About the Super Glue

Yesterday KS commented, "What about the superglue?" And she's SO RIGHT. I never followed up on that. Funny enough, as I was washing all the camp clothes yesterday, I came across a t-shirt in H's camp bag with a mostly used tube of superglue attached to it. It appeared that either 1. she used the superglue with that shirt on and it became attached to the shirt, or 2. she threw the still-oozing glue onto the shirt in her cubby. At any rate, it reminded me to ask her the question: WHAT ABOUT THE GLUE?
Well, it turns out the emergency was a broken flip flop, but apparently there are COUNTLESS uses for superglue at camp, but I won't bore you with all that. Perhaps, I'll add that to my redneck packing for camp list next year. Ya'll remind me.
As you know, we went to Asheville this week-end with a long rainy trip back on Sunday exascerbated by the fact that we'd been up too late at the champage and book bar in downtown Asheville the night before. The girls went to a three hour soccer clinic last night to prepare for middle school soccer tryouts, the boys played outside in the stifling heat much of the day; needless to say, everyone was tired. AND we were all watching this show together about a dentist who takes his family on an RV trip but loses the keys in Amish country, so they have to join in the community. AND on the hottest day of the year, it was our first family soup night to benefit the food pantry, so lots was going on.
I decided to go upstairs for a minute to fold some clothes, then J came up and wanted to snuggle, so we sat on my bed for a minute and both of us FELL ASLEEP with the lights on and everything. Half folded pile of clothes beside me and all. Well, fast forward about 6 hours...
Apparently Chris also fell asleep but downstairs on the sofa with the kids with the soup still on (someone had turned it back on after I left to have a second bowl). He woke up at 4 A.M. to the smell of soup (ya think?), all the lights on, etc. but some sweet kid had covered him up, covered up J and me, turned off our lights upstairs, and put the dogs in their crates. The kids were all asleep, of course. So about 4 a.m. Chris and I meet up in the hall still fully dressed asking each other "What happened?" It was hilarious and a miracle the house didn't burn down.
On another note: what is WITH these huge school supply lists? A friend texted me yesterday that she had spent $88 on her daughter's school supplies. Even with the dollar tree, I spent a pretty penny for my four kids. I mean, why does a 1st grader need 8 glue sticks? In my experience, glue sticks don't even work! And dry erase markers? Do any of you remember bringing chalk or erasers to school? And 4 1 inch three-ring binders per kid? They'll never get even half of them in their bookbags. I'd be interested in hearing some totals out there if anyone wants to share. Maybe it's just a regional thing. I can't WAIT to get these school supplies out of my dining room. Even if they are organized, it's a bunch of stuff that needs to go to its natural habitat.
Well, I'm all fired up to edit my novel, last round, but I can't open the file for some unknown reason. I'm trying not to freak out because it's backed up and all, so I know it's there. BUT I just can't seem to open it. Hopefully today will be the day.
I'm sending up prayers this week to all the folks who are looking for jobs, in danger of losing their houses, and struggling to get school supplies for their kids.