Riding the Band Bus

You'd think with many, many years of band trips under his belt, PrepBandLeader would have figured out this Chicago trip. Apparently, the bus drivers had PrepBandLeader right where they wanted him. (Where that might have been, I don't know.) PrepGirl made it back from My Kind of Town, Chicago Is.. at 1:30 AM this morning. LawyerBoy was asleep in front of the pond, just waiting for the busses to pull in. PrepGirl couldn't find him because all the other parents were NOT asleep in their cars and assorted SUVs; as a matter of fact, they were standing around looking for their children while LawyerBoy snoozed away. PrepGirl had to call him. She had no idea where he was. Let me just say that it's a good thing she had the presence of mind to call him and not me. There's no telling what I would have done with a 1:30 wake up call. Kicked some LawyerBoy butt, perhaps.

Suffice it to say that all are home, safe and sound. Quite road weary, but happy to be here. And they won first place in all their competitions.

Bueller Alert

Ferris Bueller's Day Off is on. Bravo has sanitized it for the youngsters - I don't care; I still watch it and love it. "Take a hot bath and wrap a hot towel around your head." "You wouldn't let me stay home if my eyes were bleeding." "I asked for a car and they gave me a computer." "Dead grandmother?" "So that's how it is in their family." "Rooney, I don't have all day to bark at you, so I will make this short and sweet."

If you ever go to a restaurant and hear the hostess calling,"Bueller, Bueller!" and see her seating someone, it is likely to be me. I love seeing people look around to see who in the world is with Ferris Bueller.