Oh, the irony...

So, last week I had a phone call from a friend at my old job. Actually, I had SEVERAL calls from people I used to work with. The topic: My boss who quit. QUIT, after 6 1/2 months on the job, and just 3 days prior to the annual sales meeting. How's that for a twist? The most popular question seems to be "Would you consider going back?" It's an interesting question, I'll grant you. I'll be interested to see if the next call I get is from someone who thinks the answer might be "yes." Stay tuned....

Oh, my God, he'll be driving soon!

Joshua started Driver's Ed last week and through the wonders of youthful exhuberance for a topic of great interest, Rich and I are now "complete failures" as drivers, and "Really need to pay closer attention to what we are doing behind the wheel.". Whose brat is this anyway? So, here's the recap of day 2 Drivers Ed.: I picked Josh up at school because his class ends at 5:00 so there's no bus. Considering our temperatures were hovering in the single digits or lower last week, I thought this was pretty darn nice of me... Anyway, once he got in the car, he informs me that he's not going to talk to me the rest of the way home. Hmmm. This is odd. This kid NEVER keeps silent for that long. I figured he'd never last. So we pull into the driveway, and I stop so he can get out of the car but instead of opening the door, he turns to me and informs me that "I failed". "Failed what?" I ask. "The test", he says, and proceeds to tell me everything I neglected to do on the drive home. "Get Out! I said. Who made you the expert driver all of a sudden?".. " No really mom, we just reviewed this stuff in class today, and you failed." " No", I said, "Get out of my car!" Honestly. Of all the nerve.

I have to admit though... I am paying closer attention to what I am doing. It's clearly all part of an evil plan... We'll see who he tries to shmooze out of the car keys when he needs to take the test...

Piano Man

So, we bought an electronic keyboard just after Christmas. I have to interject here that this was actually Rich's idea because he had decided that maybe we should be doing something a little more diverse with our time than sitting in front of the boob tube. He thought it would be fun to learn a musical instrument and suggested a keyboard. So... we pooled a couple gift cards and bought one. So far, neither of us is Liberace, and probably won't be anytime soon, but it's fun to play around with and I, at least, am finding that I haven't forgotten all those piano lessons entirely! For now we're both starting back at the beginning with single-hand songs and a rudimentary review of how to read music. I think the refrain to insert here is, "practice, practice, practice..."