I had to take a long ride upstate to see the boy this weekend. I've long feared that phrase would have a different meaning, but thankfully we were simply going to see him for "parents weekend" at his overnight camp--despite the fact that he's coming home this Friday. Everything is so soft and cuddly these days. Back in my day your folks dumped you in the woods with a bow and arrow, a blanket, and a rain poncho and said "I'll see you in six weeks." And we liked it.
Would people eat healthier if celery was called "cool celery?"