Twenty Year Class Reunion?

     I am not doing a really good job of keeping up with this blog.  I guess it takes more time than I thought it would.  Or maybe everything else does.  It is the year of my 20th Class Reunion in 2012.  I have bitter feelings about that.  I really don't mind that it means I'm in my late thirties, I just can't believe that I have lived within 20 miles of that school for the last twenty years and I've never been invited to a reunion.  I've heard that they haven't been worth going to, so I haven't missed much.  My point is that if you were on the class list and graduated from a place, that you warrant an invitation to the reunions.  Bitter? A little.  The class president started a facebook page for the AHS Class of 92.  I am now a member, someone else put my name down.  If I don't get an invitation this time, then there really is something wrong.
     The girls have basketball camp this week.  I must thank the Grandmas for playing chauffeur (is that a masculine word?  is their a feminine version?).  Their camps are at different times of the day, so it is four trips to and from school.  BIG THANKS!

Winter, Summer, Winter

    Man, we went from January straight to July. Yesterday it was at least 90 degrees outside.  In our house it was 88 degrees.  The air conditioner froze up.   The air conditioner was fixed and finally got the house down to a comfortable 75 degrees sometime overnight.  I woke up this morning and it is under 60 degrees outside.  At least I know that the air will work next time I need it.  Hopefully, that wasn't all the summer that we will get.
     The girls had their last day of school yesterday.  I now have an eighth grader and a fifth grader.   Wow, how they've grown.  I am so proud of them I almost cried when they showed me the all the award certificates they brought home.

Meeting the Kentucky Headhunters

     Another great weekend of camping.  We had a great time at the 1st Annual Side Pork Fest where we got to see the Kentucky Headhunters.  We also got to meet the band afterwards.  We have 'connections.'  My older daughter was very excited to get all of their autographs, and my younger daughter said the funniest thing about shaking the band members' hands.  Here it is: Daughter: "Mom, he shook my hand!"  Me: "Well, you know that you can't ever wash it now."  Daughter: "That's okay, I'll use a wipe to wash my hand, and I'll save the wipe." ~Daughter: "Mom, another one just shook my hand.  Now I'm gonna need two wipes!"  She is so silly.  I often wonder where they get it from.
     There are three days left of school.  It's a good thing too.  I am having a really hard time getting them up in the   morning.  It is time for a break.  I am looking forward to having lots of family time this summer.  We have a camping trip planned for just the four of us and three more softball tournaments.  Hopefully the weather cooperates for this tournament.  They had to play one and a half games in the rain last time.  The umpire wanted to call the last game because of the rain, but the girls wanted to keep playing. They ended up winning. My youngest got to make the winning run.