Yay!

My Boo is back! where from you might ask. From far, far away where she's been on some "outdoor ed" overnight thingie her school has engineered to make persons like myself sad/get the not-so-wee ones out of their traditional classrooms for a few days so they can go commune with "pond vertebrates." Whatev. Alls i know is she's back and she looks good/healthy/happy, cetera, cetera. Whew! {Sheesh. at some point i really must learn how to handle this whole separation thing a little more gracefully!}

In other news, week-end was nice. had a grown-up date with The Little Woman wherein we attended a grown-up birthday at The Cheese School in SF and sampled (you guessed it!) cheese! Now this just happens to be hilarious because those of you who know yours truly know i have less than no use for most kinds on non-processed food stuffs but the Wife loved it so i spose that's what really matters. Plus, everyone who i've subsequently described the event to seems to think they would have enjoyed it as well so now really, i'm just sort of hoping I have other compelling qualities that might keep the Wife interested/wondering if this is one of those instances where we may just have to agree to allow "date stand-ins" you know, like taking separate vacations....Anyhoo, curdled cow-based emissions notwithstanding, outing was fun. subsequent hanging out in a relatively empty house with my cute Lady Friend = even more fun. Rest of week-end involving packing for overnight, acquiring Jamba Juice and just general hanging about = also delightful.

K. quick word problem:

if two family members who have not seen each other in sixty thousand years are walking down the street post-hamburger-french fry pigout and one young man, late-twenties driving a blue pick up truck, stops to honk/gesticulate/grin/wave what are the odds that he is:

a) one of those random crazy people who likes to honk at well-fed, recently reunited mother/daughter groupings

b) wanting the primo parking space that is about to be vacated by the satiated set

c) an "old friend" of my 12-year-old who hasn't seen her in awhile but remembers how delightful she was when last they hung out and wants to say "hello!"

Really. I mean i get that my kid is da bomb but sometimes I wonder whether the twenty-five-years and up peeps might be better off finding folks their own age to hang out with... Just sayin'