I am mesmerized today by the live coverage of the Chilean miners being rescued. 1 - because they actually survived their entrapment and 2 - because technology makes it possible to know moment by moment what is happening. That's both good and bad. But it is a far cry from how things were when I was a journalism student back in the day.
Speaking of back in the day, one of the things I enjoy about having kids in school is the excuse to read all the books from my childhood that I loved. Last night I read Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O'Dell. Technically, I ordered it from Scholastic for Carly, but it was really for me. And I loved it just as much this time. Couldn't put it down.
I'm not sure what I'm reading next. Maybe back to the Little House or Trixie Belden series or a book on mythology. I also want to read Queen Bees and Wannabees, which talks about peer pressure among girls, or Rick Springfield's new biography. A friend texted me today during carpool to tell me he was going to be on The View this morning. And the boys are all, "Rick Springfield? Who's that?" Sigh . . .
Finally, here's a picture from our recent trek to the pumpkin patch. An attractive bunch. That's probably why I'm never in any of these pictures. Remember this? I sometimes wonder if the kids will remember I was ever there. But maybe it's better if they don't!