Ah, today is the first day of my daughter’s middle school track practice. Of course, we live in Seattle and it is raining. Oh boy, nothing like being wet and miserable for track practice.
Our family isn’t much for running. My brother completed at the high school date level but he is the only runner in the family. I’m always surprised when my kids went out and joined the track team. It’s a no cut sport so they make the team no matter what.
My daughter has stated she doesn’t like to run, however, she is joining the track team as a show of support for her friend. Kudos to her!
The other nice thing she said: we don’t have to go to any of the track meets! Yes!!!! It is truly an awesome thing to tell your lazy father (little old me) that he isn’t required to go to any track meets. Yippee!
Don’t get me wrong; I enjoy a watching my kids compete in their various sports….as long as it is sunny outside and I’m comfortable. And I don’t mind being in a pleasant indoor, heated arena. You know, sports like volleyball, swimming, basketball.
With my daughter saying I don’t have to attend her track meets, it really means I don’t have to be out in the rain, in the wind, or in the typical miserable spring weather we have in the Puget Sound area. It also mean I avoid sitting on an uncomfortable outdoor metal bench and watch my daughter run in the forementioned miserable weather. Instead, I can sit on my big butt on the couch and watch afternoon talk shows and order a pizza via my smartphone. Heck, I might even have a hot cocoa and flip on my gas fireplace while I stare out my living room, watching the rain pour or drizzle down.

Thanks again daughter for giving me a get out of track jail free card! I will truly enjoy staying home and not watching you not run.




you. Remember when you liked to see people in person and interact with them? No more. Instead of meeting with them at the local bar, just post a photo of your drink. Make sure the drink is artistically placed and the background is out of focus. Preferable you have a tropical background so you get lots of “likes”.
I mean, you drove all the way over to your Aunt’s house, why actually be “there”. Your body can be there but in reality, we all know that looking at your social media accounts are much more important that actually talking with your relatives. Who cares about that awesome Thanksgiving dinner? Who cares that this might be the last time you see Uncle Milton? (Who really cares about Uncle Milton anyway…you aren’t included in his will).













Summer is here and a few years back I read about Adult Summer Camps. I didn’t pay much attention to the Adult Summer Camp craze because I was too busy being, you know, a parent. Besides, I’ve done my fair share of camping, backpacking, and attending summer camps as a young Boy Scout and also as a Boy Scout troop leader. Oh, and don’t forget my trips to various Girl Scout camps with my daughter as well. So you can imagine, I’m not too interested in sleeping a musty old cabin eating bad food at the dining hall as an adult because we now have an Adult Summer Camp opportunities abound.
The last day of school was last Friday and it was the last time I dropped off my spoiled little princess for the school year. Sure, we should make her walk the half mile to school but we don’t. We would much rather subject ourselves to the misery of the Student Drop Off Line in the morning. You would think that after 180 days of dropping off their kids, more parents wouldn’t be complete idiots when it comes to dropping off their kids in front of the school.

