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Back to School—Woo Hoo! Er, I Love You, Son!

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The other night, around 8:00, I was oh-so-actively-and-athletically lying on my couch with my laptop on my stomach and my cat lying across my neck (yes, she believes that’s her official perch; this apparently implies that I lie on my couch way too much but I’m going to ignore that for now), and I realized that it was looking pretty gloomy outside. Ooh, a thunderstorm, I thought hopefully, because my son and mom and I just got back from two weeks visiting family in Southern California, and although we love and miss our family, we are so over relentless sun and “cool” evenings of 80 degrees.

Then I looked again. Nope. No thunderstorm. What, then? The apocalypse? No again. Well, maybe it is for my 10-year-old: It was merely getting dark. The sun had set. And it was only 8:00. We all know what that means! Summer’s over, bee-yotches! Time to go back to school! Woo hoo!

 

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