still down a pound!

12-5-11


It was a pretty jam packed weekend.

Saturday was a lot of soccer. Bobby’s team won in the morning, and went on to win in the afternoon. Sadly, this was not the most interesting part of the soccer. The championship game was full of hate and anger and screaming parents. One of them was even me!

Poor John, the head ref, was getting screamed at from both head coaches, when in reality, he made no bad calls. But we had two highly competitive coaches during a championship game, so I suppose it was bound to happen. I was really hoping for a fist fight between the coaches, until they seemed to both decide the better enemy was John, who is an excellent ref and someone who has been doing this for longer than both coaches have been alive. Our coach in particular is a total ass, but holy fuck, the other coach was even worse!!

At one point, one of the moms on the other side was yelling at our parents. Luke’s mom yelled back, essentially telling her to can it. I yelled out at this point telling everyone to calm down and that it was only a game. Mind you, I am one of those parents on the side line that only cheers for the kids, and not just on my team! Hell, after both games, I made a point to go up to the keeper on the other side to tell them how impressed I was with them. And it wasn’t bullshit! So I was done with the parents being so bitchy. What made it worse was that honestly, our side was shockingly quiet this game!

Then I lost my shit.

The coach pulled Bobby for the last quarter. He had already been out one quarter, which meant he was only letting him play one half. There were other kids who had not even been out. I was LIVID. As soon as the coach told him he was out, I yelled to the coach, “Why is Bobby out half the game?” He didn’t hear me. He had walked to the center of the field since there was still drama about the parents all yelling. So I snagged Ken, who was assistant ref, and told him about Bobby. I said it loudly, and I said it angry. I am pretty sure my whole side heard me. I am also pretty sure none of them have ever heard me that pissed. I wonder if this is why no one said goodbye to me. I didn’t care, to be perfectly honest. I was tired of this bullshit treatment. Thankfully, Ken was able to be way more tactful and pointed out to the coach that Bobby had already been out once and that he wasn’t allowed to be out again. The coach had the fucking gall to say he had forgotten. Fucking asshole.

Bobby isn’t the best player, but fuck you buddy if you can’t handle having a couple of players not being super stars. This isn’t fucking World Cup. It is AYSO.

Seriously, I am really glad the boys decided to drive home with Papa Brenan since my screaming on the way home was intense.

One thing we all noted in the games was that really, Bobby is good in goal! Ok, yes, he still gets scared, but he is more into the game. It is like he finally knows where he is supposed to be on the field. He watches the game, and he loves it! Plus, his throws out from when he had the ball were flawless. He took his time, threw it perfectly to another player who was able to go from there. It was great, and what’s even better is that because of this, Ken and I can work with him over next year to really train him in goal so that he has lots of fun next year. We told him this and he was jazzed!

Next year we will have so much fun being that it will be a united front of Brenans on that field. YAY!

Papa Brenan was in town. He watched the games, and then we met up with him for breakfast on Sunday. Saturday night he had some shindig he went to. We went to Dinah’s for breakfast. I splurged and had pancakes, but holy fuck they were nummy. It worked since I didn’t eat until dinner.

Saturday night, Ken and I went with the boys to Cozy’s. We were in the area, and I wanted chips and salsa. Plus, the Razrita was a good calming device from all the yelling earlier in the day. Sadly, you cannot take those home as leftovers.

Ken went and hung out with Aaron on Sunday for his birthday. I spent the first part of the day cleaning up and getting ready for Christmas decorations. Ken will get them down for us today, which means we can get most of it up today, including the tree.

Stephanie and Sabrina came over and then we all headed over to El Nido park to play with the Machados. That was a lot of fun, especially since my new energy levels allowed me to run and play with the kids and not feel like I was hit by a freight train. Plus, get this! I can fit down the giant swirly slide! YAY!!!!! OMG, this was the most fun I have had at a park with my kids I think ever. Plus, I felt like I burned off a lot of pancake.

And seriously, there was this birthday party there at the park that was a whole Harry Potter party that was freaking awesome. Full robes by everyone including parents. Wands and hats and it was fantastic. The kids were running around casting spells and all I wanted to do was join in. Loved it!!!! I need to re-read the series.

I need to get back on track with my exercises. The Wii has been down all week since we had no power cord. We had left it up at the Compound. Oops! No worries. I will start up again today. I weighed in last night after dinner and was happy when I had not gained anything, and had actually gone down about a pound. Not bad! So back to heavy exercise and then I can lose that 9 pounds I want to lose by the end of the year. I think it is way doable!

I think when I go for weight training tomorrow I am going to run the stairs, too. I did some stair running this weekend, and it was pretty cool! I didn’t die, either! Woo hoo!