Just walked into the storage room to pick up my paintbrush once again. I think I'm getting hives just by looking at it. Someday, I will be done painting. Then again, by the time that day arrives, it will be time to start over again. Today I am working on the soffet in the kitchen so Jerry can hang a new light fixture tonight. Tomorrow I need to get started on another room at the clinic. It's currently pink. Need I say more?
Imagine that you are a ten-year-old boy who has a fascination with all things football related. You play tackle football, and you have a game in some town you've never even heard of. You and your family pull into the stadium an hour and a half before your game. Yes, that's right. A stadium. You walk up to the entrance, and get your first glimpse of the field. Artificial turf. Your heartbeat speeds up. You start bouncing around. Especially when your dad says "Holy cow. I never got to play on artificial turf!" You watch your classmates on the other Buhler fifth grade team absolutely crush their opponents. Your turn is coming! As game time approaches, you and your teammates line up under the goalpost. The sound system starts blaring the deep, ominous bells "dong....dong....dong" and the announcer starts the lineup. You run out on the field and high five your teammates as the announcer says "Luke Berning, number 85!" and the crowd goes wild!!
Well, okay. Your mom and siblings go wild and the rest of the crowd claps. The ominous bell ringing is the prelude to "Hell's Bells," maybe not the most appropriate song to play before a fifth grade football game! But, the boys couldn't hear the lyrics, just the music. It really was a fun game. Luke's team won easily, defeating Maize 31-7. Luke made some good tackles and loved every minute of it. He is lined up here in the middle of the picture - closest player to us. Hard to see, I know.
Again, he's lined up on our side. Number 85!
It was an incredible place to play fifth grade football - Newton must have a lot of extra tax dollars laying around! They're going to think the Hutch High practice field that they have to play on when they play Hutch is awful.
In other news, Jackson played his first flag football game Sunday. His team won also, although the opponent's coach told his team that THEY won. He was quite a piece of work. Anyone who yells at his six and seven year old players like he did should be benched for the rest of the season. They're little kids! It's just a game! Jackson was oblivious to any of that, thank goodness. His coach is a lot more laid back. The way he should be! Here he is showing off his mouthpiece, which he is very proud of:
And here he is, sprinting down the field. He's the second from the left.
We spent the early part of the weekend in Syracuse visiting Marilyn. It was a lot of fun to see old friends. Aubrey spent most of the time with her good friend, Amy. Jerry and the kids toured the Sand Park. There wasn't room for all of us in the utility vehicle, so I stayed behind and visited with the guy who runs the place. It was interesting!
We went to Johnson Saturday morning to watch Paige and Amy run in the cross country meet at the golf course there. Paige easily blew away the competition - look at those long legs!
This picture was close to the start of the race - the girl in front of Paige is the one who beat her last week. Paige caught her shortly after this picture and was ahead the rest of the race. I got to see my dear friend Karin for about two minutes before the race started. Karin was flying to Dallas for her sister's 40th birthday party, and the airport was right across the road from the golf course. Good timing!
The boys spent most of Saturday playing football with Adam and Ryan. Luke and Ryan apparently haven't given up on Ron Prince the way I have:
Adam and Jackson soundly defeated them, from what I hear. Jackson said he made a ton of touchdowns.
They also spent time in the canoe on the pond:
and riding the four wheeler around. Aubrey's giving Ryan a ride here:
I don't think they missed us at all, do you?
Jerry and I spent the weekend at Crown Center for a chiropractic meeting. It was a fun time to check back in with old friends and make some new ones, and as always it's great to be in the city for a brief time. Wouldn't want to live there.... there was an art festival at the Plaza and I was one of three thousand people there that day. Yuck. No shoes for you, Gwen. I couldn't fight my way through the crowds!
The children were spoiled rotten at Nanette's over the weekend. It sounds like they thoroughly wore out Adam and Ryan and were covered in head-to-toe mud at least twice. Heaven!
And Cindy, it just wasn't the same shopping without you. Next year you're going to have to hop a plane and meet me there!
You guys. There is a squirrel in the tree out back literally tormenting Barney. It is chattering at him and throwing things on his head. He is out of his mind. I am out of my mind because he won't quit barking! It's funny though ;) He is dancing around and will not leave the tree, even though acorns or something keep hitting him!
Three posts in one day - a record!
Okay, not the best picture. I didn't clean anything up, Jackson's in the way, and the sun is shining in. But the cabinets are done!!!
You can see the wires hanging out of the junction box above the sink. We're replacing all the old florescent fixtures and are halfway through that process. I've got a gorgeous three-light pendant fixture to go over the sink. Pictures later.
Can you tell who Jackson is holding? He got home from school and asked his usual question, "Mom, what can I do?" It was a gorgeous day out, but he didn't want to ride his bike. None of his toys were fun anymore. We read some books, but then I had to start supper. His siblings were working on homework, so no dice there. Finally, I said, "I don't know, go make something." This is what he came up with. Spongebob the Second now lives at my house.
Note the K-State football jersey. The consensus at our house after last night is bye-bye, Ron Prince. Buh-bye. We couldn't even finish watching the game. Too painful.
