I'm off work, at home. It's quiet. I'm drinking a cup of Snickerdoodle coffee and I can't hear anyone anywhere moaning two words I've come to loathe: "I'm booooored!'' Life is good. We're back to school and, with the exception of a few snafus, the first day is off to a fairly smooth start. It's tradition for me to walk my daughter to the bus  -- which we almost missed this morning -- and then race over to school and get a picture of her getting off of the bus. All went as planned and my daughter, who is truly happy  to be back in the classroom with her friends,  is taking in the first moments of fifth grade. Meanwhile, I'm gearing up mentally for a full fall schedule of ballet, Girl Scouts, piano, viola, PTO, etc., etc. For now, I think I'll just enjoy my java -- maybe head for the bookstore before lunch with a dear friend. The calendar can wait.