Soccer Season Opener

If your personality tends to run higher on the jealousy side than not, tonight’s blog post probably isn’t for you, because I’m about to reveal everything I did today.

I picked up enough wooden train track off of our floors to open a new railroad from Boston to Honolulu.

I stuck a mascara wand right into my eyeball and left a streak of black Revlon on my contact lens.

I did exactly one load of laundry, because I wanted to be productive, yet my procrastination side was in Open Season today, too.

I used a series of Bounty paper towels and Clorox spray to clean up a pile of cat barf, as I mentally envisioned myself driving down a dark, country road in a rainstorm, with both cats in the backseat of my Suburban, because CAN WE QUIT EXPOSING OUR CHUCKED-UP HAIRBALLS TO EVERYONE ALREADY, BEFORE I DROP YOU OFF AND DRIVE AWAY FOREVER?!

I went to Walmart with a toddler.

I’m sorry that I’m living such a glamorous lifestyle, right here in front of you.  Somehow, it just doesn’t seem fair.  I was hoping that I could tone down all the excitement today, but sometimes it’s hard to throw a blanket over the lifestyles of the rich and famous and hope that no one notices.

So, I’ll leave you with some snapshots I took at the boy’s soccer game this week.  Apparently, the fall soccer season is officially in full swing, which means that it’s only a matter of time before the Arctic cold fronts begin moving in on game days.  If we intend to stick to tradition again this year, we’ll have the weather that requires North Face parkas and electric blankets every single time we have a game to watch.

Because the junior high teams in Small Town, USA are co-ed… and because Cousin L started junior high this year… and because some of our good, family friends started junior high, too… we just signed EVERYONE up for one team.  This makes tailgate parties and game-watching very easy, because everyone just has one game to hit… and voila!  They’ve watched all the kids in action, in one spot.

Thing 2 and little Cousin H were thrilled to see each other at the game, because they’d been apart for exactly five hours before this hug happened.

IMG_9477 IMG_9478 IMG_9481I have no idea what this face is all about, but it makes me laugh.  I suspect that Thing 2 probably whispered in H’s ear, “I beat you to the fence, Little Girl!”

IMG_9483IMG_9485 IMG_9490 IMG_9491 IMG_9495 IMG_9498Thing 2 hung out with his buddy, Avery, too…

IMG_9504And then the whistle blew, and the game was going strong, and we all alternated turns chasing Thing 2 around the sidelines, as we repeated over and over and OVER, “No!  You can’t be IN this game!!  You’re too short!”

IMG_9507 IMG_9508 IMG_9526There’s Cousin L…

IMG_9517And our friend, Kiley…

IMG_9515Kiley’s dad, Paul, and Hubs have been close friends since they were 7th graders.

If you’re doing the math, that’s a whole lot of years that they’ve had to get into trouble together.

Well… Paul is our coach this season.  Apparently, the boy thinks he’s doing a smack-dab fine job of it, too, because he made the comment after practice one night, “Mom, I think Paul could probably coach professional soccer, he’s so good.”

We don’t want Paul to catch wind of that comment, though, because it’ll go to his head.

This is Hubs and Paul, circa… 1982, maybe?!

Scan001But really, Paul IS doing a great job of leading our Lime Green team this fall.

IMG_9537 IMG_9539 IMG_9519 IMG_9551 IMG_9563 IMG_9575Jada is on our team, too.  I went to school with her precious mama, from 1st grade through 12th grade, so we’ve known this little honey for a hundred years, too.

We told her how hot she looked, after the referee made her tape up her earrings, so they wouldn’t be ripped out, causing a need for plastic surgery and big bandages.

IMG_9564IMG_9568 IMG_9584 IMG_9588And somehow, we all managed to work together as a village to keep Thing 2 OUT OF the game.  Our team didn’t suffer any penalties for having too many players on the field.

And that’s gonna do it for tonight.

Y’all have a good weekend.

2 thoughts on “Soccer Season Opener

  1. How did you get so lucky to be lime green! Now I am jealous! Oh, and your walmart trip made me crazy envious too!

    At least that one cousin something or other’s pink leggings don’t clash….could you imagine if your team was red or orange….urgent shopping trip

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