January 14, 2005
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BOYS!!!

So last night Charles emerges briefly from his lair to ask me if I'll be able to get him to Trinity High School tonight at 6 p.m.
Well, okay. But why?
"Oh," he casually replies, "for the rehearsal for the All-Region concert."
A sense of foreboding assails me as I ask just when is the concert?
"Saturday night," came his rather impatient response. His meaning is clear: sheesh, Mama, get a clue. The rehearsal is on Friday night because the concert is Saturday night. Big time duh factor here.
"WHAT!?" I screech in frustrated fury. "You never said anything about the All-Region concert being this weekend, so when Tony called this afternoon I agreed to work Saturday night!"
Now I can't be at the concert, and I love them.

I left Dmitry to his math homework and went tearfully off to find Don, bewailing both the fact that I can't be at the All-Region concert as well as Charles is a clod who doesn't bother to tell us anything. Don soothes me by pointing out there's still the All-City concert to come.
Just then Charles headed for the kitchen, so I called out to him. "Well, when is the All-City concert? Do you know yet?"
Sure, he said. It's on January 29th.
ARRRGGHHH!!!

That's the night of Mom and Jonathan's birthday party! The invitation had come the preceding day and we'd said that time would be fine, seeing as how every calendar in the house is clear that night.

Oh, Char-rulls....c'mere....let Mama whisper in your ear....



Comments (4)
Well, you just gotta love boys. Cause if we didn't love 'em, we'd kill 'em. I hope you can make some changes so you can get to at least one of the concerts. Or perhaps trade Charles in for a new improved model? Nah, he's a neat kid (isn't he?).
You sound like you could use a hug....((((Hug)))) aren't boys wonderful (wonderful being said through gritted teeth). Here's hoping that you can get to at least one of the concerts (and post lots of pictures)
Tell him sorry, but you RSVP'd for him, too, for the birthday party, so he'll have to go to that rather than to his concert. Tell him that's just the consequences a young man must face when he is irresponsible. Say it with a perfectly sincere face and let him squirm for a while, then let him off the hook and tell him next time it'll be for real!
But there won't BE a "next time." He's a senior, so This Is It.
The Swan Song.
The Last Hurrah.
The Final Curtain.
Twenty-three, skiddoo.
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