You'd think by the title of this blog that I was a kid in school and today was the last day.
It was Florin's High School graduation today, but (fortunately) I don't have to experience that with my child until next year. The rest of the school children still have a week left, so there's no big freedom there either. (However, I will shout HOORAY from the rooftops next Friday. I love summer and I love having the kids home.)
The freedom was ... vehicular.
Tonight I rode the Piglet to my pottery class. Just me. All alone.
I think it's the first time since I got the scooter that I have had that opportunity.
(No, I didn't wear a helmet and thankfully crochety old man was inside when I rode by.)
When class was over, I almost skipped to the parking lot. I turned the key, revved the engine ... but not before I heard snippets of a conversation between two college students, walking hand in hand down the side walk:
Girl student: "I always seem to break up with my boyfriends."
Boy student: mutters something I can't hear
Girl student: "Well, I just felt like it was something you should know."
(The room where I have my class is next door to a big gym where the university holds a weekly dance. The dance ended just as I was ready to go home and I think these two must have hooked up there. I'm still confused as to why they were holding hands already.)
As the two like-birds moved off into the darkness I started that Piglet up and headed for home. It was a beautiful night. Cool, but not cold (finally).
The wind ran through my non-helmeted hair and it felt good. Do you remember hanging your head out of the car window when you were a kid? Well, it was great like that.
I breathed deeply of the fragrant spring air and it made me smile.
Doesn't spring smell good?
And then I remembered.
This town is crawling with them this time of year.
They are a crazy, brainless and DISGUSTING orange beetle type of bug that loves light and will beat itself literally to death at a window trying to get at it.
They freak me out. If they are flying around the front door, I will walk from the front of the house to the back, just to avoid them. I will stand outside and wait 15 minutes for it to kill itself before I walk anywhere close to them.
Well, I got lucky. I closed my smiling mouth and no June bugs flew into me.
That was good.
I got lucky this time!