As I slowly recovered from the sight of Brian's report card, Megan's showed up in the mail. She completed another year with nothing less than an A, and in fact, mostly A+'s. Since these are all in honors classes, they will be weighted more heavily than a regular, non-honors class would be. So when they calculate class rank in two years, this year will give her a boost. and, hopefully, she can keep it up, although she has some really tough classes next year, including honors chemistry and a second math class in addition to the required geometry.
Anyway, that was one small consolation, although not an unexpected one. And if only she could put that kind of effort into cleaning her room, or washing her face and hair, or even caring for these warts that she has on her foot, another source of angst for me. About two years ago, they were only one wart. She had a pedicure, and the wart was filed. It blossomed. I took her to the podiatrist, where we had had such luck the last time, and he started the same treatments. It seemed like they were working really well, you couldn't see anything, but he said that he could still see a small bit of it, and freezing would take care of it. So he blasted it with the liquid nitrogen, and it responded by multiplying like chipmunks. Now it is a pile of warts, and I will not go back to him. He said the next step was laser surgery to remove it.
But we have appointments at the dermatologist next month so I'll show it to him. He's very good, too. Really, they are not a problem, but they are unsightly. I have told her to try what he recommended, 'wart stick' followed by duct tape, but she doesn't like to use the wart stick because it makes them stand out more initially. So that's a saga for another day. She also has a mole on her shoulder that is looking scarier, and Brian has his large 'congenital nevus' that needs to be rechecked. I'm sure it hasn't changed, but I try to stay on top of it anyway.
The Christ Church Pilgrims left on Friday for their pilgrimage to Northumbria, England. They left without Megan, and two others from their group, but one of the two is a disabled boy so that is a different story. I have been feeling slightly guilty about not having sent her. I regularly follow a few caringbridge sites, and I am still following the page of the swimmer with the brain tumor.
This girl was an Olympic hopeful a few years ago, at the age of 15, when she was stricken with brain cancer. An initial surgery was supposed to be all it would take to halt this non-aggressive cancer, but three months later, it was back, and it was aggressive. A second surgery rendered her unable to use one side of her body effectively, and dramatically stunted her speech. Over the past few years, she has been fighting, with her parents (mostly her mother) by her side the whole way.
Through it all, she has never stopped swimming. Her father got a new job in Seattle, so they moved across the country and had to find all new doctors, friends, and schools. She continued to swim. The tumor was back and she was told there was no hope, but they found a clinical trial for her. That held the tumor at bay for quite some time, and then there was a change again. Still, she swam. Just over the past few months, she was selected to represent the US in Beijing at the paralympic trials.
Then she got sick again. One of the tumor sites (I guess) bled into her brain as a result of the radiation it received. Also at the same time, they discovered cancer cells in her brain stem. She had more surgery to clean up the bleed, and just underwent more radiation on the brain stem; it was her only hope of halting this dizziness, which had put her Olympic dreams on hold again.
Anyway, in reading this blog for the past few years, I have followed her many travels to exotic places, and read of the things she has done with her family. It all makes me feel very small and insignificant in my little world where I didn't want to allow my daughter to travel to Northern England to tour monasteries and revisit the roots of the Episcopal church. I am not so much saying that I wish I had let her go, as I think that we need to do more of these things. The Fresh Air Fund and the exchange student are a step in this direction, but we are still keeping ourselves in this little world, and part of the problem is swimming. It is so all-consuming that there is no time to live. For any of us...and for what?
Well, those are my thoughts for the day. In other news, C called us yesterday morning! All he said to me was "yes" or "no" but then he got on the phone with Brian and talked a little more. I was surprised to hear that he is only going into 5th grade, which is two years behind where he should be, which is probably not unusual, but is unfortunate nonetheless. We have still been emailing back and forth with E, but now she is off to a week-long adventure at an outdoor concert series. I hope she never asks me to allow her to do anything like this! I'll have to defer to the agency rep. I wouldn't want to allow her to do anything where she might potentially not survive! Finally, we are off to the Blue Claws game this afternoon. Our church bought a bunch of tickets, and then they were unable to sell many of them. I bought five to bring a friend for Megan, thinking Brian's group would be there anyway. But we were the only family in the group that bought tickets, and Megan couldn't find anyone to go. So it's just us, and our one extra ticket. They were only $6, so I consider it a donation to the church.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Damn those Ducks.
