A year ago this weekend I left for a Hawaiian adventure that
was supposed to last at the minimum 5 months.
Well, we all know how that turned out.
It is quite funny how fast a year goes isn’t it? I think it gets worse as a person gets older
too. Blink and its gone. So easy to say make the most of your time
because it goes by so fast, but really it does.
I went to my oldest niece’s basketball game last night and
recalled how many years ago it was me out on that floor. I can tell you right now they have much more
comfortable uniforms then we did.
Perhaps I would have been more competition with Sister had I actually
been in a uniform that didn’t ride up my butt.
Now, however, the girls complain because they are too long and
baggy. No happy mediums I guess.
I am extremely proud of her.
She is doing remarkably well considering she didn’t play her freshman
and sophomore years. She can dribble the
ball better than her mother that is for sure.
I sat there and a variety of things came to mind…in a rush, sort of like
a wave. Get ready for a seriously bad
run-on sentence…because this is pretty much how the thoughts scrambled through
my brain…
Dear God, my back hurts, oh I hope Angie is here, (paying to
get in, I could hear Angie yelling), good Angie is here, it is so much fun to
watch a game with her, although she hits hard, I have to sit a little ways from
her so she doesn’t have such easy access, oh wow, Belle’s hair is cute tonight,
I wonder if her boyfriend is here and if he is I hope he behaves because not
only am not a fan of personal issues affecting an athlete’s ability to play,
but she is at that age where boys (well this one) is all that matters, so dear
God, boyfriend, just sit down and watch the game like the polite young
gentleman I know you are, oh my God, her boyfriend is the loudest kid in the
gym, perhaps this is why she likes him, he is quite outgoing, oh my God these
bleachers are hard, I sure am glad I wore my Champion warm-up pants so I could
slide all over the really old wooden bleachers and practically fall off, Oh
good, Emily and the girls came, Ashlyn loves me, why do kids love me, I will
never know, good lord they want something to drink and Emily won’t let them
have any more to drink, do you guys have cooties, cause if you don’t, you can
share my water, Ashlyn asks me if she can play up above the stands, sure, why
not, you aren’t my child, Emily says no, but I GET THE PUPPY DOG EYES, why not
Tiffany?, well my first guess is that I am not your mom and your mom just said
no, man I miss coaching, I should coach again, I would be a good coach, no
maybe I wouldn’t, I don’t have any patience, what happened to my patience?, I
used to have some, didn’t I?, Emily says, yes, you should coach again, oh I
just don’t know if I would be very good at it, Bella runs funny, why does she
run funny?, she is fast, but she has this elbow flapping thing going on, which
I guess is good, as it looks like she is in automatic “throw the elbow” mode,
man, she is a way better dribbler than her mom, I think her mom really misses
playing, one trip down and back and I would probably have a heart-attack, man I
need to work out, like tonight, when I get home, hell no, it will be 10:00PM, I
just want to go to bed, actually I need a muscle relaxer…I will get up early in
the morning and work out, yeah, probably not then either, I need to dig out my
reebok slide, I loved that thing, I need to do some yoga too, I really need a
chiropractor and a massage, ooh a day at the spa, sister has two that she still
has not used, who does that?, wow we are getting creamed, why isn’t Freeman
yelling like he used to yell at us?, maybe he is too tired to care anymore,
they have so much potential, why are they acting like they don’t, maybe I need
to yell, I don’t think that will help, I think it will just piss Bella off, uggh,
25 points behind, let us pray this gets over real soon like, this is brutal, I
better stand up, I am losing feeling in my appendages, oh thank God it is over,
where the hell is Bella, oh boy there is her boy squirrel, politely waiting on
her, hey how are you? Good how are you?,
I am great thank you, really I am tired and my back hurts, but I don’t need to
bore him with that, oh my gosh Bella, for the love, oh good there she is, oh
gosh, she has to go love on him, this is gross, she was just 2 years old in the
hospital with Salmonella, now she has a boyfriend who is delaying my butt
getting in bed on a school night at a decent time, someone needs to tell her I
don’t wait for boys, oh my hell, when did she become a young woman, I have been
home almost 10 years, I said I was going to be home 6 months max, what the sam
hell has happened to me, this is going to be the longest ride home ever, I feel
like I am in another state, we still have to stop and get her car, oh thank God
we are on our way home, you know boys have cooties right Bella?, no, I am not
the only one that thinks this, I am glad Justin likes me but you don’t need to
be so “in love” at your age, are we home yet, oh thank God, please don’t be on
your phone while you are driving its dangerous, it only takes a split second,
no I am not your mother, but I may as well be, ok goodnight, hi Brodie, did you
miss your mommy, your mommy missed you, I hate not seeing you all day, your
mommy needs some drugs, stat, oh dear God I know you want to play, why can’t
your Papa play with you, sleepy, why am I so sleepy, oh yeah, took a muscle
relaxer, man this feels nice, to relax, too bad I had to have a pill, goodnight
world.
More like a tsunami rather than a wave of thoughts eh?
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