I am so harassed, again. My son has the gift to constantly put me on my toes. Last week, he lost his credit card. Two days ago I asked him if he passed all his subjects this semester and he answered "maybe". Last night he and his sister attended a function and at midnight texted me and asked if he can go to an "after party" party. I said no and instructed daughter #4 to get cracking and drive their way home pronto. This morning I was happily blogging when my son told me that he needs to buy some personal stuff for his trip to Dumaguete. Huh?! Crap! I've completely forgotten that his team would be leaving for Dumaguete for a tournament. Time to dust off the old trusty Samsonite trolley suitcase then. First, we have to buy the "stuff" -whatever they are.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
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