Wednesday, March 3, 2010


I just put my no-longer sick 11-year-old on a bus. For a three hour bus ride. To Outdoor School.

What is Outdoor School, you might ask. Here is a simple formula:

Summer Camp - Summer = Outdoor School.

So take all of your fun outdoor activities of summer camp, but do them prematurely in late winter/early spring, in the Pacific Northwest, with an expected high temp of 53 degrees and scattered showers, and you've got Outdoor School. Fun? Yeah right.

Last night, I resigned myself to the fact that she'd be going, because she has had a good 24-hour stretch of being not sick. I even started to look forward to the quiet and the solitude. With (step-daughter) Erinna at her mom's house, this would leave Tim and I Home Alone for three days. For the first time in... 11 years.

10 pm, the phone rings. It's my son, Taylor, calling to *surprise* me with the news that is is currently on the road from Santa Barbara, heading my way, for a visit. Until Friday. True story.

Taylor. The Man Child. Why yes, that is a nose ring.

PS: What empty nest?


Realliveman said...

I feel for you. I know exactly what you are talking aout :)

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

You know that I understand this pain, um, I mean joy, right? 'Cause I do. Totally.

katydidnot said...

Hello, children are a pain in the ass.

Send Taylor to Outdoor Man Child School.

Lisa Wheeler Milton said...

Torn. Love the kids, but LOVE the alone for 3 days. You two deserve it. *sigh*

On the bright side, you haven't been to the hospital this week so we should take that for the win.

Keetha said...

Ah, man. What timing.

I'm hoping Carlie has a great time. I don't think I could imagine anything I'd like to do less than go to outodoor school for three days but I'm not a kid.

tattytiara said...

Some nests are just too nice to leave completely!