Bag of Randomness for Tuesday, August 25, 2015

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  • One hour and nine minutes – That’s how long we waited in our car to pick up DaughterGeeding from her first day of school.  Obviously, they have some kinks to work out from the first day of school, which I expected.  Not to mention, it was the first day of the school’s existence.
  • I noticed the headmaster was outside, still with a well-tied tie and three-piece suit, running around in the Texas heat directing traffic and using his walkie-talkie to radio other staff about what kid to get ready for what car.  Now that I think about it, I don’t really recall any of my principals wearing a suit often, but that was certainly the norm way back when.  I wonder when they first started to go without the coat and tie, and I bet the older generation was ticked about how lazy and unprofessional society has become.
  • We didn’t expect DaughterGeeding to be crying or sad her first day, but when he hit the half-hour mark of sitting in the car with a never ending number of vehicles in front of us, we started to think she might be breaking down, that we forgot about her, and sad, tired, and ready to get home.  But when she walked out the school, she had a big ol’ smile on her face, with a skip in her step, and as perky as one could be.  She said she never doubted we’d show because she knew we love her and told her we would.  That little nugget went on to tell us how fun the day was and that she was ready to go back tomorrow.  And to our surprise, she was excited about getting home to do her homework.  I know, this won’t last, but I’m going to cherish it while I still can.
  • One of the first things she said when she got in the car was, “Hello BrotherGeeding, did you miss me?”
  • DaughterGeeding did wake up crying after falling asleep for about a half hour thinking she didn’t complete all of her homework.
  • I’m grateful I have a job that allows me to fantastic work-life balance.  It’s times like yesterday that I don’t take my job for granted.
  • Life keeps on changing and things will never be the same, and I tend to forget that.  Yeah, DaughterGeeding was in preschool for two years, but now everything seems so “real” and will now become the norm.
  • Americans awarded France’s highest honor after stopping European train attack –  I’m proud of those individuals, but thought they were underdressed for the occasion.  I know, cut them some slack.
  • Authorities foil drone-delivery of porn, drugs and gun to Maryland prison
  • I tend to think no one really cares about the pictures at the top of each Bag of Randomness, but sometimes I get an email saying it touched them emotionally or reminded them about something.
  •  I was listening to some non-Ticket radio, and I’m not even sure what station I was on, but the focus of the conversation was about how all Briles and Baylor needs to do is let the convicted sexual assaulter story just blow over, just ride it out, since it worked for NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell.  When I first heard of that, it really made me think, and perhaps it was the inflection in the man’s voice, but it seemed insensitive, as if he cared more about the reputation of the football program and school, than he did about student safety and the sexual assault of one student.  Talking about worshiping false idols and not having any priorities.  As much as I didn’t like what and how it was said, I do think no one comes out of this totally clean, even if it’s an inside investigation.  My money would be on Phil Bennet for acknowledging how that player would be coming back and referencing something about his discipline, so it sounds like he’s in the know.  Not to mention, his defense hasn’t been that strong and he would be an easy scapegoat.
  • Two suicides are linked to Ashley Madison leak, including a San Antonio police captain
  • Whataburger delivery is being tested in Dallas
  • Heinz no longer qualifies as ketchup in IsraelCompetitors prove product doesn’t have minimum tomato content
  • GIF – Today’s dose of ‘MURICA
  • One flu shot could soon protect against any strain
  • There are no human injuries, but here’s the result of a pressure cooker accident in the kitchen.
  • The Brandon High School band is banned from playing at halftime during football games since they want to play ‘How Great Thou Art’.  With no band at halftime, supporters in the stands start singing the hymn.
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S— Just Got Real

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  • This little girl woke up and acted as if she was going to Disneyland.  Without being told, she made and ate her own breakfast and put on her uniform a good half hour before we were ready to leave.
  • Things were surprisingly organzied this morning at the school.
  • WifeGeeding was a kindergarten teacher all of her adult life before becoming a mom, and has strongly stated she wouldn’t cry on this day because she’s been through it enough time on the opposite side.  I tried to get her to shed a tear on the way to school by talking about the time the pregnancy test came back positive, hearing her heartbeat for the first time, and getting a good whiff of that new baby smell the first time she held her in her arms.  Nope, no tears, WifeGeeding was solid as a rock.
  • To my surprise, not one parent or child cried.  However, when we said our final goodbye, I took a quick u-turn after leaving to see what she looked like through an inside window.  She had the look of, wow, this is real, and I’m all alone, but I got to be strong, and I don’t know what to expect yet.  All I could do was think of all I’ve done to prepare her for this moment.
  • Don’t think I don’t know how lucky/blessed/fortunate I am. I go to bed nightly thinking I don’t deserve any of this.
  • I remember my father dropping me off the first day of kindergarten, and as I drove back home with the sun in my face, I thought of Dad and wondered what he must have thought as he was driving away from school.  While that thought was going through my mind, Mike and the Mechanics’ “The Living Years” was playing on the radio.
    • I wasn’t there that morning
      When my Father passed away
      I didn’t get to tell him
      All the things I had to say

      I think I caught his spirit
      Later that same year
      I’m sure I heard his echo
      In my baby’s new born tears
      I just wish I could have told him in the living years

      Say it loud, say it clear
      You can listen as well as you hear
      It’s too late when we die
      To admit we don’t see eye to eye

  • When I got home I texted one of my best friends who I met in kindergarten, graduated with, roomed with in college, worked at the same place after college, and lived in multiple apartments with.  I told him, ” Just think, we met each other in kindergarten and have been lifelong friends. I doubt she’ll be as lucky as me.”  His reply, “I’m sure she will find a friend that puts her in a trunk in college too.”
  • As for BoyGeeding, ain’t nothing going to stop him from eating his waffle.

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