(Yesterday Was) Monday Monday

It was Monday all around yesterday...

But first, our story starts when I got a surprising call from Squirt, the progeny, Saturday afternoon.

Squirt: Hey, Daddy? I wanna run something by you.

[mall noises in background]

Me: (after a a snickering pause at how much her opening sounded like her mother) Okay, shoot.

S: (after a long way around the bush, VERY Joe-like ramp up to her eventual point, which made me snicker) What would you think about me getting my cartilage pierced?

[Keep in mind, that even though she's 12, she is getting ready to move to a new school--a public school, for the first time in her life--AND that she's my daughter...this didn't seem too out there, to me, at least ]

Even though I'm a very would-rather-have-my-head-in-the-sand-about-certain-things kind of dad, and that, if it were up to me, she'd be wearing a turtleneck bathing suit to the pool, this didn't bother me at all.

So, I told her 'yes' and listened to her be both surprised and excited, then told her to call me after it was done even though I'd probably be able to hear when it happened, what with the Mall they were at being only 5 or so miles away.

Squirt calls back a scant 5 minutes later.

Me: Already done?

S: Noooo(!)

Me: Wha'hoppen?

S: There's some stupid law now that won't let you get your cartilage pierced at the Mall. So, we're just gonna go to 23rd Street Body Piercing later.

So, she was disappointed, but wound up going to see Sex and the City with her mother as consolation.

Cut to: Yesterday afternoon and now they are on their way to get the top of her ear pierced, she called and was just about twice as excited as she had been Saturday. So, I tell her to call me when they're just a few minutes away, and if I could break away from Downtown, I'd hustle over to be there when she got it done.

Wasn't able to make it down there, and it's just as well. She called back with the news:

S: Auuuuuugh! I hate all these stupid laws!

Me: ???

S: Now, we find out that you have to be 16 (!) to get your cartilage pierced!

Me: Did you call them to find out first if there was anything else you needed to know after what happened at the Mall Saturday?

S: We called. But, um, not about that.

Me: What did you call about?

S: What time they opened.

Me: Uh-huh...well, that sucks, Squirt. I know how much you were looking forward to having it done.

S: Mom's gonna check out what the laws are in Texas...

But, it wasn't a total loss for her, as (another) consolation, she talked her mom into letting her get her lobes pierced again. This now makes 3 sets on either side. That'll do, Squirt. That'll do.


Here's the way My Monday started...

I grabbed my watch, wallet, etc., heading out the door this morning; got keys, lighter, smokes, check, check, check. Pens!
Grabbed the 2 I've been using most lately from the edge of the desk, slip them into my shirt pocket, off to save the world.

Got to work, poured some coffee, checked my reflection...one of the pens obviously is leaking. Damn! Pulled the offender out, to see if it was broken or otherwise usable...cap was FUCKING OFF! How'd I miss that?

Jeezy Creezy.