What Day is It, Anyway?

With school closed so much for the past 2 weeks, I have lost track of what day of the week it is. Last week, the kids were home on Monday for Martin Luther King Jr. Day and then on Tuesday for a snow day. By mid-week, my time radar was completely scrambled. As I pulled out of the driveway one morning, I spotted blue recycling bins everywhere."Geez," I mumbled, "why are everyone's bins out so early? It's only Wednesday morning. Why not wait until tonight to put them out for tomorrow's pickup?" Then I heard a truck's low rumbling and realized that my neighbors were not all crazy early birds ... but that it was actually Thursday, recycling day.

This week was worse: after Monday off for Teacher's Professional Day, the kids had school on Tuesday but then enjoyed snow days on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday! On Thursday night, I wrote a message on the OBX to cancel a Saturday event "originally scheduled for tomorrow." Luckily, a sharp-eyed OBX reader emailed me to clarify if I actually meant tomorrow (Friday) or the day after tomorrow (Saturday).

Yesterday I ran errands with my kids, thinking it was Saturday (after all, they hadn't had school the day before). We enjoyed a strange sensation of freedom from the usual weekend activities. This bubble of freedom, however, was burst when we were up in Howard County and discovered that we needed to be back in Olney for Friday afternoon piano lessons.

So, today is Saturday, right? Is it the weekend yet? Can anyone tell at this point?

It's a little bit funny...this feeling inside...

Okay, I know our posts are supposed to be funny but I just have to write about the incredible outpouring of support shown to the Popeck family upon the loss of their treasured son, Alex. What a family! For a family of four they have done the work of several families in their level of community involvement and connectedness. I now regret that my girls, both band students, never had the opportunity to take an arts rotation (much to their father's, the art teacher, chagrin) so they could have had Bart Popeck as a teacher. What a guy! (and it turns out he's a fellow Terp and greek to boot!). Thousands of people attended the funeral on Monday and hundreds appear to have attended the 3 days of shiva. The Popecks have expressed being blown away by the response to their Caringbridge web site: http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/alexpopeck/guestbook

Alas, my newly 15 year old has informed me that she can start driving in 9 months. I have informed her that she won't be driving any time soon if I can help it.

Rest in peace, Alex. May you find peace, Bart and Betsy. Thank you for sharing yourselves with Olney. And Olney...way to go!