Joy, Oh Joy, Girl Scout Field Trips

We sur­vived anoth­er Girl Scout troop field trip (it took an extra dose of Provig­il and three cups of cof­fee, but we got home). This one was to the Imax 3D the­ater in Chat­tanooga, then the Ten­nessee Aquar­i­um, then Ruby Falls. We did­n’t get back home until after 10 pm. My girls and I left ear­li­er than the oth­ers, even, because they had decid­ed to go find some­where to eat seafood and none of us want­ed that. By the time we got back here, I was at the “beat but too tired to sleep” point. After attempt­ing to catch up on read­ing the many, many pages of LJ entries by my friends, I think I can almost get to bed now. Our two girls were absolute­ly won­der­ful on the trip, and I’m proud of them. They were, in fact, far bet­ter behaved than three of the parents.

Oh—the lead­er’s sched­ule showed us get­ting back to our meet­ing place at 4 pm. Um, what? We were to meet at 8:45 am and hit the road at 9. We wait­ed for a late­com­er while one par­ent went home to get (slight­ly more) appro­pri­ate cloth­ing for her teen daugh­ter (got decent walk­ing shoes but left her bra­less in the too-tight tank top, claim­ing “well all her shirts are like that”—I near­ly said, “so what’s her hourly rate?” Maybe this is a sign that I should­n’t be a leader next year!). We got on the road clos­er to 10 after the head leader final­ly called the late child’s moth­er to see where the heck they were—and the moth­er just said, “Oh, we decid­ed not to go.” With­out call­ing? With­out a word to any­one? For a trip that’s been planned for months, and tick­ets that the troop already paid for? Hap­pi­ly, we had a “spare” show up hop­ing to go despite hav­ing thought she’d be out of town when we did the plan­ning, so the tick­ets weren’t wasted.

So any­way, leader one says we’ll be in Chat­tanooga by 11 and made reser­va­tions for the IMAX for 11:30. That did­n’t work. My car pulled in at 11:30, and I don’t exact­ly dri­ve slow­ly. Two more vehi­cles arrived 15 and 20 min­utes lat­er. She did man­age to change the reser­va­tions for noon. But per­son­al­ly, I would have sched­uled the aquar­i­um after the dri­ve (sit­ting, then walk­ing), then lunch, THEN the Imax, then Ruby Falls. As it was, the girls were fid­gety through the movie (although it was WAY cool) because they’d just spent 1.5 to near­ly 2 hours sit­ting in cars. I could­n’t blame them at all, either—that’s just too long to sit after such a trip. Then they were all pret­ty whiney and tired by the end of the Ruby Falls hike (which took about 2 hours rather than the sched­uled 1 hour). But hey, I was­n’t in charge, I was just the offi­cial Cer­ti­fied First Aider for this trip. But no, nobody was at our meet­ing place at 4 pm unless some poor par­ents were hang­ing out there (they had been told that leader one would call them when we got back in town, so they should­n’t have been waiting—I hope nobody was!).

One of our Daisies, a real sweet­ie, attached her­self to Katie, so she and her father rode up with us and came back in one of the vans. I think her father was a lit­tle weird­ed out about the Moxy Fru­vous and TMBG CDs, but when I asked him what he liked he said “any­thing but rap” and did­n’t want to choose a CD. Since he was talk­ing about some book series called “Rais­ing Chil­dren God’s Way” I did refrain from putting in the Gaia Con­sort CDs, just to keep the peace. Or even the Cir­cle Round CD, although I think his daugh­ter would have loved it. Heck, I did­n’t even play the Dar Williams CD that has “The Chris­tians and the Pagans” on it. I was being a good girl.

G & R weren’t fin­ished pack­ing for the trip tomor­row when we got home—G had said she was fin­ished last night! I knew she would­n’t feel like doing it tonight! I THINK they’re in bed now. EEEP! The down­side is that it’ll be hell­ish to get them out of bed in a few short hours. On the hap­py side, they might sleep through most of their flight.

Please for­give the lack of com­ments on your entries today. I’ll attempt to go back and do some tomor­row if I can, but I don’t know that I’ll get to do so.

Cur­rent Mood: 🙁exhaust­ed
Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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