<p>I’ve given the marmots directions to sluggjr’s dorm. It may take them a few weeks to hitch their way up to UCD, but I’m hoping that they’ll make it in time for Spring registration. </p>
<p>It’s the middle of Winter Quarter, the crappiest time of the academic year for all California college students. Phil, the weather marmot guru, predicted an early Spring, so I’m hoping that the happy daffodils will come up and the almond trees will bloom, and the CFFH will be excited to register for Spring classes. We’d like him to finish out the year, too, but we’ll see. </p>
<p>Normally, I would be spazzing out about this latest development, but this time he is telling us what he wants to do and not the other way around. We’re not “raising” him anymore (we counsel), and as we all know, the college years are long and winding. As long as we maintain our boundaries, the little *%$! can do what he wants. It’s a good thing when respect (^ignore that last sentence) comes back into the relationship with a sluggson who is starting to make his own decisions. </p>
<p>btw, slugg, keep drinking the wine, etc., I would be spazzing in your shoes…though less so with 2nd or 3rd child than I would have with the first! I have come to realize there are many paths to “success”… but some are sure more convenient than others!</p>
<p>Ha! The pizza thread is a good one. And kids don’t want to believe anyone over 30 has sex, and especially not their own grey-haired/balding parents. They’re pretty sure we did a few times…that’s how they got here, after all…</p>
<p>And carets ^-^ can also be raised eyebrows. ;)</p>
<p>mmm pinot noir and pizza sounds like a magical pairing food and wine…add American Idol and it’s nirvana!</p>
<p>here’s my dilemma about the evening glass of wine (or 2): we all agree it’s ok for you and your partner to imbibe in front of the kids (as long as it isn’t the cheap stuff, ha ha); but what if you are single? does it make you a bad mom, because now you are drinking alone, and isn’t that a BAD SIGN and a BAD EXAMPLE??</p>
<p>I know I will get a reassuring answer to this here in SA Happy Hour!</p>
<p>guess Im just remembering my first drinking experience where I drank almost a bottle of wine in a short time…because nothing was happening at first, and I thought if I drank more, then surely <strong>something</strong> would happen…and then it all happened at once. if my parents had shown me the proper and civilized way to sip a glass of wine, I would have been spared that dreadful experience.</p>
<p>so, OK, we are teaching them the proper way to drink then , agree?</p>
<p>now where is that pizza thread and what does pizza have to do with sex at our advanced ages, she wonders…</p>
<p>wecandothis, a glass of wine with dinner is a sign of civilization, whether one is a single parent or not. A bottle of wine with dinner for a single parent is another story :)</p>
<p>Slugg. I’m with ya babe. All the way from Shanghai yet again. Luckily, Cabernet can be found here too. Don’t know about the feather duster, and can’t look due to Avian Flu fears. But I’m with ya babe. Tell SluggS to finish out with the grades that reflect the sluggbrains and then send him here. Western music is all the rage…</p>
<p>The road to the meaning of the story is winding. And one never knows the inflexion point until it has passed. They don’t make calculus for life. Unfortunately or fortunately. Skoal!</p>
<p>Doggone it, I just wrote a post, and about two thirds of it showed up on the board. This is the second time this week that’s happened. Okay, I’ll post the last part…</p>
<p>I’m too lazy to figure out how to do fancy letters (and the pain meds aren’t exactly helping with my concentration), but Happy Valentine’s Day from me too! I got some great medical news today, so am celebrating and hoping you will all join me.</p>
<p>DH is out of town so we celebrated early. I’m home, snowbound until I remove some ice-covered branches from the driveway, and alternately feeding the birds and the thieving squirrels. They remind me of marmots, for some strange reason. :)</p>
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Give me an apron, a feather duster, and a pizza, and I’m good to go. :)</p>