I know that sounds like the beginning of a really Spam, but it is the second snow day and I am starting to feel a bit cabin bound.
Once in a while a snow day can be fun, it can interrupt the long cold winter and bring together family bonding. (Hopefully not the type of bonding that involves duct tape.) but by the second day, the boys eyes are glazed over from unlimited video games. They have caught up on on the recorded programs on the DVR, and all the winter gear has been found to be 1. Too Little 2. Too old to wear (holes and elastic popping) or 3. Too wet (after it has been worn outside).
I did enjoy my day. I baked a cake, made Lasagna and Muddy Buddies and Jello cups. I finished grading the homework and spent way too much time deciding whether or not to cancel my class yesterday evening. (I did cancel the class, I hope my students did not miss me too much.)
So what shall we talk about...
Here is what I would be telling you about if you were in my kitchen right now.
For a while we have suspected we have some after hours teen activities in the back corner of our yard. We find empty beer and alcohol bottles. But this morning when I looked out on the freshly fallen snow in my back yard, this is what I saw.
Do you see those footprints? Do you know what that means?
The teenagers that have been partying in the back corner of my yard have also been walking into my yard towards my house. AND it appears from following the footsteps -- JUMPING ON MY TRAMPOLINE!!
So please tell me.
Am I just being paranoid?
Even if they really are in my yard, is it a big deal?
What can I do about it? (I mean besides using my CSI training to make imprints of the footsteps and then interviewing every kid from age thirteen to sixteen.)