Darlings, Paris is a free woman. Released from jail at 12:15 a.m. today. My birthday. I am beside myself with irritation. Who the hell gets released from a jail cell at 12:15 a.m.? Celebrated heads of state and 'specially great communicators. And Paris.
I wasn't even going to write about Paris (now that she's got her Get Out of Jail Free card, I'm waiting for her first God-fearing sign of being a changed woman...), but I figured it might give Super Sibling #1 a chuckle after all the stuff Jennifer is going through.
Summer is officially here down in the flatlands, where they don't let children out of school until the month of June is nearly over. Anna turned 14 a week or so ago and now needs to have her social fete. This means 12 teenagers, including three boys, over for a cookout, swimming in the pool and generally tearing apart the house in a 14-year-old way. Anna doesn't have friends - she has a possé. A huge group of kids that have shifted from house to house for post-eighth-grade graduation parties since late last week. I think there's even another one today. Anna's birthday party isn't until this Sunday, though, which I expect will be the last of these roving festivities for some time to come. Time to serious, adolescents - high school is just around the corner. ;)
2 comments:
ooooh soorry for you. I remember
Caroline's 8th grade posse, although a tad smaller they made up for it in rambuctiousness.
Glad for the Paris update haven't seen the news in a couple of days,
down in Portland with Emmy, Jenn is in the hospital after a biopsy.
Talk to you soon.
Kyle's posse if you can call it that consists of only about 4-5 guys, but usually he just hangs with one or two. So, I am blessed that way....so far! I probably spoke too soon...
As for Paris...a bobble-head doll??? Are you kidding me?!
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