I see Mom filled you in about our bat problem. We haven't found it, despite a couple of hours walking around with a flashlight and the fireproof LL Bean gloves (for picking up the bat if I were unfortunate enough to find it). Mom called a batproofing service and they're coming Tuesday. All in all an unwelcome development.
Congratulations on what sounds like a successful presentation! I have your commencement date in both my calendars.
At the Financial Aid Institute last week I had a woman in my group from Simmons - Marie Charles, if you ever run across her.
I hope your blogathon is going well and I'm glad to see you've had a visit.
Love, Dad
Posted by: Dad at July 29, 2006 03:45 PM
One of my friends had a bat in their house. Their dad tried to hit it with a tennis racquet. It fell, and hit a lit gas burner on the stove, so it caught on fire. Then it flew around the kitchen, on fire, and his dad tried to hit it with the sprayer/hose thing from the kitchen sink. They finally caught it and it died in the sink, drowned.
It's a story you have to hear for it to be funny, but I wish your parents much better luck and a non-destroyed kitchen.