It looks like we made it through the first week of school. I say "looks like" because it is only 9:15 on Friday morning which leaves another six hours for the week to go to Hell in a hand basket. It could happen, people. But, I choose to look on the positive side.
Last night I attended my last Back to School Night at the Middle School. I didn't get any new information which is unsurprising given the fact that I have sat through five previous Middle School Back to School Nights.
Later today, the kids are having their school pictures taken. I spent sixty-two dollars for the privilege of documenting the awkward teenage years and I feel like it was money well spent.
Tomorrow, The Teenager plays in her first scrimmage of the season. Or, "plays", I guess. We'll see.
We are planning a trip to Neighboring City on Sunday; the purchase of homecoming dresses for The Teenager and two of her friends is the mission of the day. Hopefully we will find something that suits each girl and her (mother's) budget. I can say for certain that I am not interested in spending a fortune on a dress that my daughter will wear once or, possibly, twice.
All that said: the title of this post does not lie.