On remaining relevant, solvent, and maternal
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Hallelujah and pass the pillow, it’s true. We have a spanking new queen-sized mattress (with a new foundation to boot.)
Our cancelled Tunisia plane ticket money has come through (mostly. I am not, currently, a fan of Air France) which paid for the mattress. And a new computer for our college-bound son.
Who is moving into his dorm *early* as it turns out. So I won’t have time to make him a giant flannel board, after all.
My daughter started back to school today, leaving Almostgotit with an empty house all day again, and what to do next, she wonders? (the local porn shop adult book store has a “help wanted” sign out front. How much do you dare me?)
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And here’s a little ethical dilemma. My son has honored me by “friending” me on his Facebook profile, which means I can also read what he and all his other friends are saying to each other. My policy is to be (almost) invisible, because I get much more information that way, of course!! However, one of my son’s very active Facebook friends is the daughter of a friend of mine who has forbidden her daughter to use Facebook. I’m not inclined to play the informer here, both because it would violate my son’s trust and because I think this girl’s parents need to make it their own responsibility to better engage, support, and monitor their daughter. Besides, it’s only Facebook: I mean, I would tell them if she were smoking pot. What do you think, readers?
