Political News:

I am having a tough time thinking of anything to write about because I have fallen under the spell of Weiner-Gate and I can’t get up. That sentences grosses me out for many reasons. What is is with men? Say what you will about Nancy Pelosi or Michelle Bachman, they don’t make news by sending photos of the good china to college men. At least we hope not. Who’s ready for a all-female ticket?

I’m guessing there are some Social Media Classes taking place on the Hill this week.

Pop-Culture News:

American Idol contestant, Paul McDonald and Nikki Reed of Twilight fame are ENGAGED. Well, it’s about time. They’ve been together  four, maybe five, months. I’m guessing their children will have very white teeth.

Zolligirl News:

JD and I had lunch today with our friend from India. You know, the one with 47 kids? We kept waiting for her to ask us for parenting advice, but I guess she couldn’t work up the nerve. She also neglected to ask us for spiritual guidance or how to keep a clean and orderly house. Odd. I’m guessing she has really good discernment.

MoonPie News:

Moon told me to tell everyone that she went to horse camp today and had a great time. She had a lesson, did crafts, swam, and took a trail ride. I’m guessing she’ll have her own blog soon.

I’m also guessing she’ll have more readers than I do within a week.

Also known as, What I Did on the Hottest Weekend EVER. Is it just me or is the sun cooking on HIGH? Moon and I drove into town on Friday for her dental appointment; it was 98 degrees and we melted. The end. Just kidding, we only suffered a mild case of heatstroke and a touch of “why did I buy a BLACK car” itis. That is a real medical issue in Atlanta.  The good news is that Moon had no cavities and I had no invoice. Whew, dental insurance that actually covers something. Thank YOU. To celebrate, we went to Krispy Cream because it was Free Doughnut Day and that is a big deal around this house. Is it worrisome that I go straight from the dentist to the doughnut shop? I blame the heat.

Later, the Brownies had a “Year-End-Play-In-The-Water” extravaganza and I dropped Moon off so I could go to Publix because my life really is that exciting. They had some new frozen yogurt on sale and I had four coupons –

It was so hot I opened my box in the car and ate my melting Popsicle while driving home. It was YUMMY. Seriously, I immediately started calling all of my coupon friends and asking if they were planning on using THEIR coupons cause I had used all mine and was about to commit coupon fraud by drawing one in crayola and trying to pass it off at my local grocery. The heat is bringing the crazy. Alas, they were planning on keeping their coupons for their own selfish reasons. I need more lactose-intolerant friends!

Saturday we went to a birthday party for one of Moon’s friends at the skating rink. I left for about an hour to run an errand and when I came back seems that the birthday girl opened OUR present only to find, a zsu zsu pet, a zsu zsu drive-in movie theater, AND the spare keys to a 10 year old Mercedes. Happy Birthday! Heat = CRAZY. It’s true.

Afterward, we came home to soak ourselves in the pool. Ammo Guy brought his kids over, I stole Moon’s BFF from the birthday party, and some friends brought over their niece and nephew, ages 9 and 7. It was a tween party! Remarkably, even with five girls and only one boy, no drama ensued. I guess the heat had whipped everyone into submission.

Sunday we went to church, then came home and huddled around the air conditioning vents. You know it’s hot when children don’t even want to get into a pool. And finally we landed at Ammo Guy’s house for dinner. Over Pa’s Famous Rib Sauce, I told JD and Ammo Guy’s wife about the time my family came to Atlanta and how Ammo Guy and Tania-the-Mad fought the ENTIRE time. To make matters worse, Tania was probably 27 and AG about 15. So I’m telling about how, TWENTY-FOUR years ago they were fighting because Tania said the car we had passed was pronounced OW-Dee and AG said no, it was OH-Dee. On and on they went until I thought I was going to lose my mind!

Then my brother pipes up, “It was a Saab, and I was just messing with her. I knew how to pronounce it the whole time.”

It could be the heat.  It could also be heredity. Either way, I’m in trouble.

School is out for summer and not a minute too soon. I was REALLY getting tired of waking up before 8:00 a.m.  and watching JD take Moon to school. And that, Kittens, is the worst of my public school experience – getting up.

It seemed to be Moon’s only issue too.  She LOVED her teacher, the other kids, the Wednesday morning Chick-fil-a Biscuit Days, going to the library, the Fall Festival, all of the Market Days where she got to buy and sell junk with the other kids, the field trips, PE, art class, Field Day, the 80’s Dance, recess, and making lots of friends.

I loved that it was all FREE.

During the last week we were invited to Awards Day. We’d gotten a head’s up that Moon was going to receive one so we thought we’d go ahead and go. SHE didn’t know she was getting one and beforehand I asked her if she’d be disappointed if she didn’t win. She said, “I won’t be sad if I don’t win, and I won’t be all ‘look at me I won an award’ if I do.” And then they called her name.

Yeah, that’s an “I’m Not Proud” look if I’ve ever seen one.

The award is presented to one student in each classroom who has “shown the most improvement in the academic areas, had a positive attitude, given their best effort, or shown consistent performance throughout the entire year.” Since her teacher told me about 782 times that she has REALLY improved over the course of the year, I’m going to take credit for the award. Hello? Who was responsible for her instruction up until this year? Best. Homeschooler. Ever.

I was going to make her do a lot of school work over the summer to keep it fresh for 4th grade, but now, not so much. I think we’ve got a real shot at winning this again next year!