<p>maybe he could paint a ‘normal’ carrot (might need to use primer first). I’m sure the GF would appreciate the effort and ingenuity :-)</p>
<p><<smart, clueless=“” boys=“”>> yup, I have one of those too. In fact my BF who is 61 is one too.</smart,></p>
<p>Who wouldn’t like purple carrots?</p>
<p>Ah yes, that’s why S sometimes pulls D aside & urgently tells her, “We have to talk,” so he can ask her to clue him in on social interaction issues. I’m glad that at least he recognizes she’s better at social things than he (tho he is brilliant at other things & even pretty good at making friends & interviews).</p>
<p>When they were on a tour together, some folks thought they were BF/GF while to others, it was apparent they weren’t.</p>
<p>Not a phone call but yesterday’s comments on Facebook page:</p>
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<p>S1: Bear 10 ft up in the tree. I was 15 feet away.
Friend: … and then we chased it … with sticks.
S1: Oh the simple pleasures in life.</p>
<p>I got a text this morning from WildChild asking “What was the name of that oral surgeon Dr. (Dentist) sent me to?”</p>
<p>Fortunately, one of his friends wanted the referral!</p>
<p>Text message I received, while in executive staff meeting, from my friend the school board member.</p>
<p>Her: Did S make it to school okay this morning on the bus?
Me: As far as I know! Why do you ask?
Her: The bus that comes from your neighborhood was in an accident this morning. It was rear ended by a car.
Me: Really??? Well, our transportation (bus lines) director is in this meeting, so I’ll ask him what’s up. But no one has contacted me … except for you!
Her: They weren’t happy at the high school, since the bus proceeded on and then told the kids if they felt bad, to see the school nurse.
Me: Thanks for letting me know.</p>
<p>I turned out okay in the end. S was late to school, that’s all. To him, it was just another of life’s little annoyances. Now he’s old enough to drive himself to school.</p>
<p>^^^ Yowie. Can you spell l i a b i l i t y ?</p>
<p>Last Sunday we were in S2’s college town…4 hours away…we took him out for lunch, dropped him back at his house and hit the highway for home.</p>
<p>11:15 pm…we’re sound asleep when phone rings…jump out of bed in a panic</p>
<p>S2: Hey,umm, I can’t seem to find my keys. Do you think they might be in the backseat of your car?</p>
<p>Me: We cleaned all the stuff out of the car…didn’t see any keys.</p>
<p>S2: Oh, nevermind, just found them under some stuff on my recliner.</p>
<p>^^^yes, 11:15 pm for a college student is the equivalent of 7:15 for the rest of us.</p>
<p>Yea, my kids are rarely awake to answer the phone or much of anything else before noon, their time. D told me we’re much more likely to find her & S if we try calling around 11pm or midnite their time. Unfortunately, somehow most times when I call, they’re eating, night or past midnight!</p>
<p>My son goes to college 6 hours away… calls while I am at work…“hey mom look at my class schedule I emailed you and see where I am supposed to be would ya?”
We wondered how he would ever make it.</p>
<p>ME–
Many years ago–from a summer boarding school enrichment program…</p>
<p>Me: Hello Mom, Hi, yeah I am calling because the director here says I need to come home for the weekend…</p>
<p>Mom: What did you do…?(irritated)</p>
<p>Me: Well so and so, and so and so and I were running up and down the dorm halls after hours, spraying the fire extnguisher, and throwing the styrofoam “beans” from inside the bean bag chair around…and my room mate complained…</p>
<p>My folks drove to pick me up and my mother made me weed the flower beds all weekend…
I STILL hate gardening… ;o)
or
and so and so and the other so and so…didn’t have to go anywhere because their parents were “out of town/out of the country” something like that…
My folks were so ticked…</p>
<p>a few years later</p>
<p>Me: Hello Dad/Mom</p>
<p>Dad/Mom: Hi–whats up…etc etc</p>
<p>Me: well–my friends x,y,z,and a,b,and c went to abc-town for the weekend for this all day outdoor concert…
and xyz tv producers were the…
and after a bottle of Capt Morgans Spiced rum…
I entered the wet t-shirt contest…</p>
<p>Dad/Mom: uhm ok…and…</p>
<p>Me: …well… I won…</p>
<p>Dad/Mom: uh, ok , uh…(not knowing w3hat to say)… I guess it’s good you won…</p>
<p>Me: yeah–I just wanted you to know in case its on tv and someone tells you about it…</p>
<p>(deep breathing heard on the other side of the phone…)</p>
<p>Neither of those are stories our students know !</p>
<p>Actual phone call H got this week, “Dad, I’m getting married in two days” OK, they are not going to Vegas, have been engaged for a while and no one is pregnant or terminally ill, but!!! We could not sleep for two nights. </p>
<p>:eek:</p>
<p>BunsenBurner–hope you get to be at the wedding! ;o)</p>
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<p>Oh, boy, we’ve heard that one! The latest was this:
“I have a proposition for you…instead of me reimbursing you for my housing costs when I receive my scholarship money this month, I’ll just keep it and pay my own expenses for the coming semester so you won’t have to keep paying for everything.”</p>
<p>Also:
S2: Guess what?! I’m auditioning for American Idol!</p>
<p>And this one:
S2: Can you transfer some money into my account really quick?
