Graduation day approaches. No, not mine, my son's high school graduation. Tomorrow is his last day at his high school. He doesn't seem to care, he isn't the least bit concerned. He's relieved to be finished, and looks forward to college, but not sad about leaving high school. I'll be more sentimental next year, when my younger son graduates, because he's the last one. Everyone in my family except ***me*** graduated from that same high school, and he's the last one. Oh well, there's so much more to look forward to. Like no kids in the house (just a sister-in-law who lives here) ... like being able to just go to sleep at night without having to get up at least once and tell them to get quiet ... like being able to just do whatever we want whenever we want ... well, not really, 'cuz we do have to work, especially when two of them are in college at the same time ... like no more calls from school to pick one of them up because they missed the bus or stayed after school for play practice or latin club or whatever ... like eating whatever we want to eat without anyone else saying it looks gross ... like being able to go somewhere after work without checking in at home first ... Well, I admit I'll miss them, I wonder if their father will ever admit to it? But first, there's graduation, then college registration day .. and in between, hopefully, the driver's license and the summer job.

Tata for now