Tuesday, September 27, 2016

No more metal

Well, my oldest had a big day today. He metal that she has been carrying around in her mouth for two years was ripped out today. She was polished up and sent home with a bag full of candy items that were taboo during the brace face years. I can't get over how she looks. We were driving to her early birthday dinner and I caught a glance of her out of the corner of my eye. It took my breath away. She looked so grown up. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but it is going to happen whether I want it to or not.

My little brace faced girl is no more...tomorrow she will be a 15 year old young lady. Sigh.

Night all.


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Monday, September 26, 2016

Soccer and debates

The A team at the middle school had their Monday game tonight and it was a rough one. The girls fought hard and are going to be sore tomorrow, but the pulled out a W. G was a beast in the goal and is now feeling awfully crippled with a hip injury. Poor thing. I hate it, but she intimidated the heck out of those girls coming at her. Her teammates were beasts as well and I sure wouldn't have messed with them one bit. Proud of those girls...they played hard and clean.

I am currently typing this as I watch the debate. I don't know what to say, friends. It has already turned into a circus, both of them. God help our country. My head hurts already and, as much as I enjoy Lester Holt, he needs to gain control. He is a referee who has let the game get out of control already. Cheap shots and the world is sitting back with a bowl of popcorn laughing. Both of them need to, oh I don't know anymore....

Night all.


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Sunday, September 25, 2016

Soccer and Sweetness

Busy work morning today as always. Working down a staff member, but I'm grateful for willing volunteers who jump in at the last minute. We had an afternoon futbol match for G and it was lively as always. The game ended up in a tie, but I was glad for that. You always hope that everyone shares your feelings about sportsmanship and general decency. We are finding that more and more to not be the case. Today's match was no exception. When last we played this team(who we play all the time), they did not have the correct amount of girls, 11, to make up a team. They had 9, so we took two of ours away and made it even. After half time, 4 of their left to go play another game somewhere else. We dropped four as well to keep it even once again. Today, this team had their 11 and had supplied their own ref. We had 10. They did not drop a player and they screamed at their own ref and our parents and our girls because we came back from a 2-0 deficit to tie. When the players are looking at their parents to stop and shut up, you know it is bad. Our girls are rough, but they play clean. Just disappointed in grown ups.

After the game, we went to a restaurant for a special event. Some of our dear friends are adopting three children from South America to add to the three they already have at home. Some members of their church own a restaurant and offered to have a fundraiser for them and provide a meal. It was sweet to see so many people there to support the family and get excited about welcoming these three sweethearts to their forever home in a few short months. We are so excited for them and can't wait to meet them and shower them with love.

Time to finish Mythbusters with the kids.

Night all.


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Saturday, September 24, 2016

Come, Fall weather, come

Two soccer games and a band competition later, I am sporting my usual Phantom of the Opera sunburn mask as I sit here and type. First team was a no show, but the kids had the best time playing a pick up game with their coach. That is the place where his gifts really shine and his coaching genius comes through. The second game was not so positive. We played a team who always beats us and the kids had to listen to the other team's parents mock them and make derogatory comments. Really? To a bunch of 8 and 9 year olds? Such a sad statement on the perspective lost when it comes to parents watching their CHILDREN play sports. Um, I don't see one scout out there ready to whisk them away to Spain or Italy to become the next Lionel Messi. Get a life, people.

After we cleaned up from the game, we went to the booming metropolis of Clinton, TN to watch our oldest's school marching band in a competition. I thought they did a great job...especially the cute blonde on the vibraphone. We left before the awards were handed out. I can't take that part and the hub's back couldn't take anymore metal bleachers. So we split. We'll get the rundown here soon enough.

I'm now showered and watching The Big Lebowski. Work is tomorrow. 'Nuf said.

Night all.


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Friday, September 23, 2016

Chaperoning

It's Friday night. Do you know where your children are? My oldest will be at church tonight for high school night...and I get to be a responsible adult. That's kind of funny. Last time I was a responsible adult, I got to pelt unsuspecting youth with balled up socks while they were running around church in the dark. It was great fun I must say. I kind of hope that we get to do that again. They will be playing Underground Church again tonight, so who knows? I have sewn up three bunny carcasses to take and stuff while I am there watching dodgeball or bubble ball or whatever they may get into tonight. I'm going to be the embarrassing mom tonight...but then again I probably always am. But I can throw a mean sock ball. Watch out kids...

Night all.


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Thursday, September 22, 2016

Ice cream tummy

So once again I have purchased ice cream that may or may not be on the the recall list for Listeria contamination. And, of course, we purchased two half gallons and have consumed one already. Now I have psychological listeria tummy today. Actually, I ate out at a restaurant for staff lunch on Tuesday and my tummy has not been happy since. I think my burger may have been made in the ice cream factory. Gurgle gurgle. It may be a while before I try their delicacies again.

I have gotten addicted to a podcast discussing criminal cases, both known and unknown. It reexamines evidence and botched detective and forensic work. Fascinating. Jim Clemente has always been someone I have enjoyed hearing speak. Now he and Laura Richards, of New Scotland Yard and the FBI, have reworked the JonBenet case, the Making a Murderer case and some of the OJ case. So very interesting. I have always been so fascinated by crime scene investigation, FBI profilers and everything that comes with that. A childhood friend of mine is a chief of a section at the FBI and I envy her scientific mind and abilities. She has worked hard to get to where she is and has helped many people. Exciting work.

Time to get my boy and go to another soccer game.

Night all.


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Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Ugh

Middle school is no better the second or third time around. It is a time of life that you just have to survive and it is really unfortunate. Mix in with interpersonal crap the shake up of a schedule and a teacher who is leaving and blaming a class for her departure...you have a powder keg of a kid ready to explode on somebody....or everybody. Kids these days have so much more crap on their plates than I did. I thought I had a lot, but with smart phones and texting and Snapchat and all that junk, well, it just becomes almost suffocating. These kids need to have a mental break in the worst way. Poor things. Now they have unloaded their brains and emotions on me and can fall quickly to sleep, unburdened for the night. I will not sleep, but will gladly bear that load to make their load lighter.

Night all.


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