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Last night around 11:45 or so, the kidlet wandered into my room and woke me up complaining that he had a headache and his ear hurt. I promptly got out of bed, went to the medicine cabinet and got out the ibuprofen and ear drops from the last ear infection and doctored him up. He went back to bed and so did I. When he woke up this am, he said his ear still hurt a little so we did the drops and the ibuprofen again. I have to call the doctor to see if she wants to see him.
I had to go to court this am as a witness for a DUI case. I drove there and parked in the parking lot and was fine until the guy who I was a witness against pulled into the parking lot. Then, I felt like I was going to puke. I can’t imagine how it would feel to be a witness in a big case if I felt like that for a simple DUI case. Anyway, a lawyer from the DA’s office took me into a room, asked me some questions and had me sit back in the lobby. After about 20 minutes, she came back to me and told me that the case was done and that I could go and that I wouldn’t need to be called back. I am assuming the defendant plead guilty. I am just glad it’s over. It was nerve-wracking.
Now I am at work and have zero motivation to work on this huge data project sitting in front of me. It’s so nice out and I don’t want to be here, I want to be outside and anywhere but here.
Oh, good news though, summer hours start in 3 weeks…that’s something to look forward to! I <3 summer hours!
Heather, I love you, thanks for being such a wonderful friend! I am so glad to have you in my life, you have no idea.
I love that painting. I am not really sure why, but I do. It always makes me feel better when I look at it.
Beautiful day today! We got to the soccer fields early to warm up and kick the ball around a little before it got crowded. I was playing goal for the kidlet and he kicked one at me and it hit me in the knee so hard I thought I might die. Ok, not die, but dammit that hurt. Dear God he can kick it hard. I stopped the one with my knee and punted it back out to him and he came at me again with a vengance. He fakes me out everytime, driving to one side and at the last minute switching it up and kicking it to the other side. I had to try to use my foot to stop it and it hit me in the ankle pretty hard. It didn’t go in though 
I rock.
My U8 kids played their hearts out. We lost 6-5. They did very well though, actually passed the ball around and worked together as a team. After the game, we did our usual group hug…I love that part. They all participate too, boys and girls.
After my U8 game, I had to run across the field to the kidlet’s U9 division game to assist. The game started off slowly, and they were very disorganized and all over the place, but once they got in their groove, OMG, they looked like a real soccer team! It was amazing. Poetry in motion, for real. The kidlet scored 4 out of the 6 goals the team had today. They won! WHOO HOO! Their first win and they deserved it, they played well and earned the win. The kidlet and the other striker, O, are quite a pair, they work so well together. Everyone on offense did. So did defense. But, oh, watching the kidlet today made me so proud. I can’t believe that’s my kid out there, doing what he does. It’s amazing. He blows me away. I only wish I had that kind of talent. Playing sports through high school, I had to work hard to be good at it. He just gets it naturally, it’s his gift. I am a little jealous But, I am NOT one of those “live vicariously thorugh your children” kind of people. When he no longer enjoys the game and wants to stop playing, that’s fine. I’ll still coach, because I love to coach. But, if he doesn’t want to play, that’s his choice.
It’s a beautiful afternoon…my laundry is caught up. The dishes in the sink are washed, time for a walk…
