Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for.

Disappointing: Finding out that three students from your girls’ middle school brought BB guns into the building today, which was also the day of the active shooter drill. (Let me repeat that. Today was the active shooter drill, where the following announcement is made to the students: “Attention. Attention. This is an active shooter drill. Take immediate action. Lockdown. Lockdown. Lockdown. Again, this is a drill. Please assume your lockdown positions.”) As I was sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee and writing e-mails, my kids were pretending that a shooter was in the building, while three POTENTIAL shooters WERE in the building. (With BB guns. I know.)

Also Disappointing: Our school probably won’t make the BB gun kids go through “three minutes alone in a small room with some of the meaner parents whose kids go to that middle school” as a punishment. Also, there will be no Shirley Jackson “The Lottery” reenactment with the BB gun kids playing the role of Tessie Hutchinson.

Clarification: I’m the least violent person you sort of know. I don’t really buy into the eye for an eye thing. Not a big fan of the death penalty. This morning I spent 45 minutes trying to coax a fly out of an open window because he seemed slow and I wanted him to get some fresh air.

Jeff: Did they taze the offenders?
Me: I’m sort of hoping they shot them in the kneecaps with their own BB guns. (But not really. But sort of.)

I don’t want to talk about it anymore.

As of last night, my Yoga for a Happy Life class is halfway over. And that’s just fine because sometimes it feels more like Twister than yoga. “Get into a low lunge with your left leg back. Now lift that back leg.” (Try it. It’s impossible. Also impossible? My ability to not laugh when asked to do something like lifting my back leg when I’m in a low lunge.)

This is happening right now.


This was finished while watching CNN and drinking coffee this morning.

Icy Tiller

This is next.


I need to come around here more often. By the way, the fly DID make it out the window. (Some of you were wondering. I just know it.) ‘ ‘ ‘text/javascript’>

10 thoughts on “Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for.”

  1. At least you have someone to laugh with. I have a feeling there will be even MORE laughter next week. See? A happy life.

  2. De-lurking to say boo to lockdown drills and bb guns.

    But Yay! to apple season
    (just ate a Sweetango today)
    and yoga
    (thank you, youtube and Adrienne)
    and your very pretty Tiller scarf

    Cables + trinity stitch = win

  3. Talk less. Smile more.
    Do the BB gun girls know the 10 dual commandments?

    What the heck is wrong with those kids? Please tell me they did get a decent punishment.

  4. On my way to work this am, I heard a story about a 13 year old with a BB gun replica of a police issued weapon.
    Unfortunately, the child was shot by an officer when he pulled it from his waist band.
    Heart breaking.
    You do beautiful work.

  5. Middle school kids do stupid things. NONE of the stupid things they do should involve weapons of any sort. Because dead children are nothing to joke about. I would like for the parents of those girls to have to sit in front of the rest of the PTA and explain what they think might be an appropriate way to handle discipline for the “incident”. Getting to say, “Nobody was hurt,” is not an option.

    Thank you for reminding me I need some more apples.

    And now, I’ve got to figure out what yarn I want to use to make my Irish Coffee sweater. I bought the pattern long before you mentioned it earlier and never got around to deciding what to do next. I’m like that fly — thank you for allowing him (her?) to get some fresh air.

  6. Hello, I’d just like to say in a rapidly, changing and weirdly seemingly out of control world (and scary politically) I chose to come to visit Fluid pudding as I find it a very calming, and pleasant corner of the internet. No pressure ! Please don’t change a thing. Just I am no longer checking out the Guardian newspaper in my lunch hour (I’m a Brit) or checking FB ( time suck!)I’d rather come here and read your archives. Is this weirding you out? I hope not. Also I recall your an editor ( I used to be a regular follower years ago before I spent some time in remote South East Asia free of the internet ) and so please don’t be offended by my lack of punctuation .

    I’m very sorry and sad to read your girls have to go through a practice run in their school of what to do should their school be involved in a shooting. I guess it may be similar to my mothers school bomb raids drills during 1940’s Britain (sit under their desks with gas mask on ). I really hope from the bottom of my heart your girls never need to put it into practice. Also I think those silly kids bringing in BB guns need to see Bowling for Columbine or something similar to make them think about their actions or do some community service. I think over here they might be suspended from school or possibly expelled, even if it was meant as a joke. Probably the police would be called in too.

    Sorry I just re read you didn’t want to talk about it any more. My bad. On a different note wow your a great knitter and I need to make apple cake to use up my windfall apples.

    1. Oddly enough, I just saw your comment for the first time (glitches in my commenting system), and I love you. Thanks so much for stopping by! (You are welcome to hang out any time.)

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