Not enough wine in California, I say. It's just been one of those days. I let Megan skip her beach club practice because she had two Y practices yesterday and was just worn out. I dragged Brian out of bed and took him, because he needs it. I went for my walk and was sweating bullets from the humidity. I thought I must have bullet holes in my face and blood was pouring out, but I was just sweating.
Anyway, come back to find out that between bees and lane line issues, they did a beach practice instead of a pool one. Waste of time. Then it started to rain. But at least I wasn't the one to crash my car into the seawall, as the Favorite Boy's sister did. Oh well. A lesson learned about the hood of your car being longer than you think it is.
So then our E saga continued. I realized the paper she had been sent told her almost nothing about us. She had Megan's Facebook, but that is mostly meaningless banter, plus it says she is married to someone named Michael, before that she was married to Charlie and before that Michael and Charlie were married to one another. But E doesn't know that. So I sent her a whole email telling her about the town and the school, and attached a few pictures of us, and, lo and behold, she still wants to come! So she will be here sometime between August 21 and 26. She said her original date was the 23rd, but other students are leaving on the 21 and 26, so she will travel with them if possible. I told her the 21st is better, but we will work it out no matter what. We have our physical appointments for the school sports forms on the 26th in the morning.
Oh, by the way, the board approved her enrollment last night. Now we just need an official letter.
But then, the mail came. Sigh. Oh, make it stop. In the mail was a letter from the schools. I thought it would be Brian's test scores, but worse, it was his report card. He received three C's this marking period: spanish, science, and language arts. I am so upset about this. Somehow I feel the school will not think it is worth getting this upset over, but I certainly do. Social studies was a B+, as was math; math should have been an A. I do not know what to do with this kid anymore. So I took him to baseball, and came home and poured myself the largest glass of wine that I could hold. It just never ends with him. I was expecting report cards tomorrow. And I still have the test scores to look forward to. Oh, help me, please.
Oh, yeah, and Megan's SAT2 scores were finally available online. Her friends texted her and said they got a 540 and a 560. I couldn't log in and then finally managed to. She got a 530. Not so good. The others studied and prepared more, but honestly, that is out of 800, so none of them are getting into any school based on those scores. Any school that requires an SAT2 in the first place will look for a grade of 700 or higher - perhaps even an 800. But I don't think most schools actually even require them anyway, which renders this nothing more than an exercise in test taking. The girl who got the highest score left the most blank. The others must have lost points on their guesses. Megan, rocket scientist, answered them all.
So that is that. In other news, um. Well, we have strange white bugs in the soil under one of the plants in the yard. I am going to try to trap some and take them to a garden center. Hopefully they are easily eliminated; I hope the plant will at least bloom. It looked like it had been doing so well up till now! Oh, and the shed. Kevin's shed is being delivered on Saturday. He is so excited! And the neighbors who already hate us because our pool ran water past their driveway for ten days will be really furious when they see this thing show up!! Haha!
Anyway, come back to find out that between bees and lane line issues, they did a beach practice instead of a pool one. Waste of time. Then it started to rain. But at least I wasn't the one to crash my car into the seawall, as the Favorite Boy's sister did. Oh well. A lesson learned about the hood of your car being longer than you think it is.
So then our E saga continued. I realized the paper she had been sent told her almost nothing about us. She had Megan's Facebook, but that is mostly meaningless banter, plus it says she is married to someone named Michael, before that she was married to Charlie and before that Michael and Charlie were married to one another. But E doesn't know that. So I sent her a whole email telling her about the town and the school, and attached a few pictures of us, and, lo and behold, she still wants to come! So she will be here sometime between August 21 and 26. She said her original date was the 23rd, but other students are leaving on the 21 and 26, so she will travel with them if possible. I told her the 21st is better, but we will work it out no matter what. We have our physical appointments for the school sports forms on the 26th in the morning.
Oh, by the way, the board approved her enrollment last night. Now we just need an official letter.
But then, the mail came. Sigh. Oh, make it stop. In the mail was a letter from the schools. I thought it would be Brian's test scores, but worse, it was his report card. He received three C's this marking period: spanish, science, and language arts. I am so upset about this. Somehow I feel the school will not think it is worth getting this upset over, but I certainly do. Social studies was a B+, as was math; math should have been an A. I do not know what to do with this kid anymore. So I took him to baseball, and came home and poured myself the largest glass of wine that I could hold. It just never ends with him. I was expecting report cards tomorrow. And I still have the test scores to look forward to. Oh, help me, please.
