Time is short this evening. I have been stealing moments here and there to work on my tax returns. Oh, and I also filed the FAFSA for the #1 son. Of course I will have to update it when the taxes are processed. And he does not qualify for student aid anyway, what with our independent wealthiness and his plethora of scholarships. Still, he has to have a FAFSA on file.
The Pony had a good day. No errant food assaulted his person. AND he was awarded a medal for his 1st Place finish in the English portion of the last W.Y.S.E competition. I knew he got the medal, because every time I saw him walk down my hall of Newmentia, it was around his neck.
It stayed there during his academic meet this evening. And I'm pretty sure it's still there.
I wonder how it will hold up in the shower.
2 comments:
Is he waiting for you and Farmer H to take his photograph? Perhaps if several 8 x 10 glossies were printed up and framed, he would put the medal where it belongs--in a display case with lights focused on it at all times...
Sioux,
And he could have those searchlights from old movie premiers to lure people to admire it.
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