Tonight I have a book club meeting. We read "These is My Words". It was a VERY good story. My kids even liked it. I'm really looking forward to meeting with my friends and chatting about this fascinating woman and her story. -- It's a mostly true story, set in Arizona before it was a state, 1890's.
I bought some supplies for a toffee caramel cheese cake. I'm hoping "Perfect" will bake it with me. Husband looked at me like I was a nut when I told him I planned to make the dessert with his daughter. I don't know what that means, but whatever. I think it will be fun.
Baby Boy has a soccer game on Saturday in the early evening, which means I can sleep in Saturday morning for once.
Soccer Boy has a choir deal Saturday afternoon as well, which involves lunch that I don't have to cook or clean up. Yeah!
Other than basic errands I think this weekend is open for fun! Maybe we will go see new the Alice in Wonderland. That could be fun. Or we could figure out something to do outside since we've been blessed with gorgeous weather.
I hope I didn't just shoot myself in the foot anticipating a nice weekend. What a pessimist I am.
Showing posts with label Soccer Boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Soccer Boy. Show all posts
Friday, March 5, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
The Last Few Days
Life has been relatively quiet, or maybe more like normal. I'm glad for the break between dealing with my emotions about Trouble. I'm hoping it will give me renewed strength to get through the next phase in mending things.
Friday:
*took a Pilate's class
*had lunch with Baby Boy at school
*Husband and I went to a scout dinner with Baby Boy (the older boys were playing video games and were not interested)
Saturday:
*Husband had to work
*woke up early and got Drama Boy to an all day scout event
*went to Baby Boy's soccer game
*took Baby Boy to see Percy Jackson (Drama Boy has seen it and Soccer Boy didn't feel like going)
*early evening we all watched Soccer Boy at his soccer game. Trouble didn't make it to the game. He told Soccer Boy that night he was sick.
*watched a movie with Drama Boy, Baby Boy and Husband. Soccer Boy talked on the phone all night with a friend. Teenagerdom is upon us.
Sunday:
*up early for church
*Soccer Boy was too "sick" to go
*we were supposed to turn in paperwork for "Perfect" to attend church camp. The Witch takes control of these things and causes Husband all kinds of grief if she doesn't get to be the "good" parent who fills out the forms, even when they are for a church she doesn't attend. She didn't give us any of the forms and they were due yesterday. Would have been so much easier for us to do it.
*went to my aunt's house for dinner, where Soccer Boy had a miraculous recovery
*Soccer Boy announced he cancelled his ref games next Saturday to attend a party. We had an argument about that one. He's grounded from the phone and computer for a month to "get his head on straight". We had a conversation about being responsible and putting school, work and church before socializing. He will spend all of March getting his grades up and doing the things he should have been all along. His response: "You don't love me because you don't want me to have friends."
Today:
Things are going okay. Husband and I have been very affectionate this weekend. We must be feeling more relaxed now that the counseling session with The Witch is behind us. I'm not nearly as nervous to meet with Trouble. I think he is young enough to be open to the counselor, even if it takes more than one session to get there.
Soccer Boy is starting into the same arguments we have had with Trouble. It goes a lot better knowing that he respects us though. And he doesn't get another parent involved to get his way. Soccer Boy seemed more somber this morning. He knows he made a mistake. It's hard to see him struggle but it's for the best. Maybe he will make better choices the next time.
Now I am off to get some cleaning done before picking up kids from school.
Friday:
*took a Pilate's class
*had lunch with Baby Boy at school
*Husband and I went to a scout dinner with Baby Boy (the older boys were playing video games and were not interested)
Saturday:
*Husband had to work
*woke up early and got Drama Boy to an all day scout event
*went to Baby Boy's soccer game
*took Baby Boy to see Percy Jackson (Drama Boy has seen it and Soccer Boy didn't feel like going)
*early evening we all watched Soccer Boy at his soccer game. Trouble didn't make it to the game. He told Soccer Boy that night he was sick.
*watched a movie with Drama Boy, Baby Boy and Husband. Soccer Boy talked on the phone all night with a friend. Teenagerdom is upon us.
