Land O'Lakes, Mothering

Exhausted Asterisks of — What Night Is It, Anyway?

  • Snowman lives in a dorm now.
  • I decided he needed a cell phone.
  • Our delayed flight last night had a lot to do with it.
  • A nice young lady helped me change my plan and choose the phone.
  • He can do 300 text messages per month.
  • I doubt he will.
  • His phone is insured, because I am an experienced mother. (See #9.)
  • His roommate plays the flute and disdains jazz.
  • Otherwise, he seems nice.
  • Snowman’s clarinet now carries insurance.
  • Why didn’t I think of that before?
  • We enjoyed a lovely dinner out together.
  • People here really seem to love the kids.
  • My son really seems to love it here.
  • Even so, this is hard.
  • Pavarotti’s death made me cry.
  • I’m really a Placido Domingo fan.
  • Some parents cry by the toaster in the cafeteria.
  • The Dean of Students called it a "toaster moment."
  • I will try to have mine on the airplane instead.

18 thoughts on “Exhausted Asterisks of — What Night Is It, Anyway?”

  1. Hugs to you – and again – what a wonderful experience he is going to have – a wonderful gift you have given him to allow him to grow musically.

  2. (((Songbird))) … I know this is hard. But it sounds as though he’s excited to be there, it’s just the right place for him. He’ll be home before you know it.

  3. There is an upside- if you are crying on the plane, you’ll probably not get asked lots of annoying questions by the person/stranger sitting next to you.
    ((Songbird))

  4. ((((songbird))))
    From way down at the other end of the Mitten State, but sending powerful, powerful prayers and love.
    I think it’s safe to say that there are enough of us here in the Mitten that should ANY crisis come Snowman’s way (and it won’t!), one of us could be on the way to do duty until you can get here from the Eatern edge of this fair time zone!
    Peace…
    And if you’re crying on the plane, you won’t have to do the “I’m a Pastor” schtick, and hear someone else’s woes!!

  5. ooohhh…a toaster moment. You cry when ever you want. It is perfectly okay to be sad and excited and happy all at the same time.
    I am so glad you love him that much.
    (((song)))

  6. My heart hurts for you. Does that help any? Probably not!
    All shall be well, you know. But in the dark night of the toaster (er, soul) that’s not so easy to remember.
    loveyou

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