Maverick and I went to see Mr. Darcy play in soccer (football) again last night
Hims loves car rides and soccer games
Hims also needs a hair cut.
While we were there (standing alone. #1 Reason why I bring Mav to the games with me: so I don't feel like a dork sitting by myself. And everyone loves him.) two kids starting tossing around a football (of the pigskin variety) behind me. No big deal, totally cool. Except that they couldn't freaking catch. They just kept lobbing it at each other and somehow it kept hitting....me! Over and over!
The first time I was nice and just smiled and said it's fine, even though niether one apologized. But when they hit me 3 MORE TIMES and then hit MAVERICK I wanted to explode. My dog yelped. YELPED. And all they did was blame it on each other. I was livid.
Then their stinkin mom shows up and all she says is, "Having fun boys?" (Didn't know they were both boys. Good to know). She had literally just witnessed them biffing my dog on the head with their stupid football and all she cares is if their having fun?
She then proceeded to totally ignore them the rest of the game and talked with her friends while her kids wreaked havoc around the field, hanging like monkeys off the bleachers and binging more hapless soccer enthusiasts with their stupid ball.
So here's my advice to all your Soccer Mom's:
Just becuase you are at a public event does NOT mean you have 100 + free babysitters watching your kids.
Next time I get hit with a football, I'm throwing it at your kids head.
In other unrelated soccer news, the other day I posted this pic:
And for the first time in my life I forgot to credit a picture to the photographer. I'm so sorry.
The photographer is Steven Christy Photography
They take pictures of all the football games for Mr. Darcy's college, and make them available for any of the athletes to use.
Please forgive.
And on even MORE unrelated news, this morning my purse felt like it weighed 5 tons. I really didn't understand, so I pulled it all out just to see and now you can enjoy as well!
1. A makeup bag 2. my business card case 3. A mirror. 4. My wallet. 5. A crapton a change that was hanging out at the bottom 6. gum! 7. My pitiful camera ( now you see why there's no way in Hades I took that picture of Mr. Darcy) 8. A bajillion pens. 9. Another mirror ( I swear I'm not vain) 10. 2 styling combs. 11. A headband. 12. A necklace 13. Some "feminine products"....panty liners.14. Way more chapstick than a girl needs ( what can I say I'm on a hunt for the perfect lips) 15. A ring I forgot I had! 16. Keys. 17. more keys
Whew! So I cleaned out my purse and organized it a bit and....it's still kind of heavy. O well. At least I found that ring and necklace!
Lot's of HAPPY HUMP DAY love,
I am absolutely W.E.A.K.! LOL! I'm almost crying I'm laughing so hard! You had me laughing from the title all the way to the end. Hope that was your intention. The soccer story was priceless!
ReplyDeleteAlthough I really can't be sure, I belive the phrase "crapton a" should probably read "crap ton of". I'm still laughing.
Dontcha know mom, a crapton a is a famous Oklahoman phrase, loosely translated it means "a crap ton of" :)
ReplyDeleteAnd please explain to me why I can't comment on my own page?