adventures of field trip mom

So. I was field trip mom today – something about which I have mixed feelings. I love that it makes meg feel special, but on the other hand, I have to be field trip mom. so I rode into the museum with another mom, who I will describe for you, for the sake of the story. She is a single mom of 38, dressed like she’s 23…without the figure to pull it off. she called me “dude” the whole time, and her car smelled like smoke. Within about 10 minutes of the museum she says to me, “dude, seriously, I gotta take a piss.” I’m thinking, well, we’re almost at the museum. Then we had to drive around the block 2 or 3 times to find a parking spot, and she repeats herself. We find a spot 3 blocks from the museum and we’re walking past beautiful old houses that have been converted into lawyers offices, etc, when she suddenly says, “dude, I’m gonna go pee over there” and she crosses the street toward one such house. Walks past the house and into the parking lot. She peed in the bushes at the back of the parking lot. While I waited, stunned, across the street. In downtown Raleigh. The nice part, not the skeevy part where lots of people are peeing in the parking lots. Then proceeded to cross the street back to me, cheerfully chatting away while we walked the remaining block to the museum. I have no frame of reference for this. None whatsoever!