me: I’d have to go to your bank in person to do that
S2: Well the thing is, I went to this Indian restaurant with some guys I don’t know very well, and it’s family style and they are ordering a bunch of stuff and said we’d just split it, and I don’t have any money at all! I’m calling you from the parking lot.
me: It’s 9 p.m. here. The bank is closed. I guess you’ll have to tell them what the deal is.
S2: I can’t do that! It would be too embarrassing! </p>
<p>This same son is now MIA in New Zealand (study abroad) and I’m trying not to worry. On Sunday he posted on his facebook that he was heading to the Bay Islands for some sightseeing and ocean kayaking. He didn’t say how long he planned to stay. Classes start this coming Monday. I’ve heard nothing since, and he usually calls or messages me at least once a day. But he can’t call, because he has an overseas cell phone and it’s too expensive (and I can’t find the number to it that he gave me!). Reading this thread reminds me that this is the kind of thing they do!</p>
<p>Timely,
Sounds like my D! She went skiing for the 1st time the other weekend. We heard NOTHING from her before, during or after the trip. I called her brother & he heard nothing as well. I finally sent her a frantic text, asking if she got home safely. She said she did & have a great time. Whew! She’s only 2500 miles away and on the same family cell plan but of course, too busy to call or text! GRRRR!</p>
<p>I’m sure your S will turn up & have had a great time! Sounds like he’s leading a fascinating life! We found out after the fact that S tried out several times for Jeopardy but was never chosen. D says he’s not eccentric enough to be “interesting” for their show; she’s probably right!</p>
<p>DD: “Mom, I’m at the mall and I got wedged between a pick-up truck and a big car in the parking lot and when I tried to pull out, I scratched against the truck – his car is fine, ours has a scratch, but the problem is I don’t know how to navigate to get out of this space without doing more damage.” While I’m trying to figure out how to get down there since she has my car, she says, “Oh, well a really nice man (I think possibly a security guard) just offered to get the car out of the space for me, should I let him?” I approved it and he did. And she turned that into a funny college app essay on life lessons and was admitted. Apparently, knowing when to call your mom is an important life lesson (that was one of her points.)</p>
<p>Geez BunsenBurner, that’s tough. My son at least gave me 2 weeks’ notice of his wedding date.</p>
<p>S2 turned up this morning! Says he just had one of the best vacations of his life in the Bay of Islands, which is somewhere off North Island in NZ. Okay, I can breathe again.</p>
<p>Another of his calls… He was a Texas boy new to southern California and had an internship in Hollywood last summer. He called me from a parking garage to tell me about his day and that he decided to stay in Hollywood and go to a movie to allow traffic to die down before he headed back home. He walks out of parking garage and there is lots of noise.
S2: Woah!
Me: What is it?
S2: There are lots of people here yelling. I think it’s a protest or something. Let me get closer
[lots of people yelling and screaming in the background]
S2: What? There is a red carpet out here. Hey, it’s a movie premiere! Adam Sandler just walked by!</p>
<p>Timely, that makes me think we should start a phone calls you DO want to receive or that are just fun to receive thread. I was sitting at DD’s graduation and haven’t yet seen the program when my cell phone rings. DD: “Mom, guess who just walked by me and was close enough to me that I could touch him?” Me: Who? DD: Paul McCartney! </p>
<p>I grew up in the sixties – it doesn’t get much bigger than that!</p>