Slightly hungover from last night’s Pink Bikini at Two Boots, I arrived with my daughter at PS 321 this morning just under the lateness wire. Is it MY fault that she insists on changing her outfit three times before leaving the apartment?

Thankfully, the officious assistant principal was not giving out those dreaded LATE PASSES. My daughter scurried upstairs to her 2nd grade classroom looking both sneaky and triumphant.

In front of the school, I ran into a friend who said that she’d gotten a bunch of emails  from me that said Mail Delivery on the subject line.

Huh? I never send e-mails to this person. But then I figured out what was going on.

VIRUS.

I have also been getting weird e-mails with attachments from people ai barely know who are in the PTA. It’s obviously a virus of some kind that is attacking the PTA e-mail list.

How these things work I haven’t a clue. I spoke with Marge, the Parent Coordinator, about putting an announcement in the weekly PTA bulletin. Something along the lines of: "Do not open weird e-mails from people you sort of know. And definitely don’t open the attachments." We also talked about getting the school’s computer admistrator on the anti-virus brigade.

There’s been so much going around these days: flu, virus, stomach aches, strep, mono and now this. My teenage son just went back to school today after two days out with a stomach flu. Life in Park Slope is just one thing after another. Time for another Pink Bikini.

Yours From Brooklyn, 
OTBKB