Oh, yeah, and Megan's SAT2 scores were finally available online. Her friends texted her and said they got a 540 and a 560. I couldn't log in and then finally managed to. She got a 530. Not so good. The others studied and prepared more, but honestly, that is out of 800, so none of them are getting into any school based on those scores. Any school that requires an SAT2 in the first place will look for a grade of 700 or higher - perhaps even an 800. But I don't think most schools actually even require them anyway, which renders this nothing more than an exercise in test taking. The girl who got the highest score left the most blank. The others must have lost points on their guesses. Megan, rocket scientist, answered them all.
So that is that. In other news, um. Well, we have strange white bugs in the soil under one of the plants in the yard. I am going to try to trap some and take them to a garden center. Hopefully they are easily eliminated; I hope the plant will at least bloom. It looked like it had been doing so well up till now! Oh, and the shed. Kevin's shed is being delivered on Saturday. He is so excited! And the neighbors who already hate us because our pool ran water past their driveway for ten days will be really furious when they see this thing show up!! Haha!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Little Update
This morning, in my gmail, was an email! It was from E! She received by mail a piece of paper notifying her of her placement. It didn't have any of the additional information that I rushed to fill in, in fact, I think I know what it was, it was the "placement notification" form that I had to complete.
So I have written her back and she has written me again, but I have also turned her loose on Megan, and vice versa, so the two of them are Facebook friends. Since she hadn't been sent any pictures, these are the first images she is having of our world. However, the only one in those pictures who is identified is Megan, so she still has no idea what the rest of us look like.
The board meeting is scheduled for tonight, but they have lost a member. On Sunday night, one of them died. I don't see any notification on the website that they have postponed the meeting, although the wakes are today. The funeral is tomorrow, so perhaps they either went to the early wake or will adjourn from the meeting and go straight to the evening session. At any rate, perhaps I will have a confirmation on the approval by later tonight; then we can start to make plans with the school.
In other news, the beach club swim team people have helped me out a little by adding C's name to the roster, so he will be able to receive a swim team t-shirt, and practice with them, and also swim in the two meets scheduled for the week he is here (if he is so inclined). They waived the $50 charge, but I did say I would pay the guest fee if we were staying at the club. All he has to do to race is swim one lap of freestyle, so hopefully he can do that. Maybe Megan can work with him a little before the first meet. Oh, and Brian's neck seems to be better. Maybe he just slept on it wrong, or perhaps it was something to do with the cold water when he swam that morning. That was my little reality check, in case I was getting too comfortable in life, the way the ducks were lining up and all.
So I have written her back and she has written me again, but I have also turned her loose on Megan, and vice versa, so the two of them are Facebook friends. Since she hadn't been sent any pictures, these are the first images she is having of our world. However, the only one in those pictures who is identified is Megan, so she still has no idea what the rest of us look like.
The board meeting is scheduled for tonight, but they have lost a member. On Sunday night, one of them died. I don't see any notification on the website that they have postponed the meeting, although the wakes are today. The funeral is tomorrow, so perhaps they either went to the early wake or will adjourn from the meeting and go straight to the evening session. At any rate, perhaps I will have a confirmation on the approval by later tonight; then we can start to make plans with the school.
In other news, the beach club swim team people have helped me out a little by adding C's name to the roster, so he will be able to receive a swim team t-shirt, and practice with them, and also swim in the two meets scheduled for the week he is here (if he is so inclined). They waived the $50 charge, but I did say I would pay the guest fee if we were staying at the club. All he has to do to race is swim one lap of freestyle, so hopefully he can do that. Maybe Megan can work with him a little before the first meet. Oh, and Brian's neck seems to be better. Maybe he just slept on it wrong, or perhaps it was something to do with the cold water when he swam that morning. That was my little reality check, in case I was getting too comfortable in life, the way the ducks were lining up and all.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Crazy Weather!
This is a crazy week - storms, sun, hot, cool, humid, dry. It never stays one way for long! This morning at the beach, it seemed like it was going to be a postcard-perfect day, but then at around 1, our skies opened up. It was raining so hard that the street couldn't even accommodate all the water and it was running like a river. Now it's all gone and the sun is shining brightly.