Sunday:
*up early for church
*Soccer Boy was too "sick" to go
*we were supposed to turn in paperwork for "Perfect" to attend church camp. The Witch takes control of these things and causes Husband all kinds of grief if she doesn't get to be the "good" parent who fills out the forms, even when they are for a church she doesn't attend. She didn't give us any of the forms and they were due yesterday. Would have been so much easier for us to do it.
*went to my aunt's house for dinner, where Soccer Boy had a miraculous recovery
*Soccer Boy announced he cancelled his ref games next Saturday to attend a party. We had an argument about that one. He's grounded from the phone and computer for a month to "get his head on straight". We had a conversation about being responsible and putting school, work and church before socializing. He will spend all of March getting his grades up and doing the things he should have been all along. His response: "You don't love me because you don't want me to have friends."
Today:
Things are going okay. Husband and I have been very affectionate this weekend. We must be feeling more relaxed now that the counseling session with The Witch is behind us. I'm not nearly as nervous to meet with Trouble. I think he is young enough to be open to the counselor, even if it takes more than one session to get there.
Soccer Boy is starting into the same arguments we have had with Trouble. It goes a lot better knowing that he respects us though. And he doesn't get another parent involved to get his way. Soccer Boy seemed more somber this morning. He knows he made a mistake. It's hard to see him struggle but it's for the best. Maybe he will make better choices the next time.
Now I am off to get some cleaning done before picking up kids from school.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Soccer Games - Oh the joy
I love to attend the events, activities, ceremonies, concerts and games for each of the kids. I'm for sure one of the kids biggest fans and I am the annoying mom who proudly and loudly cheers for her child. Well, maybe not at the concerts, since you aren't supposed to scream names.
Soccer Boy and Trouble play on the same soccer team for this winter season. Normally only Soccer Boy plays, since The Witch has excuse after excuse for why she misses sign up deadlines for Trouble. And I know you are thinking that Husband or I could sign him up, but I don't see us paying for these kind of things along with child support. Plus The Witch makes more money than we do, so Trouble needs to take her up on these things if he wants to play that badly. Anyway, back to the point. Soccer games are one of those events where I have both The Witch and X in the same place at the same time. I readily encourage all of us to attend these events for the kids, but Husband and I have double the discomfort, which isn't something I really thought about when I encouraged Trouble to be on our team.
X and I get along okay in the sense that we never talk to one another and when we do it is straight to the point and 99.9% of the time via email. Like "Did so and so leave this or that at your house?" or "Can we trade this weekend for that weekend?" X hasn't gotten married since we divorced, so at this point I don't have another stepmom to deal with, but I expect that someday that could change. However X would have to get a job before I would imagine him dating anyone. And if I had any current issue with X it would be that over two years of unemployment, no child support or medical insurance for the kids is getting really old. Last time I checked we are both responsible for the kids. But again, that isn't what this post is about.
The Witch and I do not get along even though we never talk to one another. It's strange how lack of communication can speak just as loud or even louder than actual communication. I've tried a few times to talk to her and she ends up throwing a fit and yelling at Husband because she "isn't obligated to talk to" me. Well, no, she isn't but I typically know what's going on around here so trying to go through Husband all the time gets super frustrating. I'm not big on using a middleman. But it is what it is. And again, that isn't what this post is about.
Soccer games have become one of those places where I am concerned about what I look like, where I am sitting, what I say, what I do and so on. It's strange to feel so self conscience in a place where all I want to do is let the kids know that I am there to support them.
Last night Husband missed half the game so I sat uncomfortably all by myself with The Witch on the next set of bleachers and X on the one just over from that. I'm glad that there are four sets of bleachers at this place, or it could be even worse. I was very glad when Husband showed up. Prior to his arrival I felt as obvious as if I were standing out on the field naked. It seems like his shield makes all the difference.
Thankfully there were no issues at this game. The Witch quietly took Trouble home, with no word to me from either of them. Yes, not even from Trouble. You will learn why if you keep reading my blog. Husband did talk to Trouble briefly. However, if Husband didn't approach Trouble, Trouble would leave without a word to Husband. I'd like to say it's simply the drama of teenagers but sadly, we have some serious issues here.
