I love puns. I know everybody pretends they’re terrible, but I know the truth. Secretly, everyone enjoys a good pun. Oh sure, it’s expected that you’ll groan and roll your eyes, but as Edgar Allan Poe said, “Of puns it has been said that those who most dislike them are those who are least able to utter them.”
The big day’s just around the corner. Summer break is ending and school is cranking back up. Good news for many parents. Maybe not so much for the kids.
Back when I was growing up, I sort of looked forward to going back, especially in the early grades. Summer wasn’t quite as much fun when you had to actually play outside all day. Video games hadn’t been invented yet, so we had to spend most of our time complaining about being bored and hot and having nothing to eat. Top that off with the city spraying who-knows-what to kill mosquitoes and about the only fun thing we had left was begging for money when we heard the ice cream truck ringing its bell.
My grandsons are back home after staying with us for a week. We had a great time doing everything imaginable, from fishing to watching movies to swimming to feeding llamas. I jokingly told my wife I had mixed emotions about taking them home… if you consider joy and elation mixed emotions. (It’s a joke, people! A joke!)