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Space Junk and Beer!

Really, wranglers?  Dad hasn’t even landed in Germany for his “important conference” right next door to the local beer hall, and you guys are in the bickering orbit already!  Is it too late for me to have an important meeting somewhere, anywhere? 
It’s beginning to feel like some of that space junk they’re talking about in the news is rattling around in my head. Yes, we have space junk whirling around planet Earth! Me and the other astrophysicists are trying to figure out how to capture it and make our planet a safer place.

Mommies In Orbit is also looking for a safe place to hide when the wranglers start to exhibit their famous wolverine snarling. Oh, that’s right I’m supposed to be in charge. Lately, Rocket Boy and Channel Chick are in the lead, and I just want to get away……….

” I adore you kids, but I gotta get the hell outta here!

So where’s the happy medium? Oh that’s right Dad, The Scientist claimed that spot. What’s left for Mom?

If it sounds like I’m:

a.) feeling sorry for myself

b.) telling it like it is

or

c.) just need to gas it up and head out,

You’re right! All of the above are true. Wish me luck while I try to figure out how to blaze a trail of my own! 

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” by Mark Twain.

Gosh, another beer!



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