Obligatory Post

My mother and my friend Mitchell both mentioned today that I have not posted in quite a while. So here goes:
I discovered via Facebook that my daughter is "rethinking her life plan". The life plan that includes 3.5 years of college so far. The same plan for which I filled out the FAFSA forms every year. Because I'm just "better at it". And moved her into college on my first anniversary. And cried my heart out- because we discovered that someone hit her car while we were in the dorm.
The same car that a tree fell on the next year. And that someone broke into- the next year- and stole her stereo out of... And I remember that it was the coldest day of the year and we waited for AAA... And then the Auto Glass Guys...
Not to be confused with the really HOT day when she rear-ended someone. Not her fault- "that lady was so old, she should NOT have been driving". Also not to be confused with the day I got the notice that my license was being suspended for an unpaid parking ticket at the college.....
And after several phone calls to the DMV explaining that the car is registered to me but it really wasn't me; and that she really had intended to pay it as soon as her new checks arrive in the mail.......... Could I please go to traffic tribunal with her? Oh- and bring up her box of checks when they do come in.
Then she sweetens the deal by using me as a case study and an expert- if I could just fill out this quick survey and give "a few really solid quotes" for the paper.
And could I please teach a Pilates class-for free- for her Hall Council friends? On a Monday night? At 10pm? Because we're really busy here at school.
And after years of hearing that I'm not funny, I'm being begged to be a stand-up comic (for free) for the History Club's Night of Comedy- (uh- right?) which no local comedians will agree to work at- for free. AND I had to pay at the door! And then paying the rush fee for a passport for the very-funny-History-Club's trip to southeast Asia. Which was then cancelled due to political unrest and a Tsunami.
And more deliveries: could I just swing by with a witch costume, an end table, some nicer (my) clothes for student teaching, a bike pump, control-top-pantyhose, a griddle**, my wedding gown, some new socks, granola bars, the giant box of Mexican-themed inflatables for Cinco-de-Mayo, canned goods for the food drive, books for the book drive, (all on separate occasions) and two new tires from running over a curb when I specifically TOLD her to wait until morning to go; it's too snowy out to see.
And could I please come get the giant box of Mexican-themed inflatables- it's taking up a lot of room. Thanks, Mummy.

I just feel like some more careful thought should be given to this whole change-of-life-plan thingy- given the amount of effort that "she" has put into a teaching degree thus far.

**Absolutely GENIUS Fund-Raiser Idea: sell grilled-cheese sandwiches at midnight to hungry drunks! That's my girl!