Spring Break

I always was a fan of spring.
Spring break meant school was coming to an end.
The sounds of kids laughing, ridding their bikes mid-week. I even saw a couple of boys ridding out with some fishing poles at 7am on a Wednesday heading to the docks.
Good times....real good times.

Ted is home for a week.

I hear no laughing.
I hear no bikes.
I hear snoring till well after noon.
I hear the refrigerator opening and closing........over and over and over........
I hear rumblings of .."no food"....."how can you eat THAT"......"are you serious"

Enjoy your college years Son.....the real world is a comin, and I'll let ya in on a lil secret.....It ain't cheap to eat.

Perplexed
Tim