Do you hear bells?

schools out for summer

schools out for summer

 Stopping short of channeling Rodney Dangerfield, I'm ready for back to school. Last week, Abby said she was quitting summer, and I thought, "No, I'm not quite over it yet."

Folks, I'm over it. I'm ready for the sweet change of the season, and this surprises me. I hang on to every moment, every milestone. But perhaps I've been preparing for Dillon's entry into kindergarten ever since he turned 5 and later graduated from 4K.

It's been a wild ride, but I'm ready to conclude the Frat Party of 2011. Let the closing ceremonies begin.

I realized my excitement as I pushed the shopping cart through Walmart the other night. To be clear, I don't love Wal-Mart. But Walmart = school supplies, so off I went. I went straight to the school supply aisle and got to work. Crayola Classic Markers. Check. Number two pencils. Check. But when I got to the crayons, there were only two boxes left. I needed four. And the blunt-ended scissors? Gone, too.

"Oh, well," I said to myself, thinking that's what I get for waiting until after the "sales tax holiday" to shop for supplies. I should have known everything would be gone. "Excuse me, ma'am?" I asked a sales associate. "When will you restock?"

"You know there are big boxes full of supplies on the other aisle."

No, I didn't know. I'm a school-supply-shopping novice. She led me around the corner to the Oz of school supplies. Boxes and boxes of crayons and scissors and glue sticks, oh my! It was too easy. I was sad when I checked everything off the list.

Then I headed to the fabric section to get a 1/2 yard of muslin. I don't buy fabric. I'm not crafty. I had heard of muslin but had no idea where to look. A friendly sales associate said, "Oh, I'll get it for you. How much do you need?" They were so prepared! At that moment, I was officially loving Walmart.

Later, I expressed my joy on Facebook. Shopping for schools supplies was actually fun! Most of my friends agreed with Hilda, who wrote, "There's just something exciting about brand new markers, crayons, paper, and glue!"

But my friend, Patience, wrote, "Um, you're insane. That's what I think."

I guess it's a matter of opinion.