Continuing my trend of forgetting things, I completely failed to purchase and prepare snacks for my daughter’s soccer game tomorrow.  I have to provide sliced oranges for half-time and a post-game snack for the six girls on the team.  Hence, I will lose an hour of coveted Saturday morning sleep so I can rush to the grocery store first thing in the morning.  How lovely.

We have to be at the soccer field at 11:00 a.m.  Last Saturday, the girls played in fierce slanting rain–the knees of my jeans were totally soaked because how can you ward off slanting rain?  But the girls had a great time and, as usual, crushed the other team.  I feel sorry for every team we play because this little team of girls has a great coach and some natural ability.   Tomorrow they say there will be no rain.  I hope they are right.

My son has a football game which will dominate my husband’s day.  They’ll leave at 9 a.m. and return around 3 p.m.  Our son loves to play and my husband loves football.  He does love it more when he’s watching a college game from the comfort of his chair, but will come later in the day.

I am looking forward to the end of the soccer/football seasons.  Only three more weeks after this.

In other news, my twin teenagers invited two friends to sleep over, only very little sleep will be done.  I don’t understand why it’s so much more fun to play Guitar Hero in the middle of the night, but apparently it is.

A little while ago I went into the kitchen to get a drink of water.  I heard a keyboard begin to play, then a guitar begin to strum.  I rolled my eyes.  Surely the boys didn’t think that midnight would be a great time to play their instruments?  I headed toward their room to scold them and then realized that the music wafted from my computer.

A pox on websites that have automatic music playing!

(Yes, this is three blog posts in three days.  Be impressed.  Be very impressed.)

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