The Road Runner - Beep, beep.

On Wednesday, like Annie I slept in, but Janice raced off at the normal time to school. It was an assembly and the whole school is trying to lift the number of words and books read from the library. They did a price is right type activity. The child who guessed the closest number won a Mini Cooper for the day (a child sized motorized car). The principal also promised to dress up like a chicken and do the birdie dance if the school met their goal. I was in school later that afternoon and the next day - those kids are motivated!
When Janice got back, we headed for the Botanical Gardens after a CD of the Indian storyteller and flute player we had heard on our first night. They didn't have any left but we did get to see something unexpected - a road runner! It was very cool. We rung Annie and Crissi and left them a beep beep message on their phone. This was follow by our first shop, Ross'. Man you got to see that place to believe it. I was completely overwhelmed but Janice, a Ross' shopping pro, guided me effectively and before long I had a stack of clothes in the fitting room. I tried on one suit and thought, that's quite nice but I'm not that sure. Janice liked it and told me to check the price. It was $15.00 plus tax. I quickly changed my mind! I tried on a nice dress, it was Calvin Klein $39.99. I didn't get it but it gives you an idea. Janice was very patient.
We headed back to Janice's school as she had a volunteer programme to supervise. About 20 people came in and worked with one child (two if someone was away) for about an hour and a half. Janice had a drink and snack ready for the children. Each child had a folder with spelling words in it for testing, a story to read and questions to answer and some maths problems to solve. I got to work with two children which I loved. This seemed to be an after school programme. Then we headed back shopping, picking up a few more bits and pieces. We both realised we were running out of time and although Janice was keen to make sure I had seen all the things on the list she had been keeping, we called it quits and headed for home where Casey, bless him, had tea already for us and it was yummy. After tea, Casey got out his guitar and we sung choruses. It was such a lovely time and very moving.
Just before going to bed I packed my fed ex box - scary!