Mitch flies in the door last night carrying a TV and yelling "I have had the worst day of my life!". Now although this might be unusual for Mitch (my sweet, quiet, calm, mild mannered 20 year old) it was still amazingly funny. Then he threatened to kick the dog (he never did, or would for that matter) and stomped around talking in a very loud voice about his day. The $500 cell phone deposit with AT&T, the lazy people who wouldn't help him load the last of Monica's belongings into the truck, he had to climb 40 feet into a culvert full of water and huge spiders were all over him, and on and on. My lovely sister called during his outburst, all I did is answer the phone and say "can I call you back in a few?" to which she said sure and quickly hung up. I have later confirmed she did hear all of the yelling quite clearly.

Now before I get the worst mother of the year award, I must explain. I laugh because this is the first time Mitch is dealing with life, on his own, day to day stress. As all of the rest of us do everyday.

Welcome to the real world son.

We Are #1!

Our weekend was a flurry of colds and football. Tuck eeped out of bed long enough to play in the Championship game, and his team won. He says it's like the Superbowl of youth football "right mom?". I just smile and say you bet! He received a trophy to take home (the team got a huge trophy for first place).

We had the Calvary Youth Football Awards night Sunday. They had a wonderful presentation for the boys where all of the winning teams were recognized. We had 6 teams go to the Championship games and 5 won 1st. A pretty incredible record for a youth sports program. They filled the Gym with huge blow up bouncy inflatables and served ice cream and cotton candy, the boys got the opprotunity to run wild and play with all the teams.

This is a really inadequate photo of Mitch and Monica right before her Homecoming Dance (I took it with my cell the Nikon was not charged oops!) the two of them look great though!

Tuck at the Orthodontist. They have a huge selection of very funny glasses and they have the kids each choose a pair to wear while they are getting their teeth worked on. I love it! Everyone needs a little humor in their life!

Tuck and I are getting ready to run off for a week to Arizona. We are meeting the family in the "winter home" it will be my first visit. We are going to relax, and hang out with everyone, (CC, Oma and Poppa) but for the first time Mitch is being left alone. Over a holiday. Even though he is 20 it still does not seem right. Oh well.

Going to the Championship

Tucks team won again last night 34 to 12. Mitchel and I were there cheering the team on. I am so proud of the boys, they play well together as a team, and just watching the whole team pray together on their knees before and after every game bring tears to more eyes than just mine.

It humbles you to see boys together, giving thanks to God, in front of the whole stadium, with no shame, just joy.

Very humbling, I think I could learn a big lesson from all of them.

So Saturday we are off to play in the "Ship" as the boys call it.

Undefeated.

Football Update

Tuckers team has won the first round on their playoffs. They play again this evening at Calvary at 6:15. They have 2 more games left to decide the winner of their division. Tonight and if they are successful, again on Saturday.

The nights are cold here, it feels great to be able to have cold air coming in through the windows instead of through the A/C. (until recently the nights were in the 80s for our low, now all of a sudden they are in the 40s) As a result of the "cooling off" Tuck and I both have colds. We are burning through chap stick at light speed (cracked lips) and have bought out cold remedies. Other than that all is well. We can't wait to see Oma and Poppa and CC soon.

Only 14 days and Tuck and I are off for a week in Arizona. I can't wait!

Wasn't Shelly Pretty?

I really miss it.... It was lots of fun camping. Hmmmmm...

Updates

I wish I had never sold Shelly..... Who really needs a 1975 Volkswagen Westfalia?

I do...

Note to self, start a Volkswagen account, buy a new Shelly.

Shelly 2..

Anyway, Tucks football team is going into the playoffs in first place. Undefeated. He is turning into a surprisingly good lineman. He moves faster than I would ever have thought he could. (All those cheese sandwiches)

We also have confirmation from the MD that he is allergic to peanuts... and wheat. What the heck? Gluten free bread tastes a little like sourdough, kind of (not really but that's what I keep telling Tuck!)...

Other than that we are settling into a new home, townhouse life. It's pretty, I love the neighborhood, quiet, peaceful and above all else not a maintenance nightmare.

When I take a look at Eric and Trish's blogs (raising their own pigs and such) I do get a little nostalgic.

Since I am now in the whole metro, no maintenance, urban lifestyle, it makes me wonder. How many different lives can one person live?

By the way Tuck went out to Halloween as a rancher from Montana, Cowboy hat, collared shirt, Aeropastale cut off light tan shorts and leather flip flops, with a Yellowstone wolves cloth bag to put his treats in. I had no idea ranchers wore flip flops.