Mr. Gatti's is like a box of chocolates....

Today was yet another soccer Saturday packed full of extras. Originally, I was supposed to be gone on a weekend away, but felt I needed to stay home with the hub and his bad back. It would have been hard to relax while wondering if he was okay...poor guy. The games went well. Three wins...three hardworking teams. S ref'ed and managed not to get to cussed at, which is always a plus. The rain held off and the weather turned out to be perfect. The girls went to a painting party, fresh from a game and sugared up with their new favorite, Fun Dip. Budding O'Keeffe's and Kahlo's...Dahli's and Picasso's, worked their hardest to create masterpieces for their rooms.






Good times were had by all and lovely paintings were seen everywhere.

After painting, one girl was taken by a friend and used as manual labor in a bedroom fruit basket turnover makeover. It's good for my children to earn their keep at friend's houses. She exclaimed that it was "so much fun!", which is amazing since the same activity is considered torture at our house. The grass is always greener, but I love that. :0). The other girl went home, now riding a wicked snow cone buzz, and snuggled up with her brother for some lazy time. I fell into a 20 minute coma and woke up in time to prepare the present for the next party, change clothes and giddy up.

The next party was at the place where anything can happen and it usually does: Mr. Gatti's. Talk about a place for prime people watching. The boy's sweet friend had his party there, complete with unlimited pizza, cake&ice cream and a cup of tokens for Gattiland. A trifecta of perfection for any child. During our visits at Gatti's, we have seen just about every walk of life and every kind of oddity. We've seen goths and jocks...stars and bars shirts and hipsters. We've seen people order black olive, pineapple and chocolate chip pizzas, fill their plates with pickled okra(my child) and dip their supreme pizza in chocolate pudding from the salad bar. People have thrown plates at the big screen TV's during football and NASCAR season. We even saw a lady who fed her mohawked 4year old daughter, yes daughter, a plate full of macaroni and cheese with cherry dessert pizza mixed into it. Uh, yuck. Tonight two, ahem, gentlemen got into a fight in Gattiland. The store manager who was half their size had to break it up. This begged the question: what is there to get in a fight over at Gattiland? The tokens are not useful anywhere else and are more than likely in need of a 10 day bleach soak. You are essentially paying $5 for a tootsie roll midgie. What is the allure? My friends, it is the magnetism of the tickets. How many tickets can one person get with a token...or two or four? People get passionate....wouldn't you?

Today was hectic and exhausting, but a blessing. I am blessed with understanding friends who don't disown me when I can't go away with them. Blessed with a husband who powers through, even when he is in pain. Blessed with crazy, loveable children. Blessed with friends who love my children and don't mind putting them to work when they need help. Blessed with laughter, with wonderful people, with weird experiences to share. Thank God for busy Soccer Saturdays.
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