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Her First Date

Published March 19, 2017 by lynn k scott

Yesterday was a big day in the life of my daughter.  In addition to it being opening weekend for the movie, “Beauty and the Beast” (which I highly recommend seeing), it was also the day my daughter had her first “date”.

You might be wondering why I would put “date” in quotation marks.  Well, it’s simple, really.  My daughter and her “boyfriend” are both 11 years old.  Yes, you read the correctly; 11 years old.

No this isn’t the days of yesteryear, no I’m not accepting her dowry just yet, so let me explain.  My daughter, better known as “the lil miss”, on social media, has known this boy for several years and they are friends.   Just a couple weeks ago, he got the nerve to ask her to be his “girlfriend”, via note.  She accepted.

Part of the reason, we, the parents are indulging this a bit more, is because, her boyfriend’s family will be PCSing (military move), across the country, in a few months’ time.  While they will keep in touch, we know not much will progress further than this “date”.

The other mom and I, who are also friends, always joked, they would be each other’s first date and they would go to the movies.  Little did we know, her son would get the courage to admit he liked my daughter, and that my daughter would reciprocate the same for him.

Seeing as they are moving, which is breaking my heart at losing another friend, I asked if they had planned on seeing Beauty and the Beast; as I was planning on taking my daughter.  We agreed that would be a good idea and give us more time to spend together before the impending move made it more difficult to have free time.

We agreed to meet for lunch, because her boyfriend originally wanted to take her out for a steak dinner.  His mom talked him into pizza.  Good thing too.  One, it’s too pricey for this type of first date and two, my daughter doesn’t like steak.  lol

Both families arrived at the pizza place.  The boy presented my daughter with a single, long-stemmed, red rose, with a yellow ribbon and a small teddy bear.  He told my daughter, he got her a rose because that’s the type of flower in the movie they would be seeing.  Insert *AWE* right here.  The young couple sat at their own table, while both sets of parents and his sister sat and had their lunch two tables away.       20170318_191547.jpg

Lunch finished and we all drove to the theater.  Let me tell you, when they anticipated, “Beauty and the Beast” being a huge hit, they weren’t wrong.  All I can say is, “Thank you, Fandango”!  We arrived over an hour early and it was still packed.  My daughter’s date was given some money so he could purchase their concession items by himself.  Luckily, I was there to give an alternative drink option to the requested slushie, as the machine was out of order.

The kids sat by themselves and the rest of the families sat together.  It was cute.  They had their space, but not even hand-holding occurred.  Everyone had a great time and some memories were made.

While I believe 11 is a bit young to date, there are dating rights of passages that inevitably will come.  We, the parents, are teaching our respective children what to expect on this highly chaperoned “date”: thoughtfulness, courtesy and respect topping the list.

After it was over, my daughter and I discussed the day.  I let her know, that while she wouldn’t be doing much of this anytime soon; esp. after they move, that this was they way she should expect to be treated for all her dates.

In a world where are kids are growing up so fast, I am more than willing to do a bit of hand-holding and overseeing certain areas of my daughter’s growth.  I don’t want her to be naive, but proper exposure is a good thing.

The Garlic Bread Started It!

Published July 30, 2015 by lynn k scott

Today was like any other day at the office.  Well it was, until someone chose to make garlic bread and make me REALLY hungry.  Having Celiac’s Disease, I couldn’t partake in the glorious garlic-filled aroma that now permeated the office.  I returned to my office, shut the door, hoping to seal off some of the intoxicating smell that comes from garlic.

It didn’t work; sadly.

So here I am, sitting at my desk, thinking about the gluten-free caesar salad I had waiting for me this lunch-hour.  To say it paled in comparison to garlic and butter, dripping from glutenous bread, would be an understatement.  It’s hard trying not consume anything gluten when it smells as if Heaven is relocating to your nose.

I had to make a lunch adjustment.  I took myself to the store to pick up an Udi’s gluten-free pizza. After all, $7.00 for a frozen pizza is better than $20.00 for the same pizza from the local pizza place. Don’t get me started on the over-charging restaurants get away with because it’s “gluten-free”.

I make my way back to the office, preheat the oven, and return when I hear it’s at temperature.  I notice thick plumes of smoke coming up from the burner.  That can’t be good.  I open the oven just enough to have clouds of smoke escape and cloud the office halls along with a burnt smell.

Dang it!  Now, I’m gonna get blamed for this one.  I quickly throw in my pizza and rationalize it’s only 12 minutes of cooking time.  I start to return to my office and see exactly how much smoke is lingering in the halls.  It was probably an unnecessary assumption that the smoke detector would go off and then water would rain down from the ceiling, destroying all our electronic equipment.

OFF!  Back to the kitchen and turn the oven off.  Fan on HIGH!  Open windows and doors.  Not really giving a care the air conditioning is on.  I wait a few minutes before retrieving my pizza.  The cheese is half-melted.  Not fully cooked.  Put it on a plate and into the nuker for a 30 seconds.

It’s official.  This pizza sucks.  The smoke has stopped coming up through the burner.  I use a towel and move the oven rack and start wiping up, what appears to be butter.

That damn garlic bread started all this.  It started my craving, led to the pizza purchase and then it ruined the cooking of said pizza.  I’m left with an office full of smoke and some gluten-free gelato.  Who knew I would need that today?  I am just grateful I picked some up.  It will make me feel better, esp. now that I will be cleaning the oven.

No more pizza at work!

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