Go down the shore or not? Go. In NJ we "go down the shore" rather than going to the beach. We went to beautiful, 1 hour away, Sandy Hook. Christina got turned around amidst all of the unbrellas and was lost for an hour, though Melanie and I only knew it for about 10 minutes. We found her calmly talking to a Lifeguard about where her family might be. Joe and Kate didn't know it either. Christina zigged when she should have zagged, and everybody else thought she was with the people she was supposed to be with. She didn't panic at all, which is so much like her. She has always been very independent.
Buy a car or not? Buy. Kate has worked and saved like mad, and decided to buy a car. We have a friend who is a car broker and he is getting her one. Either a Buick or a Ford Taurus would be best we think. I want some metal between her and the mobile madness called driving in New Jersey. That means no Corollas or Focuses, Focae? Foci? You get the point.
Play or not play? Play. Joe had a mini-crisis over football, and nearly quit before camp started, but the team captain talked him down and he is happily sweating and hitting tackling dummies with other large teenagers. The crisis was spawned by the collective wisdom of his other 15 year old friends. Need I say more?
Arrange or not? Not. I have found Kathleen's future husband, but Melanie has forbidden me from taking a deposit and holding it in escrow.
Anyway, life goes on here in Jersey. Later.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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I am so dumb. I wrote a nice response mentioning all the kids parts, Christina's side trip at the beach, Joseph's football decision, Kathleens car (and of course the "arrangement") Plus I vied for a little sympathy when I mentioned how busy we were at work, and then I forgot to send it right. So, I guess I won't send one tonight. Oh, Taylor just called for me to get the weather watch going becausethere is a tornado warning for Portage county. So, Bye for Mom
Well it all sounds rather eventful and exciting. We have done some similar matchmaking for Riley. The father of third grade Abigail Winham and I have determined our chlidren shall be wed. We simply haven't gotten around to telling them.
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