That darn early-onset-Alzheimers...

Gabrielle happened to be in the car with me (yesterday) when I remembered that Evie has been bugging me to call the dentist, as she has two adult teeth coming in behind her baby teeth, and the baby teeth don't seem to be getting ANY looser. So at a red light, I called and made an appointment to have them looked at. (Did I mention that I just called yesterday?)

Fast forward to this morning, as I am making toast for Evie, dressed to go to yoga, hair uncombed and teeth unbrushed, and Gabrielle is making her lunch, when she (Gabrielle) suddenly says: "Doesn't Evie have a dentist appointment this morning?"

The appointment was for 7:30; I glance at the clock which says 7:17, and think "sh*&". Evie and I both throw on flip flops, and I shove the toast in Evie's hand as I am rushing her out the door. Luckily, we hit no traffic, and got there by 7:35, and the dentist's office didn't comment on our disheveled appearance! Thank goodness for young minds UNaffected by that forgetfulness disease...Thanks G!! But seriously, how do you forget an appointment that you made less than 24 hours ago?? Grrrr.

Whose decision is it anyway?!

During a discussion about her career choices, Gabrielle asked me what the best schools for architecture and astronomy were. When I told her I didn't know, she asked me to Google it. The top 5 for architecture were Virginia Polytech, Cornell, Syracuse, California Polytech (San Luis Obispo) and University of Cincinnati. The top 3 for astronomy were University of Arizona, California Institute of Technology, and UC Berkeley.

Is it wrong that I have a definite opinion about where she should go, based on where I want to visit?? And that I told her I might have to disown her if she goes to a Big East Rival school (Syracuse)?

Too much Harry Potter!

We are sitting at dinner a few nights ago, and I don't even know how the subject came up about types of governments, but Tyler said, "And there's that government like Cuba has, with the leader who's a Dementor."

Ummm, I think you mean "dictator" son!!! No more Harry Potter marathons during spring break!!

I just keep finding ways to lose that Mother-of-the-year award

Yup, so today's story involves my 3 kids AND a friend's son. Great, huh? I brought the kids to "Jump Street" which is an indoor trampoline park. They had a great time and we were heading home to get something to eat when I realized I needed gas. I pulled over just before getting on the highway, got gas, and decided I didn't want to deal with making a big square to avoid the "no left turn", so I just turned south and decided I would see if that road would lead me to Thunderbird so I could get on the highway there.

I'm driving, not really paying attention to the speedometer, trying to figure out if this road would lead me where I wanted to go. The kids are laughing and I'm half listening to that as well. We drive by 4 motorcycle cops pulled off the road on the left, and I glance at my speedometer and think "oh sh*#%", but just say "aarrrgggghhh".

Almost immediately I see one pull out behind me, and I hear Tyler's friend say, "One just pulled out. Are you getting a ticket?" And then the lights come on and I say, "Yup."

I pull over and grab my license, and am trying to direct Gabrielle to where the insurance and registration are when the officer reaches the window. I don't really glance at him when I hold out my license, as I am still trying to get the insurance card when I hear, "Do you know Dennis Arseneault?" and IMMEDIATELY realize I recognize that voice. Yeah, that's not embarrassing at all to be pulled over by someone who knows your husband , but who you have only met a couple of times. Ugghh! And then to have to confess to the parents of Tyler's friend that I was pulled over with their son in the car... Another lesson learned.