Well it's a fragmented kinda day, so here in no particular order...
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I survived my first weekend as a "real" soccer Mom of suburban Canada. How did we do it last weekend, by the way?
Gaga in the morning, soccer league game #1 Friday night; followed by workout on Saturday morning, soccer league game #2 in the afternoon, Gaga resurfaced again at night for a party that night.
I think I know why I was shouting my age at everyone at the party. Because I was probably definitely feeling it, and then some.
About the soccer, the Boy was nervous but he held his own. He's still a little timid (I would be too - the size of the 11 x 11 field was massive for these guys...) but he'll get the hang of it.
After all, we're starting it all over again tonight.
Gaga in the morning, soccer league game #1 Friday night; followed by workout on Saturday morning, soccer league game #2 in the afternoon, Gaga resurfaced again at night for a party that night.
I think I know why I was shouting my age at everyone at the party. Because I was probably definitely feeling it, and then some.
About the soccer, the Boy was nervous but he held his own. He's still a little timid (I would be too - the size of the 11 x 11 field was massive for these guys...) but he'll get the hang of it.
After all, we're starting it all over again tonight.
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I had a bit of a meltdown this past week. Everything is catching up to me again. The kids were fighting over the TV over breakfast (it's a bad habit, I know, but we've fallen into this as a way to keep them out of my hair while I get their stuff ready for the day). I had to yell at them to get their bags packed, deal with the girlie wanting to change coats and wear different shoes at the last minute, yell at them to bring their dishes back to the kitchen so that the family room would stop looking like a hoarder's lair....all of this after my husband had basically rolled out of bed, poured a coffee and left for work.
I felt badly for my poor cleaning lady as I unleashed my issues to her in Chinglish (she speaks mostly just Cantonese).
I know the Man had promised to help out a bit more, but the weather has been giving him migraine-like headaches. Although he did step things up a bit when we had this talk a while ago, it's petered off again with the level of work commitment and travel for him. He does things when I remind him to. I'm honestly sick of having to remind everyone of everything.
Yeah, he's off again for a week, with another couple of trips scheduled within the next few weeks.
I've got to figure out how to cope better. I think I need to travel for work again. Pretty sad coping mechanism.
*****I felt badly for my poor cleaning lady as I unleashed my issues to her in Chinglish (she speaks mostly just Cantonese).
I know the Man had promised to help out a bit more, but the weather has been giving him migraine-like headaches. Although he did step things up a bit when we had this talk a while ago, it's petered off again with the level of work commitment and travel for him. He does things when I remind him to. I'm honestly sick of having to remind everyone of everything.
Yeah, he's off again for a week, with another couple of trips scheduled within the next few weeks.
I've got to figure out how to cope better. I think I need to travel for work again. Pretty sad coping mechanism.
Enough bitchy me. I asked the kids who would want to see the NKOTBBSB concert next summer. NOOOOOOO -Who? I know, I kid. I didn't like them much the first time around but with age .... I'm also thinking of going to the Heart concert in the new year. Gah, I am getting on.
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Mom is coming home from her trip to the US on Saturday. She's been there for a week with 3 other widow friends, to the Boston area. None of us know what return flight she's on. She's arranged her own transportation home - we each thought the other knew.
What lame kids. Thank goodness she's so self-sufficient. I hope I'm like that in 25 years. We're planning a Dim Sum visit with her Sunday. It's the least we can do, right?
What lame kids. Thank goodness she's so self-sufficient. I hope I'm like that in 25 years. We're planning a Dim Sum visit with her Sunday. It's the least we can do, right?
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Well, I intend to have a good weekend, so hopefully you will too.
