This is a brown post. Virtually unheard of from me but then lots of things have been different recently. I want to first let Cousin Jack know that this is not about brand, it is a location thing. Second, I would prefer to call this color Deep Burgundy.
Last night was the first night of the St. Joseph's Auction. The 8th graders were able to do some volunteer time. They were to report to work at 5:00 p.m. Well it did not make any sense to have the girls go anywhere after school so we put them in Free Dress. Gave them negotiable instruments ( Money, Tully's Cards) and arranged pick-up times and places.
I called about 3:30 as I was leaving work after the very productive but exhausting week from hell. She answered in that coy, "oh, my mom is calling, I have to answer" way of the young teenager. I could hear giggles and young girl voices. We chatted for a moment and I took report. Who was there, how long they would be there. What they were eating and drinking, when they were leaving and confirmed the pick-up time.
When I "disconnected" the transmission, I smiled to myself. She is headed out the door towards those times where most of her social time is spent with her friends. I felt great knowing she has great friends, a head a good head on her shoulders and is able to act so "normal".
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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