Here's a theory I have: Every Friday and Saturday night after, let's say, 4 p.m., there must be someone stationed at every entrance of our local mall handing out black clothes, black eyeliner, and black hair dye. Like a goody bag for coming to the mall without any adult supervision. The goody bag hander outer must say something like, "Nice to see you. Glad you're here. No grownups here tonight. Feel free to use bad language, run through the mall like a toddler, start a fight in the middle of the walkway, and generally act like an idiot. Oh, and put all this black stuff on so you look reeeeaaalll pretty." Apparently you are only handed a goody bag if you are between the ages of 12 and 17. Hmph, I feel soooo left out. Okay, so this is a pet peeve of mine. Why do parents drop their CHILDREN off at the mall and leave them there with all the other CHILDREN while they go who knows where? The wrongness of doing that should be abundantly clear when said parent pulls up to the mall entrance where at least 50 CHILDREN dressed in black with cigarettes hanging out of their mouths are congregating. It's impossible to miss them! I don't get it. Some malls have rules about having an adult chaperone with you if you are under 18 on a Fri. or Sat. night. I'm thinking that parents should be the ones chaperoning their kids instead of counting on a bunch of under paid, probably under trained, mall security people to babysitt their CHILDREN for them. What a concept.
Ed is ditching us today to head to a Bruins/Flyers game in Boston. I think we are going to paint some pottery and them maybe hit the movie theater. Not sure what we'll see. That's always a bit of a challenge with a teenager, a third grader, and a preschooler.
Guess I should shower and have some breakfast. Happy Weekend.