Well we just had another hail storm here. Except this time I wasn’t in Houston, I was at soccer practice with Caroline. Thirty minutes from home. Fortunately, one of her teammates lives right around the corner from the fields so we sought refuge there until it was over and they even had room in their garage for me to park my car. AND they fed us a delicious dinner of fried chicken. All in all, it was about as good as a hail storm can get.
We’re supposed to get more bad weather tomorrow, but they hadn’t forecasted any for today so I don’t know that I believe them about tomorrow. I guess we’ll see what happens. And maybe check the radar before we drive out to soccer practice again.
Speaking of driving, I drove to Abilene last Thursday to speak at a celebratory banquet for the Abilene Christian women’s basketball team. They won the conference championship this season and look how cute they are.
I wore my highest heels and was still the shortest person in that picture. Fortunately you can’t tell because we’re doing the patented cheerleader hands on knees pose in the front row. They were the sweetest group of girls and I’m beyond impressed at all they accomplished last season.
Meanwhile, while I was in Abilene, P took Caroline to the coast for a day of fishing. Friday was a school holiday here and so they took advantage of that. And I’m thrilled to say that they didn’t let the big one get away.
Honestly, I’m not sure how she managed to reel that redfish in because it looks almost as big as she is, but where there’s a will there’s a way and she has never been a kid who has lacked in the will department. P cooked it along with a few more that they caught on Saturday night and it was totally delicious.
(On a side note, after they left to go fishing I went to go get a manicure and pedicure before I left for Abilene. While I was there the manicurist asked me something about my child and I mentioned she was fishing with her daddy. Then she asked,”Why can’t she go on Saturday? Why are you letting her miss school?” Which threw me off because I prefer my beauty treatments without a side of judgement.)
On Saturday Caroline had a soccer game. It ended in a 0-0 tie which isn’t my favorite way for a game to end, but it’s better than a loss so we’ll take it. And then we spent a lot of time just relaxing and recuperating from a busy week.
P went to the ranch on Sunday and Caroline and I went over to Gulley’s house for a little bit. We both agreed that we are both in a summer frame of mind even though it isn’t even May yet. I get summer fever every year but I usually hold out until May, but this year I’m done. We have about five and a half weeks and I’m not sure I’ll survive it. I’m tired of packing lunches, washing P.E. clothes, listening to sighs over homework, and the carpool line. I’m ready for the pool, sleeping in, no schedule, reading lots of books, watching a lot of shows on Netflix and no practices. It’s so close, yet so far.
In the meantime, I’ll be here trying to figure out what to pack in a lunch that’s not just a bag of pretzels and some Oreos, attempting to finish my book since my deadline coincides with the end of school, and scheduling an appointment to get my eyebrows waxed because they have been sorely neglected and I scared myself when I looked in the mirror yesterday. I’d do them myself but that never ends well.
And I’m scared the eyebrow girl might judge me. Both for my unkempt brows and my child’s school attendance record.