Franklinsanity

Noon, New Britain, CT:  As I unpacked the car, occasionally assisted by HHW and the kids, it was funny to reflect that it was women who started Father’s Day and, I think, the necktie industry that scaled it. 

(There’s enough stuff on the web about both things that I won’t even bother to link to it here.  It is Father’s Day after all.)

I actually brought 5 ties to Connecticut. Here, I might use them. I used to have probably 100. Since moving to SF, I’ve pared it down to maybe a third that. No one wears ties in SF, really. 
It was strangely relaxing getting all the stuff out of the car:  kid golf bags, tennis racquets, lacrosse sticks, about 5-6 different suitcases or duffle bags, Hostess cupcake boxes, a lot of stuffed animals and dog toys…just steady, slow, thoughtless and light labor. Then carrying everything in and up three flights of stairs (this is a huge house).  

All done now – most of stuff in closets too. 

Next up:  boozy lunch. Why not?  Then I have to buy tennis sneakers for the kids. 

On that note, I’m just about old enough to recall that there were basically two kinds of kids’ athletic shoes when I was growing up:  sneakers, and cleats. Now? Soccer cleats, baseball cleats, basketball shoes, tennis shoes, running shoes, casual sneakers..go, Nike. An obvious observation. But funny to me, still. 

I’d love to find Ted a pair of Tretorns. Is that brand even around anymore?  Web says it is. We’ll see. 

Onward.