Megan is babysitting next door again, so we didn't get to stay at the beach. It may not have even rained there, although there was a huge blob moving across the radar. I'm trying to decide how to spend my time, and that is how I seem to have spent most of it!
Brian has put me into a near panic by complaining of neck pain. He said it started to hurt him yesterday, while he was swimming in the practice. Of course, my blood runs cold and my heart beats out of my chest when he has these complaints. Invariably he produces some new complaint each July, so I can begin to panic for our August doctor's appointment. This year, of course, we have no MRI scheduled, and I would *really* like for there NOT to be one. I am just not up for it. I think it's time for a break. So I am making him lay low. I gave him some motrin, and he didn't go to practice today anyway because he had to get his teeth cleaned.
Anyway, that is it. Life is quite boring and slow right now. I need to get all the humdrum daily chores caught up before we go away on July 6; and I am still trying to decide how to best furnish the guest bedroom, and what to do with the computer set-up and rolltop desk. I am now leaning towards leaving the desk, and getting a smaller one for the computer in the family room. Then we can move back in there when E leaves; just in case we never do this again, I don't want to completely rearrange our lives permanently. After all, we do have the guest room in the basement. I just can't stick her there, it wouldn't be right.
I keep finding things on online sites, and then I wish it were possible to see them in person. I wanted to drive up to Ikea today, but then Brian mumbled and grumbled. Tomorrow, maybe I won't give him a choice. I can't go alone, the packages are huge, and you need someone to wait with your things while you go get the car anyway. Plus, it is a long ride of about 40 minutes. I also found a nice Captain's Bed for pretty cheap at an online store, and they have a showroom in NJ, but it's in Newark. And then I'd have to get a mattress, too. And there is also the option of dismantling Brian's bunk and putting one bed in the guest room. That's currently my second choice, to buying a cheap bed from Ikea and sticking a twin mattress on it.
I also want to get new carpet for Brian's room (his stinks) and he needs a new dresser (his drawers don't slide properly). But I don't know where to go to get it, and then the bed will have to be dismantled anyway, to get it out of the room, and that would be the perfect time to put the other half as the guest bed. So all of these things are intertwined. Buying the new carpet will be like opening a can of worms.
So, in other news, report cards will be mailed out on Friday. The board meeting where we expect approval for E is tomorrow night, so maybe the blog will be a little more interesting after that. I put together a card and a little photo essay and sent it along to C in the Bronx, so he can see our house, pool, beach, and the race track. I also enclosed the church portrait we had done. I hope I don't get a call in a few days saying he's changed his mind!
Megan is babysitting next door again, so we didn't get to stay at the beach. It may not have even rained there, although there was a huge blob moving across the radar. I'm trying to decide how to spend my time, and that is how I seem to have spent most of it!
Brian has put me into a near panic by complaining of neck pain. He said it started to hurt him yesterday, while he was swimming in the practice. Of course, my blood runs cold and my heart beats out of my chest when he has these complaints. Invariably he produces some new complaint each July, so I can begin to panic for our August doctor's appointment. This year, of course, we have no MRI scheduled, and I would *really* like for there NOT to be one. I am just not up for it. I think it's time for a break. So I am making him lay low. I gave him some motrin, and he didn't go to practice today anyway because he had to get his teeth cleaned.
Anyway, that is it. Life is quite boring and slow right now. I need to get all the humdrum daily chores caught up before we go away on July 6; and I am still trying to decide how to best furnish the guest bedroom, and what to do with the computer set-up and rolltop desk. I am now leaning towards leaving the desk, and getting a smaller one for the computer in the family room. Then we can move back in there when E leaves; just in case we never do this again, I don't want to completely rearrange our lives permanently. After all, we do have the guest room in the basement. I just can't stick her there, it wouldn't be right.
I keep finding things on online sites, and then I wish it were possible to see them in person. I wanted to drive up to Ikea today, but then Brian mumbled and grumbled. Tomorrow, maybe I won't give him a choice. I can't go alone, the packages are huge, and you need someone to wait with your things while you go get the car anyway. Plus, it is a long ride of about 40 minutes. I also found a nice Captain's Bed for pretty cheap at an online store, and they have a showroom in NJ, but it's in Newark. And then I'd have to get a mattress, too. And there is also the option of dismantling Brian's bunk and putting one bed in the guest room. That's currently my second choice, to buying a cheap bed from Ikea and sticking a twin mattress on it.
