next year, when he turns 11. He promises he’ll never be too big. I need to charge the video camera.
- With more bad weather coming through as I write, I hope y’all are prepared. I’m not talking about milk, bread and eggs. You need wine, Cheetos, firewood and bourbon. Chocolate might be good, too.
- If the storm is everything “they” promise, there will be power outages and travel will be dangerous at best. Be careful. Staying home from work? Love your people, people. Consider it bonus time. My TEN (!) year old and I will see you on the flip side. Cheers!
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