But The Daughters are pushing every last button I have and that makes me twitchy.
We've also had a great summer and that makes me happy.
And the school supplies have hit the store and that makes me giddy.
So even though The Daughters going back to school means that I go back to school with them, I let those few rows of school supply wonder erase any melancholy I feel about the end of summer.
Here are my five favorite school supplies.
1. Composition Books. I love a fresh notebook with its empty pages, so full of the promise of new and powerful words. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Chances are that the pages will be filled with grocery lists and recipes I'll never make, but the possibility that I'll fill those pages with words that wax poetic about this wonder known as life still exists. Even if only in my very tired mind.
2. Crayons. So far, The Daughters have never asked for a 64 box of Crayolas (with the built-in sharpener) and if they ever ask for it, I'm not sure what I'll do. Because if anyone in this household is getting a box of 64 Crayolas (with the built-in sharpener), it will be me. And I'll use all 64 colors to draw pictures on my fresh new composition book. (Now, we could get a 96-count box of Crayolas. This gives me goosebumps.)
3. Cap Erasers. These things are magic, y'all. Don't believe me? Try this: Buy a package of them. Leave them on your kitchen counter when you get in from the store. Race to the bathroom (because you always have to go to the bathroom when you're bringing in sacks from Hellmart) come back to the kitchen and voila! They've disappeared.
4. School Bags. Oh. My Heavens. I could very easily be a street person and carry all of my possessions in all of my bags. I love back packs and messenger bags and over-the-shoulder slings. I love plaid bags and chevron bags (why the hate for chevron, people?) and polka dotted bags and monochromatic bags. I just love bags. Of course, I never actually use one, I just buy them, pile them in my closet and occasionally run my hand over their beauty.
5. Colored Pens. I'm convinced that if peace treaties were signed with green or purple or pink or turquoise ink, there'd be no more war. "Imagine there's no black ink..." those are Lennon's lost lyrics. I'm almost positive.
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