Mrs. 4444 for more Friday Fragments.
I live in a neighborhood that is well represented by many nationalities, thanks to our proximity to a large complex of a multinational consumer products company. Considering there have been times when me and my kids have been the only ones at our subdivision pool speaking English, you would have thought by now my French would be perfected and I would have picked up a little Mandarin, Japanese, Portugese and even a little Turkish. I haven't. However, I was able to translate the Sanskrit yelled at me today from the convertible sportscar that passed me on my way to the pool and I am fairly sure he was saying "Hey wobbly lady on the bike, if you can't keep your damn balance, get out of the road."
My kids are all home, for now. We get another quiet weekend as they will be visiting my parents and a variety of other trips coming up in the next few weeks - without me.
Hawaii plans are well under way. If you have any suggestions about things to do in Honolulu or on Maui, please leave me a comment!
It's events like this that keep me awake at night. A dad, re-enlisting after ten years out of the service because he lost his job and wanted to be able to provide health insurance and income for his four year old son, is killed after being in Afghanistan less than a month. His body returned to Cincy earlier this week. RIP.
Oh, Just Shut Up and Lie Down Somewhere
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