Seven year old is done with school, I should refer to her as third grader. The end of her school ended up with a lot of socializing, an over all school picnic on Sunday, a class exhibition (with picnic) Monday night, and an after the end of school ceremony picnic on Wednesday, her last day of school. Twelve year old goes until next week. Childcare is going to be complicated this summer, I'm already taking Monday off to be with third grader.

Too much, and it was a shame, a bud was looking at a 700 Virago on Sunday and wanted my input. He ended up buying it, I may help him get it inspected, and do the licensed supervisory thing. I've never ridden a 700.

I ended up bringing fruit kabobs to each function, they were a big, big hit. I still have some pineapple left, I'm thinking pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain. Speaking of old ladies, it was nice to catch up on a few parents and hear how their former sixth graders handled the transition to seventh grade.

Twelve year old has been getting into Risk, she was exposed to it on her trip to New Hampshire. After dinner one night we played Risk, she conceded twice. The first time, she let me take Africa, she didn't last long. The second time, she only mildly contested South America, so I took it. She's never seen The Princess Bride, so I couldn't use the land war in Asia line.

It looks like our big dead maple tree in front of the house is being cut down today, I'm glad, I can't afford to fix our porch if it fell on it, especially since I was a MTG deck away from paying $600 to get our van inspected and fixed. I need to remind the missus that I could have saved $150 by doing the plugs and wires myself, if I had a few hours to myself. That was inspection, tie rod, plugs and wires, alignment, coolant flush, oil change, wiper blades and windshield fluid nozzle. I hope that's it for minivan bills for the rest of the year, I sent off the last payment yesterday. There's still a lot of body work.