Saturday, November 18, 2006

Hubbub on Teenager Hill

Life has been pretty lively over here on Teenager Hill – hence my hiatus from blogging. With many apologies to all of my dear friends who have so kindly worried about me, here is the rundown on recent events:

First, the Teenager was in a car accident (no one was hurt) which involved something to do with donuts in a parking lot on a rainy day, a telephone pole and a police officer which resulted in a reckless driving ticket that we're trying to get reduced which involved begging everyone we know to write letters to the City of Scottsdale about what a fabulous kid the Teenager is which resulted in lots of tears from Queen Mom when she read all of the letters and realized just HOW fabulous everyone thinks her Teenager really is and all of this happening at the same time as Dad-Who-Would-Be-Outlaw's job along with car insurance for the Teenager, not to mention the Teenager's future college career, dangled in the balance of Intel's current restructuring plan which resulted in Dad-Who-Would-Be-Outlaw flying all over the country in his effort to rescue his job (which he did) and all of this happening at the same time as the Teenager's college applications are due (Nov. 30) which involves a complicated process because in order to get into film school (the Teenager's life ambition) the Teenager has to fill out not one, but two complete applications for each college which involves essays and teacher recommendations for each of these two applications multiplied by five colleges thus quintupling not only the Teenager's workload, but that of all the lovely people who just put their hearts and souls into letters to help the Teenager stay out of jail and are now being asked to write college recommendations and, oh by the way, all of this happening at the same time as Queen Mom's job exploded which involved adding a huge new responsibility (our company's entire web development plan) and moving her office to a different campus and all of this happening at the same time as the Teenager was producing "A Midsummer Night's Dream" AND studying for the SAT and ACT tests and, because he was spending his afternoons and evenings producing the play, the Teenager could not attend the SAT and ACT study classes so Queen Mom has been tutoring the Teenager and if you'll recall how much…mm…fun it was when your parents tried to teach you how to drive you might have some sense of just how much…mm…fun Queen Mom and the Teenager are having adjusting to their new relationship as Tutor and Tutoree and all of this happening at the same time as Queen Mom's dear friend and attorney came down with a serious illness which resulted in a continuance of the court case for reckless driving against the Teenager and, let's not forget, throughout all of these events the Teenager's truck was wrecked and spent two months in the body shop which means that, since Dad-Who-Would-Be-Outlaw has been flying all over the country, Queen Mom has been chauffeuring the Teenager to school, to rehearsals, to various and sundry film production projects, to Homecoming, to football games and to church which brings us back to the donuts, the telephone pole, the police officer, the car accident and the rainy day which started the whole affair.

[deep breath]

Surely there's a moral here.


Stephen Blackmoore said...

"Surely there's a moral here."

Yeah. Don't eat donuts.

Glad to hear nobody was hurt in the accident. Best of luck with... well, with everything, I guess.

Be well. Don't kill anyone. It'll just add a whole other set of complications. Trust me.

Anonymous said...

I'm with Stephen. The moral is "Don't eat donuts."

Glad everyone is okay. Welcome back to the blogosphere.


Making A Mark said...

"Surely there's a moral here."

Yup - stay single - it's simpler! ;)

What is more keep a diary and keep reminding the Teenager that you are racking up your car miles so that when you are decrepit and IT IS THEIR TURN he just knows where he stands in the debits and credits of chauffering other people around.............

Making A Mark said...

Oh - and I totally forgot to say - but welcome back!!! :)

Elizabeth Krecker said...

To be precise, we're not talking about the powdered sugar kind of donuts. More like the burning rubber and tire tracks kind. As in driving circles. Little tight ones. In a parking lot. Really fast. In the rain. Really, really fast. In the pouring rain. With lots of people watching.

Hence the telephone pole, car accident and police officer.

[deep sigh]

it's good to hear from you all!

Mindy Tarquini said...

Drop a line every once in a while, though.

Lala worries.

angie said...

I can't get with the no donut advice. Although mebbe the moral is that donuts and telephone poles don't mix... (yes i know you were talking about the stupid teenage kind of donut).

I also second Mindy. Just drop line to let us know you're still breathing!!! What can I say? I'm a writer and have an extremely overactive imagination.

Elizabeth Krecker said...

You are all so great!

[eyes fill with tears]

I figured I'd start posting again and in a month or so y'all would maybe wander back! You can't know how much it means to me to know what great friends you all are!!


Brett Battles said...

Holy crap. I will never complain about anything again (and no, I'm not saying your complaining at so much.) Glad all seems to be working out for the good. I wish you only calm and quieter/happier times in the near future.

Glad you're back. We were all worried about you.

Brett Battles said... "so much" I meant so much happening, not complaining...

Anonymous said...

Wow, that might be the longest sentence I've ever read! I did miss you very much and wondered where you were. Life sure gets crazy every once in a while, but usually it quiets down after a crazy period, so you have that to look forward to (I hope)!

Good luck with everything, I know you'll conquer it all because you could easily conquer the world if you wanted, you're just too busy to.

Elizabeth Krecker said...

Thanks for the hope, Brett and Mai Wen! I missed you both, too!

May quieter times reign!

Sandra Ruttan said...

Nice to see you back Elizabeth.

Plantation said...

I'm with Mai. What a sentence! Glad you're back. Miss you.

Elizabeth Krecker said...

Aside from avoiding donuts, the moral here is quite clearly this: friends are priceless. Thank you all!