June 22nd Challenge

Hi, it’s Christina –

Again it has been a few days since I have had time to blog. Looking forward to next week when life won’t be so hectic. Some scenes for my third book have been rolling around in my brain and I’m itching to be able to get them down on paper…well, computer screen.

So Thursday was an absolutely perfect day, in the low eighties, no humidity, a light breeze. We could not have asked for a better day for a graduation. I was even able to get my hands on the two extra tickets I needed so all three grandparents could come in to see my daughter graduate. The graduation was a little bitter sweet, yes because my baby was reaching a huge milestone, but because her class is the last class who will be graduating on HHS’s football field. The classes are getting so big, the stadium can no longer accommodate the crowd. Out of the 617 (I think) in her class, 598 graduated and each of those kids received five tickets for spectators, plus the fifty or so dignitaries, plus all the folks who came in without tickets after the procession.

 

If the weather had been bad, we would have had two tickets to watch the graduation in the gym and two extra tickets to watch the live simulcast from the cafeteria. We have simply outgrown our facilities. Next year, graduation will be held in an indoor arena with, pretty much, unlimited seating, rain or shine. People are complaining, but they are looking at the situation from a sentimental view as opposed to a logical view. My youngest daughter’s class has over a thousand students, which would mean we would only receive two tickets in good weather and only one in bad weather. Who do you want to watch you graduate honey? Mommy or Daddy? Although it is nice to process on the grounds where you went to school, the move to a larger venue is the best option.

Enough of that. I will be spending the entire day cooking for tomorrow’s graduation party, so let’s get to the challenges so I can get this show on the road.

 

Your last challenge was:

 

It’s going to be the best vacation ever…

The summer between seventh and eighth grade was the most boring summer E. V. E. R., so my best friend, Cheri and I vowed our next summer vacation was going to be the best vacation E. V. E. R.. We started making a list during spring break, three activities each week, no specific days to allot for weather, and a laundry list of things to choose from on the “non-activity” days. Seventy-eight days all accounted for – it was going to be the best summer vacation E. V. E. R..

 

Last day of school, swimming in her pool, a sleep over, swimming and a barbeque the next day, it was going to be the best summer vacation E. V. E. R.. Saturday, a trip to the beach with her family; second degree burns from falling asleep on a tire tube at the beach. OK, five days out of commission, but it was still going to be the best summer vacation E. V. E. R.. A trip to the lake, out on the boat, a camp out, stung by wasps, out of commission for two days, but it was still going to be the best summer vacation E. V. E. R.. More swimming, another sleep over, a long bike ride, a crash, a broken arm, it was NOT going to be the best summer vacation E. V. E. R..

 

Your Next Challenge is:

 

Everywhere I looked all I saw was…

 

You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.