For once I am glad the weekend is over. 

Don't get me wrong, it was a good weekend but it was a busy weekend.  Saturday started bright and early with a 9am soccer game.  9am is early for us on weekends sometimes.  Both coaches were gone so one of the other moms and I did the work.  It was fun and I had no idea what I was doing.  I helped the girls warm up and made a total fool out of myself in front of the other parents of our team, the parents and boys of the game that was before ours and embarrassed Emma thoroughly.  Good day....  anyways...   

I didn't know coaches were out of town so I just slipped on some comfy shoes as I headed out the door.  The grass was pretty wet with dew and the girls were slipping all over, even with their soccer cleats on.   When I found out that coaches were gone I said I'd help warm them up and be goalie.  Goalie doesn't have to do much during warm up.  Just try to block the balls.  That didn't happen as I planned.  Emma started teasing me about being out there and being an old lady and old ladies don't know how to run and play anymore.  Being the way I am I had to prove her wrong. 

I did pretty good if I do say so myself.  I ran the field with the girls.  I passed the ball back and forth.  And then one time when Emma was taunting me again I ran after her to try to steal the ball from her I slipped and stumbled and almost righted myself but not quite.  I landed on my right hip with my left leg flying up in the air.  Emma and I had the giggles so bad that the pain didn't even register until the game had started and I sat for a while.  Emma was bent over giggling so hard she couldn't catch her breath and gasping 'mom get up mom mom mom get up'.  When she finally calmed down she fell on me and yelled, in my ear, MOM YOU ARE SO EMBARRASSING!!!

Soon after that the game started so I sat for a while and let the coach's wife do the coaching.  At the end of the game the girls were thrilled because they tied 5-5.  They have lost all but 2 games this season.  This one and the one a couple weeks ago, which they did win.  Emma raced off the field and did a flying leap at me and her knee landed right in my left breast.  She hit so hard she knocked the breath right out of me.   It was quite a morning.

The afternoon was spent battling people in the grocery store.  Almost 3 hours just to get groceries.  I wanted it done though and that afternoon was free to spend the time wandering around trying to avoid hitting other people's cart with ours. 

Saturday night was spent playing racing games on the Playstation.  Scott and I sent the kids to bed kind of early and it was just the two of us playing.  We made a drinking game out of it.  Whoever lost had to drink.  We started with a big bottle of wine and it was gone before 10pm.  I couldn't believe we had drank that much in just a couple of hours time.  Wait, I couldn't believe  I drank that much in a couple of hours.  Scott lost like 2 races, I lost like hundred races.  Ok, not that many but by the time I was tired of racing the bottle was empty and I was pretty toasty.   I slept sooooooo good that night.  I was sure I would wake up with a hangover but I didn't, I woke up starving.

Sunday we skipped church and cleaned up the house and got some stuff put in the in-law's basement for a yardsale in the spring.  We have decided to turn our front living room into a toy room.  Granny was really the only one that used the front living room and we decided to rearrange it and get rid of some furniture and put all the kids' toys in there so they have more space in their rooms.  Mom decided she wanted everything done as soon as possible.  I think she is trying to think of all the stuff that needs to be done to keep herself busy.  She had granny's clothes given away within the first week that granny was gone.  When the family was here for her memorial service they went through her stuff and took what they wanted.  Mom has even started calling granny's room the guest room already.  It's helping her cope I guess.

Scott and I rode his parents 4-wheelers around for a while and then went back home to get supper ready.  It was my first time riding or driving a 4-wheeler.  It was lots of fun and I wasn't ready to go home but kids were getting grumpy, tired, and hungry. 

Now it's time to go because the school is calling and apparently Ethan is sick.  He was fine this morning so who knows what's going on.  He could be faking, he has done that a few times.