Stories for Dads and Moms who Need a Laugh

I've said it before, and I'll say it again. No rest for the wicked. Our family is constantly pulled into different directions at the same time. If we're lucky, we'll be pulled in one direction at the same time. Things are good when that happens. When it doesn't happen, we strap in and do the best we can. Friday Night Football Friday. The glorious beginning to the weekend. First, we need to survive the day before we can do that victory lap into the weekend. Surviving the day meant getting the car back into the shop for more repairs. I think we got a dud as far as cars are concerned, but that's another story for another day. "See some old friends, good for the soul." - Bob Seger High school friends and I have been planning a get-together for a while. We were finally able to pin down last Friday's football game for a mini-reunion at our Alma Mater, Bishop Fenwick High School . In the middle of trading messages and coordinating everything, I found out

S eptember is in its waning days. October is not far. The children are in school and at work and the entire family is back in the routine of buses and books. Our miserable little darlings have even dusted off the tried and true complaints and grievances, complete with the reasons why school is a waste of time and totally unnecessary. Work, Work, Work Our family is not only dealing with school, but also with two children going to work. One on them, God bless her, is working retail. I've been there and done that. It's fun to trade stories when I pick her up after her shift. Slugger is working at an ice cream shop. This drive is a little longer and gives us time to discuss the night at work and whatever else is happening in his life. He seems to like it so far. Like all jobs that deal with customer service, some days are better than others. The Oppressed and the boy aren't working yet. The Oppressed has taken an interest in babysitting. The Boy? Well, unless there's a good