So, folks, we are nearing or maybe even have passed the midpoint of our pandemic situation. What we can do now is dream about the possible future. What that future is, is a complete mystery. The one thing I want more than anything else is for my darling children to go back to school. We all love our kids, but we love them more when they are not around. First off the kids think now that they don’t have to go to school, that they have somehow graduated, and are therefore too smart to be told what to do. My son constantly lectures me on every subject. I try to drink my wine to help with the situation and then he lectures me on how bad it is to drink alcohol. At dinner, I am told I make too much noise when I eat. Today I brought the kids for lunch at Flapjacks, and my daughter started giving me clues on how to run my business better. This is where I get mad at Ronald Reagan, if he hadn’t gotten rid of those psych hospitals I could have convinced someone there to check me in.