YaYa’s entry into middle school education comes equipped with a busy schedule of classes and a school locker. Working the combination lock was the topic of tonight’s dinner conversation. YaYa complained about how confusing it was to go around the dial with a varied number of turns. BoBo, noting “It’s as easy as three-two-one,” explained how you go around three times for the 1st number, two times for the 2nd, and three times for the last. I sure wish someone had clued me into this when I was first learning. It would have saved me from giving out my combination to anyone and everyone who was willing to help me open mine.
the sun also rises
After another fabulous 3-day weekend, we pile our things back into our vehicle and hit the road at o’dark thirty. And while we are making our way home…
who’s this kid think he is?
After waiting for over two hours for my son to return from his trip, off from the plane came a young man who looked a lot like my YaYa. The only problem was that he spoke kind of funny saying “bonsoir momma” and asking if I could cook him up some escargot. My mouth must have dropped open with the who does this kid think he is kind of look.
It turns out, that this boy actually was my YaYa. While vacationing in France, he’d learned a thing or two about good food and the finer ways of living. He says that lobster is really good, and that he likes veal, and lamb too.
As for chocolate croissants, he thinks he’ll take a break from them for a while — since he’s been eating them for breakfast for the past two weeks.
And as I heave-ho a suitcase that has gained considerably in weight, I wonder just how much weigh my young man has gained. He’ll still need to meet Pop Warner weight requirements. I’m afraid to look.
Bumpass Hell
I’m not sure how they came up with the name of this trail. Personally, I’d call it Bad Ass Trail.
inconceivable
As we drove into Yosemite Valley, I was awestruck — completely and utterly awestruck. The place was so amazing — so beautiful. Immediately, I felt a connection.
I was on the verge of tears as I turned on myPhone to snap a picture of the wonder before me. It was at that moment when a text message came in. It sent me right over the edge.