A Graduation Celebration

My writing life has been pushed to the back burner this past week with all the activities surrounding my son's high school graduation last Thursday. I've lost count of how many graduation parties he's attended over the past week! My daughter flew home from college (and goes back tomorrow to finish the spring term and take some summer classes), and my parents drove out from Virginia for the ceremony. After watching 352 (!) kids cross the stage, we went out to dinner at our favorite French/Continental restaurant nearby, Marigold. When the owner (who we know) stopped by to chat, my husband asked if she had any openings in the kitchen for my son, who wants to be a pastry chef. She said they just happened to be short one person because someone hadn't worked out, so my son is now one of their pastry prep cooks. It's an ideal summer job for him, and he couldn't be happier. Nor could we! My folks left this morning, so after we put my daughter on the plane tomorrow, life will resume some sense of normality.