On Friday, we had one of my older son’s friends for dinner. As we sat around the table stuffing pizza into our mouths, the talk turned toward the school dance at the end of September. I was only half paying attention, worried about pepperoni grease staining the rug and reminding my kids not to talk with…
Tag: grade school
I Got Chills, They’re Multiplyin’….
I’ve had some crappy jobs in my life. Trying to sound enthusiastic about selling frozen steak when I was in high school is right up there near the top. Serving up blizzards with a smile and scrubbing toilets at Dairy Queen for $3.25 an hour probably makes the list too. But by far the worst…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 