Friday, October 09, 2009

Does This Look Like a Kid Who Would Kick a Dog?

We had some major drama go down this week, I wrote about it at Rocky Mountain Moms but here are the Cliff Notes:

The Man-Cub was verbally assaulted by a drunken asshole while coming home from school on Wednesday. Hugh and I went a little nuts. The police were called. I yelled. Hugh yelled. The cops told the drunken asshole that, for a grown man, he was acting like a child. I was delighted to make the acquaintance of two young girls who witnessed the whole messy affair and who gave their testimony to the policeman with exaggerated head bobbing and finger waving the likes of which would make a drag queen proud. My son is more sure now than ever before that Hugh and I will always have his back and that he should probably leave maybe-stray dogs to fend for themselves in the future.

In totally unrelated news, the weekend cometh! Hugh and I are once again splitting duties-he will attend the Man-Cub’s football game while I travel to a neighboring town for The Teenager’s final volleyball tournament of the season.

The rest of the weekend will be filled with fabulously entertaining activities such as cleaning out the garage and doing laundry. Oooh, and let’s not forget tearing up the last remaining vestiges of the garden; I have a ton of spaghetti squash to harvest as well as one lone butternut squash and a few acorn squashes to pull. And did I mention the field trip to the Hellmouth for groceries? Yes, my weekend is shaping up to be that of which people dream.

On a less sarcastic note, I am planning to make a big pot of butternut squash soup so, the weekend won’t be total drudgery. Oh, it probably won’t be as exciting as yelling at drunken assholes but, you know; those opportunities are few and far between.

Thank goodness.

1 comment:

  1. Ooh, I always love the opportunity to yell at people! It's so rarely justified, and it's such a guilty pleasure once you're an adult who has been trained, in general, to use your INSIDE VOICE.