Impending Mantle of Power

So it looks like my wife and I will be co-presidents of the PTA next year. Now it’s not official yet; the elections have not been held. But as we are running unopposed, I think we have a better than 50-50 chance of bagging the big office. I guess we’ll have to wait and see – not counting premature chicken fetuses and all that.

What does it mean to be PTA president? I have pondered this for several weeks. Will we have secret service parents protecting us? Will we be driven to events in Minivan-1? Will we throw out the first pitch at the Phys. Ed. kickball game? My guess: no. The previous president didn’t do any of that, although she ran a heck of a bake sale. I suppose we’ll have to wait and see what next year brings.

Friends who have gotten wind of our impending mantle of power have asked my wife and me, Why? Why did you do it? Why put yourselves through all those headaches? My answer to those nay-saying Negative Nellies is: I thought I was signing up for pottery class.

Oh, and just a warning to other school PTA’s, if we get wind of any pencils of mass destruction (PMD’s), we’re comin’ for ya.

Gotta go, I think Minivan-1 just pulled in. Affairs of state, you know…