April 17, 2008

• One Day at a Time

  I've been one day ahead of time this week.  I know, I know--wishful thinking.  But I was thinking last night as that I was going to regret not doing any laundry when I go to pack my bag for the weekend [today], thinking it would be Thursday today.  But I guess I am in luck (if you could call it that) and have an "extra" night to launder away.  What luck it is.

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  I am slowly developing an obsession with The Knot (dot.com).  I've resisted the message boards up until last weekend, when I started lurking about a little bit.  But I've posted a few replies to people and intro'd myself on the NoCal local board last night.

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  If you didn't already need it, here is more proof of the stupidity of the youth of today (or perhaps it is further proof that I'm becoming an old codger, you be the judge).  The headline might read something like this: Teenagers Tattle on Teachers for Liberties on European Trip.

   

  Mother Zest volunteers with a group at church, whose catechist has been teaching at a private school in da hood until recently.  Before being dismissed from his post, he and another co-worker chaperoned a group of high school juniors on a trip to Rome.  As we all know, the drinking age is much lower in European countries than it is in our fair nation.  On the last night, the chaperones allowed the teens, all of legal drinking age for the territory, to partake in one alcoholic beverage.  Apparently, said teens could not keep their traps shut about such an allowance.  Which also sparked accusations of an alleged inappropriate relationship between the chaperones, both happily married to other people.

   

  The school dismissed both teachers for the alcohol incident on the school-sponsored trip, an action that I agree with (OMG, before you know I'll be calling for the second coming of the prohibition!)  With the rumors that were brewing, I could imagine that it would have turned into a witch hunt had they simply issued reprimands.  But the chaperones are left with their records clean and letters of recommendation the way it went down.  I think that's a pretty fair deal.

   

  Back to my initial point, why in the hell did these kids open their traps about the one stinking drink in the first place???  Who does that!!!  I certainly wasn't sharing the details of how I got away with smoking when our high school choir went on tour to San Diego, Seattle/Vancouver, and Vegas.  In fact, on that last trip (Vegas) the badass senior that I was had a sophomore believing that I had snuck out of my room every night to hang out in the hotel casino (with the help of my fake I.D.)

   

  Maybe I am the exception to the rule and most of my peers told their parents everything (or else my friends and I just did things that were better off hidden).  Certainly I hope that my future kids will feel like they can tell me anything.  But I also hope that I will be that parent who would then have a discussion with the teachers in the above scenario and say "Look, I get it.  When in Rome…!  But that was improper of you to allow that to happen; when, where, and how my child is introduced to alcohol is my call, not yours.  And as a result I now seriously question your judgment."

   

  Rather than tattling, which is what seems to have happened. 

   

  No one likes a tattletale.

  • 12:37 am
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