Catching Up . . .

Hello . . . . hello . . . hello?

I'm not sure if anyone is even checking this thing anymore! Yikes . . . did I just fall into a time warp or did I seriously lose several weeks?!?! Maybe if I set my expectations on myself really low, then I won't disappoint anyone . . . at least one post per week. If I can do more - GREAT - if not - NO BIG DEAL. Right? You still here?

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Kadin started soccer at the YMCA. So, if you're looking for something to do on Saturday mornings you can swing on over to the YMCA and catch 64 little rugrats running around the fields chasing after a black & white ball. It's actually pretty cute. Kadin's team is the Wizards and their record thus far is 1-1. He was visibly disappointed in his team after last weekend's game (their first loss). I tried giving him the old "it's doesn't matter if you win, what matters is if you've had fun" speech, but even at five he knows that is a load of crap. Who wants to play on a team that loses all the time?

At his first game Brian and I didn't really know what to expect. I mean come on . . . Kadin has never really played soccer before - and when he was asked to "dribble" at his first practice, he grabbed the ball and starting bouncing it like a basketball. We were pretty sure it was going to be a long season, but much to our surprise he does fairly well.

During his first game he was always one of the people near the ball and he almost scored several times. It wasn't until his second game that we started to realize the reason he was always around the ball was because he was pushing and pulling the other kids aside. Oops! C'mon . . . why didn't anyone tell him soccer wasn't a contact sport huh?

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So did you all have a great Mother's Day? Personally I think Mother's Day ranks up there with the other useless holidays like Valentine's Day, Grandparents Day and Father's Day, but who am I to say. I think someone from Hallmark was sitting around and made up these "holidays" so you would feel like you had to go out and buy cards . . .

I digress . . .

So I bet I can safely say that none of you got THESE beauties for Mother's Day . . . . .



Jealous??? I know, I know . . . right now you're wishing you all had a three-year-old with such exquisite taste and style. Let me tell you . . . after that girl opened these (because you already know that your child must open all of your cards and presents) she could not contain her excitement about how pink and frilly they were . . . and isn't she right?? It's like walking around the house wearing two Muppets on my feet! If only they had eyeballs on them . . .

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Since the warmer weather has started I find many things popping up around my yard . . . including the two neighbor kids almost every night I get home from work and every Saturday. Oh how I love summer . . .

Just when I think Phillip can do no more . . . he goes and outdoes himself. I'm starting to have some serious concerns that perhaps he is retarded or something - I just don't see normal children exhibiting this type of behavior.

What are the latest string of Phillipisms you ask? Oh . . . how much do I despise that little demon seed . . . let me count the ways . . .

1. Brian and I found footprints all over the hood of our car. When I asked Kadin if they were climbing on the car when they were playing in the garage, he said Phillip was.
   
2. He decided that instead of using the stairs to get off our front porch, it would be much more cool if he sprang his gangly nine-year-old body over the wooden railing.
   
3. He invented the game "bumper cars" which entails taking any object that is on wheels and hurling towards another object on wheels . . . sometimes with my three-year-old daughter riding in the seat of one such object with wheels.
4. Jimmy rigging the door closed to Bella's new playhouse so that when the little kids tried to open it . . . it would hopefully break.
5. He swung so high on the swings that the whole play set was hopping off the ground and the metal pieces were twisted in pain . . . after we had already told him not to swing so high.
6. He couldn't keep his gum inside his mouth, so after succeeding in getting it stuck all over his fingers he took it upon himself to use the whole side of my car as his napkin. This is my personal favorite . . .
   

All this in addition to his usual bossy, destructive, aggressive behavior that he exhibits on a regular basis. Seriously . . . what is wrong with this kid's parents??? We haven't even officially started summer and he's already banned from the house.

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Work still stinks. I spend most Monday mornings in bed trying to decide if I should just fake an illness and call in or face another week in that place. I've been trying really hard to not have a piss poor attitude, but when you really can't stand being somewhere . . . it just takes way too much effort to be happy, when the general feeling of pissiness comes so easily there.

There's this gal I used to work with that keeps telling me that she wants me to come and work for her . . . seriously Brandan - if you're reading this . . . make me an offer!!!

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There you go . . . I'm officially tired and out of things to say. How's that for catchin' you up?