The Grill

The grill.  No, I didn't get a new facade for my teeth, but bought the grill for grilled cheese day for Tibbles.  They wouldn't allow the extra large grilled cheese sandwich maker, they wanted a flat grill. This morning was raining, and the kids needed a ride anyhow, so off we went, grill in hand. Bangs couldn't frizz in the rain. Tibbles won't share her (my) umbrella with Gibbles, and Gibbles does not want to be seen with an umbrella.  She doesn't want to be seen as someone who is affected by weather systems in general. This year, she refuses to wear the winter jacket I bought her, and stay with the same pea coat, which offers no R value. The grill took up half the back seat of the truck in the box.  There was no way she could take it on the bus, with the danger of small children getting hit, and falling on the floor, emergency stops, it just was not going to happen.  I could just see little ones flailing, someone getting smacked in the face, injuries of various intensity. Now, if the box is removed it is much more travel worthy. So off we went.  Antonio, the truck puking along because it was damp out, I had to pull over on the soft shoulder twice.  Then realized as I got to the school, I had to park in the high school parking lot, because, as Tibbles reminded me, we are not supposed to park in a "bus loading zone".  I've seen many park in the "loading zone", and we had a "load".  Tibbles is a rule theorist. Then a tiff ensued after dropping Gibbles off at her high school.  Tibbles' back pack was loaded down with so many books and snacks and the fact that she can only wear her back pack on one shoulder, that I deemed it necessary to drag the grill in myself.  She didn't want me to, maybe the stage of being embarrassed of having a mother has kicked in.  I did my mustache, so, a hairy face wasn't the issue.  In the parking lot, she didn't want me to even touch the monolithic box, it was straight out of 2001 A Space Odyssey:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GVMPlIQAz5E .  I had to twist it out of her hands and march it in to the school. Turned out, it could have been dropped off another day, because today was not grilled cheese day.  It would have been better to sneak it there during school hours.  Such drama. ;)