Monday morning collaboration

Ah, yes, Collaboration Wednesday, has moved to Monday. I suppose they thought it would be better to start off the week with a 30-Minute delay, rather than interrupting it with one. I’m not so sure; Monday morning was always a bench mark. Make it up on Monday morning and you had done the hardest part of the week. Now, that steel in your backbone has been challenged by the 30-Minute delay. Trying to set your body in the right frame for the week? Forget it. Forget it. Forget it.

Monday morning fortitude is a time-released thing and it starts to wear off quickly. You suck it up and go, or you start sliding into the “I’ll just rest my head for a moment” pitfall and the next thing you know your system is being shocked by the viscous counter-vibrating forces of an amusement park ride in Hell.

Oh, well.

Sydney and Shane parked at every single person we saw on the way to school -Every Single One. Sydney barked because Shane did, and Shane barked because he was, in fact, shouting, “YOU ARE NOT WITH THE HERD, YOU NINNIES!”

On the way back we waited for three adult women early morning walkers to steam across the intersection. There was Big Strides with Strong Legs, Tries Valiantly to Keep Up, and Huffing and Puffing.

Big Strides ignored Shane; Tries Valiantly glared at him for breaking her focus, and Huffing had these pleading eyes that begged him to stand on the electric window button, leap out, push her to the ground and bark for the shepherd to come.

Oh, and Summer did not go because she almost threw up on the driveway. It was kind of sad – when I got back from taking Cameron, she was sitting there with her nicely-completed poster assignment on a possible career choice. Hers is veterinarian. Well, maybe Sydney and Shane will sleep with her today.