So to answer yesterday's unresolved issues

Kayla's coach is Isidro and I have his phone number

And Orientation for kindergarten was at 2 pm.

And it was, uh, interesting.

And I was stunned by the number of families there. Yes. Families. As in Mom and Dad were there with their offspring. Don't these dads work?

Anyway...  I still have unanswered questions but it seems my best plan of attack will be to just blindly guess along the way.

One of the bigger differences between here and growing up is the lack of school buses.

So if it weren't for the state highway it's taking my life in to merge and cross traffic in a vehicle standing between us and the school, I'd consider walking there.. but.. I think we'll go with the slight protection that a little bit of plastic and steel might afford.

So.. I get to drop off the non-kindergarten kids in 1 parking lot, then make it to another parking lot to drop off the kindergarten kid. If we're late I have to escort them to the office, sign them in tardy and take them to class myself. They lock the gates promptly at 8. I think I might as well just plan on walking the through the office, given the propensity for promptness we have. Especially since Sonia's refused to fall asleep earlier than midnight this week. I've been waking her grouchy self up in the morning yet she still is up and bouncing off the walls while the rest of the sane world is sleeping. Somedays I really really think they're something abnormal with her and then I remember who her father is and realize it's genetic. (he takes being a night owl to a new art and could sleep past lunchtime given the opportunity).

So.. it's a holiday weekend and of course I have absolutely nothing planned. nada. Maybe I'll turn on the grill or something. Not like I can listen to the sounds of the Woodstock fair from my yard and head down there for fried dough this weekend. I miss fried dough. I wish the west coast would 'discover' it in stead of peddling all this healthier for you stuff they seem to peddle. Darn health conscious skinny blondes. No not jealous. ok maybe alittle but not about the hair color, real or from the salon.