I also want to get new carpet for Brian's room (his stinks) and he needs a new dresser (his drawers don't slide properly). But I don't know where to go to get it, and then the bed will have to be dismantled anyway, to get it out of the room, and that would be the perfect time to put the other half as the guest bed. So all of these things are intertwined. Buying the new carpet will be like opening a can of worms.
So, in other news, report cards will be mailed out on Friday. The board meeting where we expect approval for E is tomorrow night, so maybe the blog will be a little more interesting after that. I put together a card and a little photo essay and sent it along to C in the Bronx, so he can see our house, pool, beach, and the race track. I also enclosed the church portrait we had done. I hope I don't get a call in a few days saying he's changed his mind!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Lining up the Ducks
I always like to have my ducks in a row, so these past few weeks and months have been hard on me with all the uncertainty of the fresh air, exchange, and national cut mysteries. But now we are almost on the way to having all the ducks in a row. The fresh air is obviously settled, the exchange student has just one alleged formality of an obstacle set to take place in two days, and the Y has finally, finally, made public the times for the national meet in 2009, and we're still going!!! Now we have to find an affordable hotel and worry about what E will or won't want to do, but that's just minor for now.
So we are off to the beach club for the morning practices this week. Brian won't be able to take part in the swim team much this year, but that's Ok with him. He will go the first few weeks, then he has baseball camp, then we are away. Also, while we have C from Fresh Air, I'm not sure how he will like it, so we might not bother to go down all the time. Megan will be working her MWF volunteer job anyway, so she will only practice with them on Tuesdays and Thursdays. She has Y practices anyway, these are just for fun for her.
Well, I hear the dryer beeping, so I can go and get ready to leave. I'll take my morning walk while they swim. In other news, I discovered why my blood pressure has been so low: my arm has been too high! So I have had to start taking new readings and a couple of times the bottom number was around 82-85. This morning it was just 74 so I was encouraged. I'll see how that goes, and will get back to the elimination of salt and fat, and the daily walks. (disclaimer: post not proofread)
So we are off to the beach club for the morning practices this week. Brian won't be able to take part in the swim team much this year, but that's Ok with him. He will go the first few weeks, then he has baseball camp, then we are away. Also, while we have C from Fresh Air, I'm not sure how he will like it, so we might not bother to go down all the time. Megan will be working her MWF volunteer job anyway, so she will only practice with them on Tuesdays and Thursdays. She has Y practices anyway, these are just for fun for her.
Well, I hear the dryer beeping, so I can go and get ready to leave. I'll take my morning walk while they swim. In other news, I discovered why my blood pressure has been so low: my arm has been too high! So I have had to start taking new readings and a couple of times the bottom number was around 82-85. This morning it was just 74 so I was encouraged. I'll see how that goes, and will get back to the elimination of salt and fat, and the daily walks. (disclaimer: post not proofread)
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sunday Stories
I am home alone. Kevin and Megan went to the Yankee game - or I should say Reds game - at the courtesy of the Favorite Boy's dad's contact. Well, on the ride up to the game, the contact was banished back to the minor leagues! So he is not even at the stadium, he is packing up his things. The rest of them did manage to get seats, but I don't think they got any special privileges. I will update later.
Brian had baseball practice in preparation for a tournament over July 4th weekend, and now he is at a friend's house. I came home to make sure Molly wasn't in the yard, and to have some lunch. The house is a mess but I don't think it's fair that while everyone else plays, I have to stay home and shuffle their stuff around. But I supposed at the very least I can scoop the litterboxes. All the cats are here, they haven't abandoned me.
And so after waiting since literally the first day of Nationals in April, they finally posted the time standards on the web site. It turns out they have been out since June 1, but they forgot to put them up for the world to see. Now they have the link posted, and it doesn't work! I am about to lose my mind over this one!!!
Anyway, that's about it. In other news, I am trying to figure out how to best rearrange the guest bedroom for E when she comes (seems more like 'when' than 'if' now). C from the Fresh Air Fund will probably share Brian's room and sleep on the bottom bunk, but I can't make E share a double bed with Megan. So I have to either take apart Brian's bunks or buy her a new twin bed and stick it in that room; without breaking the bank. I should start garage-saling! Anyway, it's fun to have a project like that.
