How can one week seem so much
longer than another? Or a day feel like it’ll
never end?
Can you relate to this? The time is the same but living or surviving the time sure is
different.
Last week was a long, long week.
Lots of running so I was extremely tired. Monday the kids did not have school but
Olivia had cheer practice. Usually when
there is no school, cheer is cancelled.
Last week it was the other way around. Football practice was moved to
Tuesday night and cheer was held on Monday.
So Monday was cheer practice, Tuesday was football practice, Wednesday
was football and cheer practice.
Thursday, new night, cheer practice and Friday we had football
practice. John was busy preparing for a
hunting trip and looking into buying land.
I had decided to turn my bus pass in and get a parking permit as I am
driving to work more and it made sense, financially, to turn the bus pass in
(at least for a while). So I ran all
week long. Elliott prefers his father to
go to his practice so they can talk football and strategy after practice. I could talk how well he did or did not
practice, but alas, I am a girl and football is a guys’ sport. Dad is the authoritative figure when it comes
to discussing football. Mom is just the crazy
lady that yells too loud at all his games.
Little does he know, next year, I’m going to keep a play card and tell
him what he did or did not do for each game!
That would be fun but I won’t because he is too young to understand that
it would be for fun. He’d think I was
telling him he is not a good player. We want football to be fun for him. We
want him to enjoy playing because once the fun and enjoyment are gone, it’s
time to quit. Find another sport. It’s still fun and it should be. He is having another great season. I’ll say it again, his team, the youth 7-8
year old team, is very talented! They
won their game Saturday. This was their
first playoff game. Next Saturday they play at home again (yeah) against a
tough team. Practice this week will be
tiring to say the least. The coaches
have the bug, You know the one, get out there and win this for us! That bug and they are pushing these little
guys hard. Luckily, the practice time is
getting shorter as the days get shorter.
They can win. I don’t doubt that because I have seen them play as a team. When they are all playing their best – they
cannot be stopped. Even when some have
bad playing games, they step up and get the job done. They play as a team and it is wonderful
watching them do their job on the field.
I’m excited and nervous about this Saturdays’ game. I want them to win.
It would be sad to lose this game on our home field. I hope they have a great week of practice and
play their best next weekend. That is
all I’ll say except I’ll be there cheering all of you on. Count on that!
So one child gets drilled on
the field and the other gets drilled in the gym. This week will be different and perhaps have
a negative effect on the squad. The
cheerleaders are preparing for competition that will be held on November
3. They have a large squad of 20 girls
and some are not dedicated. Some are
immature and need to be off the competition squad. I say this because they fool around and don’t
know their routines after all this time (2 ½ months of practice) while half of
the girls practice and give their all so they are in synch and look good. It is discouraging to me to watch when I want
to pull them out and send them home. I
remind myself, this is how they learn.
This week their drill sergeant, I mean coach (she is good and I like
her), is on vacation. I am not sure who
will be leading the practice so it’ll be an interesting week. Here’s hoping
they practice their routines correctly.
Saturday was cold and
windy. We watched the game under cloudy
skies. I dressed for the weather but the
hot cocoa was tasty and so hot. I could have drank cup after cup but the
port-a-potty at the end of the field reminded me not to. It’s a terrible feeling to be out in the cold
and have to use a bathroom and your only option is to use that green outhouse
sitting over in the corner of the field.
I’d rather suffer by not drinking hot cocoa than to have to use the
bathroom and opt to hold out until we arrive home. We went home after the
Panthers won their game. We arrived home
to a warm house and a hot roast beef dinner. With full bellies, we ended the
night snuggled together in the family room to relax before bedtime.
Sunday was a quiet day. A
planned PJ day. We were going to be lazy, have a fire and do homework, read, bake – and not change out of our
pajamas. Up and down the stairs I went
all day taking care of laundry. I made oatmeal-banana-chocolate chip cookies (a
new recipe) and Olivia made pumpkin bread, then I made pumpkin scones to use up
the remaining pumpkin. We started a fire
after we watched Big Miracle –
wonderful movie. Then when we were all in
the living room enjoying the warmth of the fire, I opened the front door and
was greeted by a warm breeze. I stepped
outside. Unbelievable! A warm breeze on October 14. I went in and said we had to go outside soon.
Don’t add any more wood to the fire. It has to burn out. I opened windows in all the rooms. I hung
clothes out to dry. I put football gear out to freshen it up. I changed out of my pj’s and put shorts and a
t-shirt on. I was going out.
I had flower beds to clean
up. Elliott and I went to the garden to
get the tractor and wagon. I drove it down and filled it up with frost-bitten,
sick-looking flowers, weeds and some dried leaves. I took down the “stay out of my flower garden
Ruddie” fencing and put that away to use next year. I really wanted to mow but I wasn’t going to
tackle that in the last few hours of daylight.
The kids played catch until Olivia started practicing her cheer
routines. It was great being outside and
in the fresh, warmness of the fall.
Back inside to start
preparing dinner. We planned on
skillet-fried pork chops, crescent rolls and roasted vegetables. When dinner was almost ready to eat, Olivia
decided she wanted to be our waitress for the evening. She set the table and Elliott and I took our
places. We ordered our meal and were
promptly served. What a great way to end
a crazy week. We had a relaxing day, a
good meal and went to bed on time.
The PJ day worked – at least
for one morning. We all were ready to
face the day as we left home this morning, surrounded by darkness.
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