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I realize that even though I am Soccamom, I hardly ever talk about Miss Boo's games. Part of the reason being that I don't want to be an annoying soccer mom, but the other reason is that she plays so much soccer and is in so many different leagues, it seems, that I just tend to keep it to myself. Well, that's about to change.
Yesterday's game was just one of the worst displays of sportsmanship by a coach that I've seen in a long time. The other team's coach was one of those guys who is just loud and annoying. We were playing in a 6 on 6 league so it's basically a half field type of thing with the parents sitting on the same sidelines with the teams. I found myself a comfy spot right at midfield and congratulated myself on the prime real estate...until I heard BigMouth start "coaching." This was the type of guy who commented and shouted for every minute of every play. I mean, jeebus, let the girls play at least a little on their own without telling them all exactly where to be every second of every minute. I turned to the dad I was sitting near and said I'd have to move if this coach didn't shut up soon.
Thank goodness I got my wish. By the time we were ahead 5-1 he stopped "coaching" altogether. I think the last comment I heard from him was when one of his girls said something to him and he replied, "Oh so I put you in and you didn't do your job and it's my fault??" What a jackass. After that he just sat in his folding chair and sulked. With about 2 minutes left in the match, he started packing up his chair. Wow, great role model.
I know poor sportsmanship occurs all over, but last night it just really seemed to gall me.
PS: Yeah, that's Miss Boo in the blue and white, but the picture is over a year old.
Lethargy sets in.
What does that mean?
Margaritas!
What kind of margaritas?
Dollar margaritas!
Yeah, you can pretend that is the newest cheer from the soccamom stadium. The local bar/restaurant/bowling alley (ya gotta love hoosierland) here has $1.00 margaritas on Thursday nights and boy oh boy are they good. Well, any one dolllar margarita is good, but these are salty and lime-y and oh so delicious.
My pal, Lindsey, and her husband met me down here tonight for some wel deserved cocktails and mexican food. They've decided to be down next Thursday too. I'm so glad. I hardly ever get to see Lindsey anymore and she is one of my favorite friends.
Oh! I've got to tell you (yeah, you, my one and only reader) about the super cool thing that happened today. Ok, it started yesterday and ended today. I met a gal from near here who needed me to do help her with her account because she is moving. I asked her where she was moving to and she said Boston. Oh, that is so cool! I have a friend who lived in Boston and was trying to sublet her apartment. I told her I'd message my friend and see if the space was still available. Apparently it was and I may have actually helped two people in the process. The gal I met was so thrilled! I really got my "feel-good" on today.
Now I'm off to throttle my husband's dog. If she doesn't stop barking I may just have to tape her lips shut.
Today, she and everyone else at work raved about my new 'doo. This girl, however, seemed to especially like it and now she has an appointment with my hairstylist for next week. Honestly, I didn't get the copycat thing or the SWF vibe from her until 2 of the other girls pointed it out. I'm not creeped out yet. Time will tell.
I LOVE the new 'doo, too. It's just brushing the tops of my shoulders, lightly layered and soooo swingy. Yeah, I know just how swingy, because all I seem to be able to do is flip my hair back and forth in a state of amazement. So yeah, I'm pretty happy with it. I need to maybe go play a little.
So far, he really seems to like everything and since he made his way to Chicago without getting lost, robbed, or murdered, he may just start to feel more comfortable about driving out of this podunk little town without me to navigate. :-)
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We all got our new phones and have been working on converting numbers and whatnot. I've decided not to port my old cell phone number so I need to let some people know how to get a hold of me. The wierdest thing is that we all chose the same ringtone and have a hard time figuring out whose phone to answer. I suppose I'll have to go searching for a new one but if I don't find one, someone else will just have to switch, after all, I'm the mommy and I got mine first. Heh.
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This Saturday we're supposed to go to Muncie for some airshow and whatnot for work. It would be really nice if they told us exactly where it's going to be and what time to be there. I suppose we'll get the particulars on Friday or something. Nothing like last-minute plans. When I signed up to go several of the co-workers that I like were going to go too. Now, not so many of them. I may ditch too. We'll see. Maybe some other hoosier blogger will be there. That would be fun.
The other day, I was helping a customer who is starting a webhosting and design business and we got to talking about blogging. He said I was the first person he'd actually ever met in person who blogs. Come to think of it the only other person I know who blogs is Miss Boo, so I suppose that doesn't really count. Speaking of her, I have to go pick her and some of her friends up for a sleepover tonight.
Gourd have mercy.
So, now Miss Boo and I find ourselves wondering who will mow the lawn this week? Nah, I'll do it but I won't be happy about it. I'll just have to see when I can fit it it. Maybe I'll luck out and it will rain all week.