Happy Father's Day

To all the dads out there who have: 

put up with long road trips filled with, "are we there yet?"; explaining to their teenage daughter at least a hundred times why it's important to change the oil and what, in fact, a dipstick is; danced with their daughters in the living room; let their creativity flow when they wanted to build robots out of scrap wood; let them dig up the back yard when they wanted a swimming pool then filled in all the holes when they discovered it was too much work; pulled their children on a sled; taught their kids about baseball or softball; loved their children's mothers and weren't afraid to show it; been a hero to a child; played in the rain or acted silly just because; took time out of their busy day to make their child feel special, actually got the puppy, read to a child, taught their daughter not to be too afraid of bugs...

THANK YOU!

To my own dad...a special thanks for all he's done. And putting up with two daughters sharing ONE bathroom through the teenage years. That, in itself, is quite an accomplishment in my book. LOVE YOU DAD!

The Open House Circuit

In Michigan, when you graduate from high school you usually hold an open house. Something along the lines of tents in the yard, folding tables, food and a shrine of the student's accomplishments age 0-present. 

All that is fine and dandy. Except when you're a coach. Every year we end up doing the "open house circuit" for all of the newly recruited players. It ends up being a lot. I buy the graduation cards in bulk at the dollar store. Every weekend June through July, sometimes into August has at least one open house scheduled. It ends up feeling like you're on tour. I'm all for free food, but there has to be an easier way.

Enough Already!

Okay...I feel like the 40 days and nights of rain. Enough already. 

Memo to Mother Nature...here's the deal, it's June, MID-JUNE, please send the sun north soon. I know it's a little unhealthy, but we could really use a little tan up here. No lie. The white legs around town are ghastly. Sun, PLEASE! We're begging. We are. We will do almost anything for those warm rays. At least consider it. We've been good all winter.

We pinky swear!

Thanks so much in advance. We really need a few months of the sun. You don't want us crabby all winter again do you? Don't answer that.

Thanks, Coach

I got this bright idea to have a garage sale to get rid of all our unwanted crap. So yesterday my mom (thanks) came over to help get the garage ready. Who knew so much dirt could accumulate over winter. Oh wait, winter here is about 9 months, so really, maybe not all that surprising. Anyway, being in all that dust and having our crappy cottonwood trees in full fuzz gave me a MONSTER headache. 

Went to bed with it. Woke up with it. Tired of it. Thanks to Coach for getting our Sweet Bean up, dresses, fed, making her lunch and driving her to school.

Double thanks for letting me sleep in!

Work out...I'll handle you tomorrow.

Horse riding yep, it's a sport

Claire has been begging for EVER, at least since she's been three, for horse riding lessons. I, being the economical one, have been putting them off for as long as possible because they are, let's just say a little pricey. This year, after several years of begging, I caved. Claire got her lessons. She also suckered me into taking them with her.

Now many things in life actually look easier than they are. Horse riding, I assure you is one of these things. It doesn't help that Claire has taken to this like a duck to water. It's like golfing with coach when every shot hits the green and it takes me 8 shots to get there. Seriously people, does someone have to out do me on everthing? Horse riding, I'm gonna get this yet. Claire was trotting the first lesson and the instructor has said she's a natural. ugh. A subtle reminder that I was a cheerleader...FOR A REASON!

Maybe shopping could be my sport? Ya think?

Bloggers block

I really don't have much to say...nothing note worthy happened today. Just wanted to stop in and say hello. 

I promise I'll try to be more exciting tomorrow.

Pinkie super swear.

Something positive

Well, today our family sponsored a child through Compassion International. They were doing sign up at church today. Claire really expressed an interest and was drawn to a little girl her age who lives in Colombia. Hopefully it will be an eye opening and enriching experience. I have always felt that the more you have the more you are supposed to give. We gave today and I can already see the benefits.