Election Eve

Tomorrow we go to the polls and vote, well...those who didn't early vote. I really wish I had, but my oldest wanted to go with me. She is taking an AP Gov't class and this election has consumed her semester. So to the polls we will go tomorrow. And then I'm going to say some prayers. Lots of prayers. Whether she will agree with my voting choice is not my concern. I am most concerned that she sees me exercising the rights that I have as an American. I feel it is my duty as a parent to show her this every election cycle. Whatever the outcome, Wednesday will be an interesting morning on which to wake up for sure.

Night all.


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In remembrance

Today we celebrated All Saints Sunday at church. It is always a tough one to sit through, but it needs to be done. As one of the members of the Tollers(adult bell choir), we assist in the service during the reading of the list of names of people who have passed away in the last year. We each are assigned a person or two and ring and individual bell out when their name is called. Their family members or assigned person then takes a white rose to put in a vase at the front of the sanctuary. This bouquet is then held up to the congregation and placed on the altar. It is quite a heavy service, but a powerful one. There were several people on that list who were very dear to me and seeing their still suffering families was heartbreaking. I am so grateful to have had the time with them that I did. Such a gift.

Night all.


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Talk my husband down

Any of you who are parents know that when you see your child get hurt in any kind of active situation in a significant way, your adrenaline activates and you go into either panic/fear/rage/rescue mode. As is the case with us, G was playing in her last game of the day and the last 4 minutes of the second half. All of a sudden, after gaining possession of the ball in her hands and preparing to punt it, one of the girls from the opposing team ran into her full steam and sent her airborne only to land in a heap with a sickening thud. The hub lost his mind and yelled out to the ref for some justice, who immediately threatened to throw him out of the facility. He isn't one of our favorites. He did card the girl, but not the color I felt she deserved. G laid there for a while and then was carefully rolled over by her dad, our PT friend and the coach. She has injured her knee, but it is too angry right now to assess. I must say it is a sobering sight to see your child carried off the field by four people to try and comfort each limb. Grown ups say the dumbest things and it was imperative that we got out of there and away from the coaches and parents soon, because the protective papa bear couldn't hear the opposing parents talk about the innocent accident that had just occurred. The offender had already given another girl a bloody lip and another an elbow to the back earlier in the game. Once home, we started icing and the hub went for a drive. He ate his dinner by himself. He needed to work through the adrenaline rush. He is currently snoozing his way through a staged ER reality show on TLC with very bad acting. I'm going to bed and take advantage of the time change and the extra hour of sleep on a work day. It will be wonderful.

Night all.


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Another one in the books

First playoff game for the high school football team is in the books. We won, which is nice, but now the kids will have to go to Greeneville next week sometime. That is the Tennessee one not the South Carolina one. Hopefully it will be on a Friday, so the kids can sleep in the next day. Jeepers. As always, I have to battle for a seat and a shred of respect from the cheer and football moms. I am not trying to be ugly. I'm sure some of them are very nice, but they sure do not give any love or respect to the band moms. I take that back, one football mom I know has a son who is dating a band member. She has respect. Those kids in the band work as hard or harder and as many hours to be treated like trash at those games. I really needed to say something, but I chose not to traumatize my girls in front of their friends. So we left early and I watched a blurb of The Walking Dead for a while. I know, I need to get a life.

I'm going to do this right now.

Night all.


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Productive for once

I'll admit, the temptation to sleep all day was great as I heard the music start playing on my alarm clock this morning. It has been some years since I have watched much baseball, but I felt the need to watch yesterday. Growing up where I did, you were a Braves fan for the most part. We got WGN on our TV line up, so I did watch a fair amount of Cubs baseball. I liked the announcing and the "Take Me Out to the Ballgame". So I was happy for the Cubs, I must say, but I was dog tired this morning after watching all the celebrating and interviews. Caffeine was my friend this morning, but I over indulged. At that point I knew I needed to do something to burn it off. So I started to picking up and putting away crud. I walked into a child's room, tripped on something and came close to knocking my face off, so it was on. I made huge piles of crud in the middle of their floor so they would have a rather unpleasant return home from school. I cleaned the bathrooms, the kitchen, the other rooms. I mopped and dusted and put away Halloween decorations. I got caught up on all the laundry for about, um, maybe 6 seconds until someone had to change for soccer practice. It was nice while it lasted.

This evening was comprised of many acivities back to back that the hub and I need to split ourselves in half in order to accomplish it all.  Someday we'll figure it out.  Until that time, we'll just live our lives out of the car since we spend so much time in there.  Ha.

We are watching the finale of "60 Days In". My oldest is writing a paper on corruption among corrections officers in prisons. She's enjoying her research. It is interesting, but I am propping my eyelids up...

Night all.


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Tooth Fruity

The annual band fruit sales are coming to a close and I am glad.  You can make some good money selling the stuff and it is a tasty product, but I HATE having to peddle anything.  I stand firmly behind my statement that I could not sell eyesight to the blind.  The money will be turned in tomorrow and I don't have to worry anymore...until the boxes come in and we have to deliver it.  Oh well.  People are excited for the fruit.

I got a tooth fixed today. My dentist is the best and I am so glad to have him work on me.  I have found that as I have gotten older it takes longer and more stuff to numb me up.  I got my first dose, sat up to go to the bathroom and then watched The Walking Dead until they started to work on the tooth that fell victim to the nacho chip.  He got so far when all of a sudden, I jumped half out of the chair and about lost my mind.  "Let's get that numbed a little more...are you okay?  Don't hesitate to ask for more numbing."  I told him it didn't hurt until it hurt.  He said, "We call that a 'zinger'."  Heck yes it is.  But the tooth is fixed and I didn't have to get a crown.  Thank goodness.

Night all.

Tooth Fixing Eve

After the unfortunate nacho incident at the high school homecoming football game, I have had a temporary filling on my tooth that was not designed to last too long.  So, I am hitting the dentist's office tomorrow in hopes of getting a more permanent fix so I won't go back to stereotypical hillbilly status with half a tooth looking classy.  I am not usually a nervous Nelly at the dentist, but I am dreading getting numbed tomorrow.  Let': all just pray for a filling rather than a crown.  I really would like to keep both kidneys rather than selling one.  Ugh.

Go Cubbies.

Night all.