BIG BIG NEWS -- Body Guard Wanted

Remember the days when you would stand in line 4-ev-er for concert tix. Ya know, you would camp out with some Dr Pepper and zebra cakes for front row seats to Backstreet Boys and Michael Jackson I mean Tesla, Page and Plant, and Van Halen.

Well the days have changed ladies and gents. No longer am I getting my sorority sisters together for concert tickets, camping out in the rain to see some washed up druggies, and standing in line for guitar pick seats...but now I am getting my hubby, a fanny pack, and some good texting plan and we have strategically combed the area with our color coded spreadsheets and pure determination for what is rightly ours. It is like the day after Thanksgiving, but minus the shopping...replaced with competition -- fierce completion.

And if you think some stoned college kids (NO, NOT ME) were bad, you should see.....
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PRE KINDERGARTEN MOMS.

Here in my new state the Pre K program is state funded and works like a voucher system. All Pre K's are privately ran -- [meaning none are public or associate with the public schools in any way shape or form].

So, what school you get into is based on who you know when you get on the waiting list. And we were at a little disadvantage cause we did not get here until June and I did not figure all this out until mid-June and then I researched and toured and stalked and researched some more. The first school I wanted, we were 47 on the waiting list. Ahh.

But I settled on a school less than one mile from our house and when we toured it in late June and I could not get my kids to leave. They loved it, and so did I. So we got on the waiting list -- we were 12. Then I prayed and fasted, for like a whole hour...the fasting part. And called the next day and we were still 12. Ah!

So I baked cookies and sent cards and hired a hit man for the 11 kids in front of us - I kid. I kid. About the cookies.

Then I called last week and we were number 4...then I called Monday and we were...

still number 4.

But today, the phone rang in all it's splendid glory and...and...and...WE ARE IN. Did you hear me? We won. Oh, red knights goin down...down, down, down. [name that movie without cheating]

I peed my pants, but just a little. And tonight we have a MANDATORY parent meeting that if we miss, we forfeit our spot. I am taking a body guard.