Hookie

I was bad today. OK, that sounded weird. But, I woke up unable to turn my head to the right and with a pounding headache, which seems to be a theme these past three days. My head usually correlates directly to my stress level and with everything that has gone on, my stress level is pretty high. So, I skipped school. OK, start yelling at me. I'll wait.

I know, I know, I am a horrible person and a bad student and someone should beat me with my knife kit. I just didn't have it in me. And when I woke up with the stiff neck, it was like AHA! excuse.

However, it has led to some very humorous papa moments. The boy gave him the task last night of bringing the recycling bin in once it was picked up. He practically stalked it, waiting for the pick up. As soon as they picked it up, he walked all the way upstairs to get his hat (the man will not leave the house without a baseball cap on, ever) and it took him 20 minutes to get the recycling bin onto the front porch. It was literally 20 feet away. Maybe.

Then he decided it was time to clean up. Clean up to him means combing his hair. He has been upstairs for 45 minutes. I asked him if he wanted to go see Alice in Wonderland in 3D at 2:00. He got frantic and was like, well, I better hurry and get ready. It was noon.

So, I am playing hookie and going to the movies and I may even go shopping. I feel like I am in high school all over again. Except I will be going nowhere near a mall. Or a 7-11 for slushies.