Soccer Momma Drama

So..I sent my last two half-live plants to the porch this morning. It's my last-ditch effort at keeping them alive. I'm not really sure the ficus is gonna make it. I told it I was really sorry, doused it with the garden hose and then left it in the hands of the Sun God.

My husband hates me intermittently. Mostly when we're not having sex. I know, I know..the obvious solution is to just constantly have sex. I say all that bitterness only spices up the sex, so..hate on, honey.

My soon-to-be-teenager hates me almost as much as she hates her life. I told her last night that she'll probably be hating me for the next 6 years so we'll talk about it on the other side of her 18th birthday. She said she was sure she'd hate me for the rest of her life. I reminded her that the rest of her life may not be long if she keeps talking to me like that. God---I sound like my mother.

The 2 year old just hates that she's only 2. She was mad a couple of days ago, sitting on her potty chair--naked--fake crying for all she was worth. When I told her she was funny, she said, "Don't talk anything to me anymore!!" So...2 down, 1 to go.

Actually, the middle one has been pretty easy. Her biggest concern is what outfit goes with what shoes and whether she'll have time in math class to finish her lesson set so she won't have homework.

It's nice that Jill's staying home these days. I haven't seen much of her, but I get to talk to her more. Maybe when they invent something to remove that baby girl from her breast for a while, we can go hang out. Oh wait...they did..it's a bottle! (Jill)

My schedule has officially gotten nuts. The combined soccer schedule is Tuesday and Thursdays, 6-8pm, Wednesday and Fridays 6:30-8pm, Goalie training Fridays 6-7:30, games will be Saturdays and Sundays starting next weekend. The girls have to be picked up from school at 2:30 everyday. (Luckily, Ken's been taking them every morning.) I'm doing my classes online again this semester. The bar has just changed hands and I'm working Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday until we get staff built back up. ESPN is doing a remote from our bar on Thursday for the TU game. There's a huge street party so I'm working 14 hours. If only I were a more organized person....

Well..on to Social Systems and Problems....

I'm Baaaaaack!

Hating my life today as much as I love it. I hate these days. I wish there were designated love-your-life days as well as designated hate-your-life days. Then you wouldn't have to do it all at once.

I have spent the last 2 hours feverishly searching my blog for a particular comment that my husband is sure that a particular person left on my blog. I knew that no such comment existed. I was 99.9% certain. And guess what? I was right.

Things have been nuts for me lately. I'm sure that blogging will again me a necessity if I wish to stay sane. Not saying that I'll be wishing to stay sane, BUT if I do...you guys will all be hearing from me much more often.

Not Holly

Holly's computer is crashed. School supplies and school clothes take precedence over the fixing of the computer. I'm sure she'll be back in the next coupla weeks.