Somebody bake me a cake with a file in it!

Sorry about the wait on a new blog. Time seems to be extremely valuable these days and with the economy the way it is and all I'm trying to do my part.

I did, however, want to let you all know that if Maricopa County Jail does not have blogspot.com you may not get to hear much from me...unless I can get my kid to miss more school. You see, I got a letter from Chandler Public Schools the other day addressed to "The Parents of Emma Willes." I opened it up and discovered that due to the fact my daughter, Emma, had missed 10 days of school last semester I was in violation of some revised statute or something and that the elementary school had dutifully turned my name into the school district truant officer. Yes... I know...I didn't seem to be a big ol' rulebreaker, but appearently I am! Principal Londer, AKA Attendance Nazi, further stated that this could result in a citation to appear in court and "prosecution may result." I'm going to quote now, because my fear-filled mind is currently trying to figure out how to smuggle my Coke Zero into jail, "If there is a conviction, it is a Class 3 misdemeanor with potential consequences of payment of court fees, community service hours, attending mandatory counseling, fines AND/OR A JAIL SENTANCE!" (Caps and exclamation mark added for complete shock factor.) The letter then closed with the advice to contact the attendance office so that we can "rectify this matter." Wow. Can you imagine? Me going to jail? I was at first fearful and confused. I'm not big on baloney and please, horizontal black and white stripes. That's so 2 seasons ago...but then I started to think, "Hey, jail might not be so bad! Three square meals a day that I don't have to cook! Lots of time to watch tv, read, possibly work out at the gym! The opportunity to talk to adults on a regular basis AND mandatory lights out at a decent hour!" I began to get hopeful as I raced into the school's office for my sentance. But alas, the nice attendance lady, who happens to be my friend and enjoyed my enthusiasm, said that I shouldn't worry about the letter. The good Commandant Londer had sent them out in a fit of disgruntledness due to poor attendance and I was one of the lucky ones to get the nasty-gram. I was so disappointed. So let-down. My dreams of an all-expenses paid, relaxing vacation were dashed upon the rocks of reality. Heavy sigh.... And so I must find ways to keep my daughter home. Unfortunately, she currently enjoys going to school and seems to have the health and strength of a sherpa on Mount Everest so it looks like I'll be able to blog again soon. What made it even tougher is that my sister-in-law, Tana, also got a nasty gram just last week and we both so looked forward to hanging out together.....