I have done a bit of flip flopping lately. Regarding blogging, I mean.
See, I like Vox. I like the easy usability, the template variety and so many other things. One huge dislike is the commenting system. The registration process for first time commenters is daunting and when I get e-mail about it from more than one reader in a day then I know it is time for a change.
Wait, I have more than one reader who can't just pick up the phone to complain. Huh, who knew?
So, I am moving back to TypePad. Staying within the Six Apart family of blogging services, because really, in the year that I have been with a Six Apart company it has been a great experience. No bumps in the road. Well, none that I haven't caused myself.
This is the last time. Well, at least for the next year or so I promise.
I paid by the year this time instead of by the month, no more flip flopping.
You kind of had to be here to get the joke. I received a new nickname a few weeks ago and as hard as I tried to shake it, it stuck.
I think this means it is here to stay.
Bailey: How old are you again?
Me: 29.
B: So, next year when I go to 1st grade and you are dead who is going to work in my classroom and pack me Cheez-Its?
M: Thanks for the vote of confidence on my life span.
B: Can you go to Costco this week and get extra Cheez-Its just in case?
M: (deep sigh) Sure.
It sure seems like everything in the child's life revolves around Cheez-Its. At her wedding, instead of blowing bubbles or throwing rice I plan on tossing Cheez-Its.
Do you ever feel like you are being smothered by your surroundings?
And the people in them?
Just checkin'...
Have you ever tried to plan something and the people who are an intricate part of the plan are uncooperative or unresponsive?
Oh, they want to be involved and would be heart broken to be left out but can't be bothered to share information as to their availability or schedule. They will call you when they have time, they swear by text message. This weekend for sure.
Bullshit.
Maybe I will just take the girls to Disneyland by myself. Doesn't that sound like a much better plan? Heck, practically no planning involved.
Disneyland in late-June, who's with me??
Wait, nevermind. That would require planning between you and me. Evidently I suck at this.
When I posted the soccer picture and the party details on Tuesday it sounded fun, right?
I kind of glossed over the finer details of the evening. I pointed out the fun kid stuff and neglected to point out the not so great parental stuff.
There were 10 kids on Taylor's team this year not including her. One of the girls lives up the street and is a good friend of Tay's. That makes 9 kids that we get to know over the course of 8 weeks. That also makes 9 sets of parents that I get to mingle with. Only, not really. Most weeks I was one of only 2 or 3 parents to actually wait on the sidelines while the kids were at their twice weekly practice. Sure, we were all present at games but who really talks at games? Besides, we only had one game that was held during decent weather the other 4 were either in the rain or snow or both.
Back to the nitty gritty. The parents and the party. I took Taylor and Asia to the soccer party on Monday night as Asia's mom had a work thing to do and her dad had little brother stuff and I am nice like that. Her dad had offered (okay, her mom offered for her dad) to keep Bailey and I joked that I would take her along so that I would have someone to talk to.
Little did I know how true my words were.
We were the third group to show up to the pizza place. We went into the party room and I grabbed an unoccupied table. The players were to sit at a long table down the middle of the room with their coach. The mom in charge (whom I had offered to help in the beginning) was fluttering around and had not yet grabbed a table and the other set of parents were occupying a table to its fullest. I set our coats down and went to order pizza and other parents filtered in during that time, no one chose to join my pathetic table.
Once the pizza started coming out of the kitchen and the kids got settled it was pretty evident that Bailey and I were on our own. A set of parents came in about 40 minutes late, walked over and stared at me for a second and then turned around and walked to the other side of the room and another table. I started to tell them that they were welcome to sit with us but the whole sentence didn't make it out of my mouth before they were gone.
Taylor is already looking forward to Fall soccer, me too...
I don't like to venture outside my comfort zone, sure I do it for my kids but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Do you venture outside your comfort zone for your kids?
Taylor and the rest of the Scorpions had their last game on Saturday and their pizza party this evening. The kids had a blast, ate a ton of pizza, wasted a ton of quarters on games and received their trophies from Jimmy. Taylor got her trophy last and I think she was a bit anxious thinking she might have been forgotten.
She needn't have worried.
Jimmy was saving hers for something special. She holds the Killer title for this season. Jimmy said she brought the most tenacity to the team, gave it her all and took some major hits during the season but never once gave up.
I can attest to the major hits this season, I thought she might have had a sprained ankle after one incident but she came away with some major bruises instead.
I loved her coach this season. This is her 3rd season in soccer and Jimmy has been my favorite coach so far. Taylor loved him, he was great with the kids. He has more patience than I will ever have, especially since he is only 19, well he will be 20 in a few days.
He did drive me nuts as a mom, I wanted to follow him around and pull his skinny jeans up!
Ashley and Ethan left for warmer pastures this week. The house has been way too quiet since they left.
No little feet running around my house yelling No Nappy.
No little person asking for his ladies, which sounds very much like boobies and cracks me up every time I hear it.
No big person to eat fried onions with.
No one to fan the smoke alarm when I set it off on a nightly basis.
No coffee cupcakes at 9 AM with cups of coffee as big as our head.
I love when they come to visit but it seems so empty when they go.
Everyone knows that April rain showers bring May flowers but what do April snow showers or April hail showers bring?
I may have taught Ethan how to smack her ass and say giddy-up...
At some point she is going to pay me back, I think she is keeping a running tab and saving it for when the girls get to be teenagers. I am slightly terrified.
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Chelle said:
Ugh, no, I have spoken to them. They want to drive the 15 hours up here and stay one night... read more
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Final Score said:
soooo, I take it they haven't called? I thought they were comming your way and then bringing the girls back... read more
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