A friend from San Francisco let me know that this food did originate in San Francisco. The company was sold to Quaker Oats in 1980 (that I did know) and the San Francisco connection was eventually removed from their advertising. I can be wrong from time to time.
Shows you just how many commercials I watch. I was stuck in the 70's.
The girls are safely at school. The 6:55 bus showed up for Elcie without a wheelchair lift. Oops. We waited for the 7:25 (better schedule anyway). It had the lift. I'll try to keep the 7:25. We can leave right behind it with the two 6th graders until I can sort out some transportation for them. I may give myself the day off and work on it tomorrow.
Only one mind change on their clothing and that came from me. Rochelle had selected a top that I thought was a little too hootchie for school although okay for around here. And I had to remove the scissors from both their backpacks. They're kid scissors for use here but they came in with the other school supplies and the girls didn't realize they're contraband so far as the school is concerned. They can't even have nail clippers. I don't think middle school involves much cutting and pasting except on their computers.
I've been looking at the wheelchair lifts that attach to the rear of cars and vans. I've watched people my age handle them with no problem, One of the agencies that works with Elcie will pay for it. They'd pay for a full lift too (into the van) but she doesn't need it. She's fairly mobile and the only reason she needs the chair now is the size of the middle school campus (and the crowding). I worry about her being knocked off her crutches. The chair is safer and much more visible.
The manual chair she's using now has a rigid seat and back. It's hard to take apart and doesn't collaps especially well. When her electric is replaced, it will be even heavier (battery). We'll have to do something. She's not a baby anymore and hasn't been for a while. And I'm not able to do at 68 what I did in my mid to late fifties. Not quite approaching senility yet although I've managed to forget my coffee cup twice so far this morning while remembering something I didn't go to the kitchen for in the first place.
I'll try to get back later with an account of R & R's first day in middle school and Elcie's first day (since 5th grade) of mainstreaming. Should be interesting, at least to me.
Take care everyone.