Brian had baseball practice in preparation for a tournament over July 4th weekend, and now he is at a friend's house. I came home to make sure Molly wasn't in the yard, and to have some lunch. The house is a mess but I don't think it's fair that while everyone else plays, I have to stay home and shuffle their stuff around. But I supposed at the very least I can scoop the litterboxes. All the cats are here, they haven't abandoned me.
And so after waiting since literally the first day of Nationals in April, they finally posted the time standards on the web site. It turns out they have been out since June 1, but they forgot to put them up for the world to see. Now they have the link posted, and it doesn't work! I am about to lose my mind over this one!!!
Anyway, that's about it. In other news, I am trying to figure out how to best rearrange the guest bedroom for E when she comes (seems more like 'when' than 'if' now). C from the Fresh Air Fund will probably share Brian's room and sleep on the bottom bunk, but I can't make E share a double bed with Megan. So I have to either take apart Brian's bunks or buy her a new twin bed and stick it in that room; without breaking the bank. I should start garage-saling! Anyway, it's fun to have a project like that.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Beach Bums
Today was absolutely perfect at the beach! I almost didn't want to go, I just didn't feel like it, and as we got to the bridge and the thermometer in my car read 74 degrees, I was really getting anxious. Last time we went it was about 90 at home, and the beach was freezing and windswept. Not so today. It was perfect weather, a nice breeze, no bugs, no ocean pests, barely a cloud in the sky, and a nice warm (not too hot) sun. No waves to speak of, but we weren't there to surf, so that was fine. And for the first time, I chose the spot rather than joining other people, and I chose it right on the crest of the sand-hill, so we had a perfect view of the ocean the entire time. Megan was happy because most of her favorite people were there: her two friends from school snuck across from the 'free' beach next door, and her Favorite Boy was also there.
We got there at 12:30 and stayed till about 6, when we had to leave to go to a party for the 'pilgrims' from church, who are about to embark on their 13 day pilgrimage to England to follow the ancient history of the Episcopal church. This is the trip on which we chose not to send Megan, for several reasons, and I am feeling pretty glad that I stuck with my feeling on that. We left Brian at the beach and he was thrilled. His group didn't leave until 9:30, so we all got home at 10.
So, tomorrow, Megan and Kevin are invited to the Yankee game with the Favorite Boy and his dad. The dad is in some sort of clothing business, and makes these shirts that have become quite a hit with the jet setters. He gives them out complimenentarily (?) to most of them, in fact I believe they were even featured on Oprah. So he is able to get them tickets to the game not through the Yankees, but through his customers, the Reds! They will be sitting with the Reds wives, and MAY be able to get onto the field! But I warned them not to dress as Yankee fans! Not that either one of them are, anyway.
In other news, now that it looks as if our fresh air and exchange student issues have been resolved, we await the word of the time cuts for the 2009 Y meet. They had been guaranteed to be posted by June 1, which has clearly come and gone. There is a message forum, and I have been checking every day to see what is going on. Just today, someone asked again when they might be available. The reply was that the webmaster would post them soon. Finally, we will have answers to all of the mysteries, hopefully by the middle of next week!
We got there at 12:30 and stayed till about 6, when we had to leave to go to a party for the 'pilgrims' from church, who are about to embark on their 13 day pilgrimage to England to follow the ancient history of the Episcopal church. This is the trip on which we chose not to send Megan, for several reasons, and I am feeling pretty glad that I stuck with my feeling on that. We left Brian at the beach and he was thrilled. His group didn't leave until 9:30, so we all got home at 10.
So, tomorrow, Megan and Kevin are invited to the Yankee game with the Favorite Boy and his dad. The dad is in some sort of clothing business, and makes these shirts that have become quite a hit with the jet setters. He gives them out complimenentarily (?) to most of them, in fact I believe they were even featured on Oprah. So he is able to get them tickets to the game not through the Yankees, but through his customers, the Reds! They will be sitting with the Reds wives, and MAY be able to get onto the field! But I warned them not to dress as Yankee fans! Not that either one of them are, anyway.
In other news, now that it looks as if our fresh air and exchange student issues have been resolved, we await the word of the time cuts for the 2009 Y meet. They had been guaranteed to be posted by June 1, which has clearly come and gone. There is a message forum, and I have been checking every day to see what is going on. Just today, someone asked again when they might be available. The reply was that the webmaster would post them soon. Finally, we will have answers to all of the mysteries, hopefully by the middle of next week!
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