The youngest (note I did not say the littlest) of us did it. She graduated from something other than high school.
Several grueling interview steps followed by months of training, topped off with a challenging two-week course at DPSST (Department of Public Safety Standards and Training) and voila! She's now a Basic Telecommunications Officer.
Way to go, Mo!
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Spring
Spring used to mean track & field and softball. This meant packing a lawn chair, a blanket, a down coat, a scarf and hat, a rain coat, an umbrella, sunglasses, rain boots and flip flops.
And planning to use all of them in one afternoon.
Now that everyone's all adult (said in a super-sarcastic and drawn-out tone) and moving on with their lives, spring means...well, spring. Which is great, but the 'old days' were great too.
So I did a little digging and found....
NOTE: that is not MY finger attempting to pick my nose!
Bring it, spring!
And planning to use all of them in one afternoon.
Now that everyone's all adult (said in a super-sarcastic and drawn-out tone) and moving on with their lives, spring means...well, spring. Which is great, but the 'old days' were great too.
So I did a little digging and found....
Some Softball!!!
NOTE: that is not MY finger attempting to pick my nose!
Bring it, spring!
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