X and his sister stayed and talked to Soccer Boy for a while after the game was over and I patiently waited nearby. I am glad that Soccer Boy is polite to X and wants to go over plays, goals and mishaps of the games with X. But Soccer Boy doesn't spend very much time with X anymore at X's house. He's busy for one, but Soccer Boy sees X for the lazy person that he is and is irritated with it. I'm perfectly okay with Soccer Boy being home. He's a good kid most of the time, and I enjoy having him around. But I do worry about Soccer Boy not having a relationship with X. It's something I am concerned about and I try to encourage Soccer Boy to talk to X as often as he can.
And in case you were wondering, we lost the game. It was our first loss of the season. Total bummer. However, Soccer Boy assisted Trouble with our only goal of the game. I came home with a sore throat from all the cheering.
Soccer Boy and Trouble play on the same soccer team for this winter season. Normally only Soccer Boy plays, since The Witch has excuse after excuse for why she misses sign up deadlines for Trouble. And I know you are thinking that Husband or I could sign him up, but I don't see us paying for these kind of things along with child support. Plus The Witch makes more money than we do, so Trouble needs to take her up on these things if he wants to play that badly. Anyway, back to the point. Soccer games are one of those events where I have both The Witch and X in the same place at the same time. I readily encourage all of us to attend these events for the kids, but Husband and I have double the discomfort, which isn't something I really thought about when I encouraged Trouble to be on our team.
X and I get along okay in the sense that we never talk to one another and when we do it is straight to the point and 99.9% of the time via email. Like "Did so and so leave this or that at your house?" or "Can we trade this weekend for that weekend?" X hasn't gotten married since we divorced, so at this point I don't have another stepmom to deal with, but I expect that someday that could change. However X would have to get a job before I would imagine him dating anyone. And if I had any current issue with X it would be that over two years of unemployment, no child support or medical insurance for the kids is getting really old. Last time I checked we are both responsible for the kids. But again, that isn't what this post is about.
The Witch and I do not get along even though we never talk to one another. It's strange how lack of communication can speak just as loud or even louder than actual communication. I've tried a few times to talk to her and she ends up throwing a fit and yelling at Husband because she "isn't obligated to talk to" me. Well, no, she isn't but I typically know what's going on around here so trying to go through Husband all the time gets super frustrating. I'm not big on using a middleman. But it is what it is. And again, that isn't what this post is about.
Soccer games have become one of those places where I am concerned about what I look like, where I am sitting, what I say, what I do and so on. It's strange to feel so self conscience in a place where all I want to do is let the kids know that I am there to support them.
Last night Husband missed half the game so I sat uncomfortably all by myself with The Witch on the next set of bleachers and X on the one just over from that. I'm glad that there are four sets of bleachers at this place, or it could be even worse. I was very glad when Husband showed up. Prior to his arrival I felt as obvious as if I were standing out on the field naked. It seems like his shield makes all the difference.
Thankfully there were no issues at this game. The Witch quietly took Trouble home, with no word to me from either of them. Yes, not even from Trouble. You will learn why if you keep reading my blog. Husband did talk to Trouble briefly. However, if Husband didn't approach Trouble, Trouble would leave without a word to Husband. I'd like to say it's simply the drama of teenagers but sadly, we have some serious issues here.
X and his sister stayed and talked to Soccer Boy for a while after the game was over and I patiently waited nearby. I am glad that Soccer Boy is polite to X and wants to go over plays, goals and mishaps of the games with X. But Soccer Boy doesn't spend very much time with X anymore at X's house. He's busy for one, but Soccer Boy sees X for the lazy person that he is and is irritated with it. I'm perfectly okay with Soccer Boy being home. He's a good kid most of the time, and I enjoy having him around. But I do worry about Soccer Boy not having a relationship with X. It's something I am concerned about and I try to encourage Soccer Boy to talk to X as often as he can.
And in case you were wondering, we lost the game. It was our first loss of the season. Total bummer. However, Soccer Boy assisted Trouble with our only goal of the game. I came home with a sore throat from all the cheering.
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