Today is the first full day of school for the public schools and the first day of actual classes for Brian. He had technical difficulties tying his tie this morning, and he didn't seem to know which books he was required to port back and forth on the first day of class, so that created some distress last night. Personally, I am allowing him to find his own way with limited guidance, which is what we were told at orientation. I think he'll learn the lessons better if he makes a mistake and gets corrected than if he is reminded in advance and doesn't make the mistake. As the brothers said the other night, he isn't going to be happy about having to bring us to college with him. Kevin feels the need to run continuous interference, repeatedly asking which books he should bring, despite both of our blank stares and unwavering, "I don't know"s.
And again, Brian's school bus showed up at 7:43, completely empty, with a 100 year old woman driver. So he got on, and I'll see if he takes it home. On Friday, he walked, but part of the reason was that he didn't know which of the massive array of buses in the circular drive was the one that had brought him, his personal chariot. He really, really doesn't need a bus, and I am shocked that he was provided with one. But how can this be, the school district is in such financial distress and yet a bus comes with only one student on it? I'm sure there are others but they probably don't need it either, and can't be bothered to wait. A few more days might yield some answers. Brian can walk to school in less time than it takes him to walk to the bus stop; but for some reason, I drive them to the bus in the mornings. But if he doesn't take the bus, who will? And what will become of his lady driver?
The weekend was a bit chilly, but I guess that is a fitting end for summer anyway. Saturday was a beautiful day with nice ocean breezes and a few waves here and there. We packed up expecting more of the same on Sunday, only to find the beach cold, windy and with red flags flying, indicating no swimming in the ocean. Yesterday was a bit better, but we went down at 3, after rearranging Megan's room, and just sat on the sand for a couple of hours. Then we went and ate at Bahr's (where the hostess asked me if I had brought my mother-in-law! hahaha! She remembered Brian's graduation dinner) and came home to get ready for the first morning of the school year. I had forgotten to buy lunch foods so we ran out at 9:30 last night only to find Acme had closed early for the holiday. Luckily the little convenience store next door was open and robbed us in exchange for a small jar of peanut butter and a couple of fiber one bars.
In other news, the house is very quiet now. Molly has an infection and cyst on her toe again, and Wilbur peed on the floor upstairs when he didn't get let out for three hours. He spent some time in the penalty box and has just recently been released, so he is probably off mauling Rusty or devouring someone's shoe or sock. The biggest news of the day so far is that my broken camera returned repaired, just in time for me not to need it. Oh, and a very long and unusual series of beeps was just emitted from the direction of the laundry room, which, with that washing machine, cannot be a good thing. I'd better go and check it out.
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