The backstory: Last week felt longer than usual and I had an evening event at school on Thursday, making me good and tired come Friday morning. I assigned JT DJ duties in the car and he hooked me up with loud music from my own Middle School years. As we rolled into the last turn before our arrival at school, he turned up AC/DC’s “Back in Black.” We sat at the traffic light and soaked in the bad ass aura. Then JT turned to me and offered a comment.
JT: A mom who appreciates AC/DC and knows how a 3-2 zone works. Not bad.