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Random thoughts on a Tuesday

It is Tuesday.

Tuesdays are supposed to be quiet days, but in our home they are rather chaotic due to over scheduling - thanks to mom (me).

Chaotic Tuesdays will continue for the summer, again thanks to over scheduling mother who the home office says has no concept of time hence the overbooking of all members of the Schmidt house, excluding the dog. Mimi is wide open on Tuesdays if anyone would like to visit her she will be here alone in the laundry room because her family is out running amok.

Events for Tuesday, June 5th:

AE is attending her end of year picnic and is very excited. She is upstairs doing her hair for the third time this morning. She also cannot decide what to wear. Don't know why this trip to the park is causing so much clothing angst...

JG is off to last swimming lesson for this session at Foss. He is doing really well and daddy will be going with him to watch him swim like a wild man. He is then going to go hang out with his buddy KL.

I am off to tennis, first time I have hit the court in two weeks since last adventure when I sprained ankle of my good foot and then was declared a CHEATER by my opponents. Long, long sordid story behind the cheater declaration for which I will spare you all of the details. I will only say I truly believe all clinically insane people in Minnesota MUST be playing tennis as a form of therapy.

DLS is going to work and is anxiously awaiting escape from chaotic household on Thursday for testosterone golf weekend in Brainerd.

Mia. Well, Mia will be at home waiting for one of you to stop by for a visit.

Comments

Karen said…
I feel for you, sister. Why is it that our trials are generally of our own making???

I would, by the way, LOVE to hear the latest tennis story. It sounds too good to keep to yourself.
Chris said…
Yes, tell the story!
Susan said…
I think I may share it. I am really beginning to think I bring this out in people.

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