DR. WHO IS DRIVING MY CAR?

There was never any time to ask the kids about school today as I participated in the suburban ritual of chauffeuring my children from activity to activity. I picked up my son at school at 3:00, staying in the playground for one hour, then drove to the next playground that is next to the tennis courts to pick up my daughter from tennis. Then we went home. In less then an hour I made dinner, we ate dinner and we were out the door for the next activity. After that class, I took my daughter to the YMCA for pre-teen night, and then drove my son to the Boy Scouts (pack meeting, as he is a wolf). There he raced around with a potato and got wrapped up like a mummy. We then left to pick up my daughter at the YMCA. After shooting a few hoops, we left to pick up my husband at the train as he was returning from Comic Con. He brought me back a pair of Dr. Who earrings. Between us, I don't even like Dr. Who. I find those Daleks just too darn annoying. But, I could use some time travel right now. If I wear those Tardis earings, maybe a doctor will come save me and bring me to a planet where I get to fight evil while sitting under an umbrella, drinking margaritas by the beach.