Downhill

Mark and I took yesterday off and taught Junior Achievement in our daughter's 5th grade classroom. Our daughter's the teacher. I know, some people our age have 5th grade children. But not us, thanks to the good Lord of fertility and a complete disregard for whether we could afford children in our twenties. I'm way too tired to be chasing small children at this point in my life.

The children were much smarter than I expected. Maybe there's something to that game show. They seemed to really get the concepts of scarcity, opportunity cost, entrepreneurs and the global economy. Who knew! Of course, when shown a picture of Sherri Coale, the OU Women's Basketball coach, and asked if anyone knew who it was, the first hand up declared her to be Sarah Palin. Such cute little budding Republicans. This is a red state, after all.

Today I'm back to work. There's something about working on a Saturday that just makes me tired. I'm feeling one turn short of a quadruple lutz. My board's not going all the way to the top of the half-pipe. I'm one gate short of a downhill...you get the picture.