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I have worn many labels (Not in any particular order): Catholic, Wife, Mom,Gramma, Doctor, Major, Soccer Mom, Military Wife, Professor, Fellow.

All of these filter my views of the world. I hope that like St. Monica, I can through prayer, words and example, lead my children and others to Faith.
"The important thing is that we do not let a single day go by in vain without putting it to good use for eternity"--Blessed Franz Jägerstätter

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Welcome Home!

I just returned from three days of soccer in Virginia Beach. As manager of my daughter’s soccer team I have some responsibilities on these soccer trips that are above the usual parental duties. Keeping track of the team player documents and making sure everyone knows when and where they are supposed to meet can be a little stressful. This weekend we had two players who managed to arrive in Virginia Beach without their uniforms so that was an additional little crisis to manage. However, I managed to keep a pretty even keel throughout the weekend.

This morning, however, I am back into the domestic fray. I am afraid the keel is not quite so even. I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that we currently have five drivers at home and only three vehicles. Normally, I take my husband to his carpool pick up site and I keep the car. This week his carpool is down to two people so he asked to take our Prius so he could use the HOV lane. Fine. We can manage for a few days. I arrived home from Virginia Beach just before midnight last night. Before crawling into bed, I asked Dear Husband if he had the keys to the minivan. “No, I just have a Prius key. Second Son has the minivan key.” As Dear Husband got ready for work this morning, I asked again if he had a minivan key. “No, I just have a Prius key.” Great. I hop out of bed around 7:00am and get ready to take Youngest Son to his soccer training. I go downstairs and wake up Second Son to get the minivan key. “I don’t have the minivan key. I gave it to Dad”. I have not had my first cup of coffee. The trek to Second Son’s bedroom took me through the basement living area that has become the lair of College Sons. Let’s just say it was not a sight to see in a caffeine-deprived state when another minor crisis is brewing because the function of a keyless minivan is reduced to that of a lawn ornament. I expressed my displeasure in unmistakable terms and soon all four of my children were up and trying to soothe the savage beast. My oldest son gave me the keys to his car. I poured a cup of coffee then took Youngest Son to soccer training.

While in route, I called Dear Husband at work. For the third time I asked if he had a minivan key. He again answered, “I only have a Prius key.” (Did anyone hear a cock crow?) He then put his hand in his uniform pocket and said, “Oh! I do have the minivan key.” Welcome home!


Ebeth said...

Life American-style! Soothing the savaged family does that to! Glad you guys found the minivan keys..Whew! I was getting worried. I could write a very similar post about the checkbook! I asked my husband three times the other morning for the checkbook. He said, "I put it back in your purse." I checked it, dumped it out,...cleaned it out, then went upstairs and found it in HIS stuff! I thought to myself, "Just don't bother with him...he's a Ph.D."

Jim said...

"Normally, I take my husband to his carpool pick up site and I keep the car. This week his carpool is down to two people so he asked to take our Prius so he could use the HOV lane." -- Dr. Hunnell

I have to admit that when I read the words quoted above, the very first thought that came to this Jersey boy's mind was, "It must be nice to live in a place where the cops actually enforce the traffic laws."

As a New Jersey native that is both aware and embarrassed that you recently had a challenging time on the New Jersey Turnpike, I thought that you, Dr. Hunnell, would appreciate the following editorial, which recently appeared in my local newspaper. As you can see, we here in the Garden State are having a tough time just getting our local cops to enforce speeding and reckless driving statutes. Imagining that the cops would also enforce the laws with respect to HOV lanes is, well, something we New Jerseyans could only hope for.

Make drivers pay for unsafe ways