It never fails...the night I send my kids off to sleep elsewhere, ALWAYS results in a much earlier morning than necessary. I was wide awake before 7 am, and that was not exactly what I had intended.
I mostly just tossed and turned for an hour or two, willing myself to go back to bed, but without success. I contemplated working on homework, but that was a no-go, too. At 10:00, I finally arranged to pick B up, and we spent the day together, just hanging out.
Around 3:00, we decided (okay, I decided) that we should go to Bath & Body Works because they were having their huge candle sale, and I'm on my last round of candles, which are mostly depleted. I think they're going to stay that way because...EW. Everything was pumpkin: Pumpkin Blueberry, Pumpkin Waffles, Carved Pumpkin, and so on.
I. Hate. Pumpkin. I don't eat it in pies or breads or muffins. I'll make 'em, but I won't eat 'em. I love the color, and I'll wear it even if it makes me look terrible, but I'm not a pumpkin eater. Gag.
Aside from that disheartening discovery, I've realized that B&BW no longer carries my favorite smell in stores, either. If I want any Cherry Blossom (the original, not Japanese Cherry Blossom), I have to order it online or see if I can score it on Ebay. When they do the semi-annual sale, I always stock up on Cherry Blossom, Honeysuckle, and Caribbean Escape soaps, because they're my favorite and hard to find. I wish I could like something more mainstream, but I dare to be different.
Anyway, after that fiasco was deemed a total failure, we went to Bed, Bath & Beyond to check out their candles. My dad always gets this candle that's "Merlot," and it smells fabulous. There's also one that comes in cherry blossom, but they were sold out. You know why? Because cherry blossom is the best. Ever. Grrrrrrrr.
After that, we went back home and packed up a cooler with some water and snacks because it was time for the Ironbirds (N's team this fall) to play the Tigers (our rivals, the Marlins, from last season). For "Fall Ball," the league combines age groups since there are usually less participants, so there are 4 teams with 11-13 players. They range in age from 10-12/13, depending on birthdays. Anyone who's 10 will be 11 before Spring Ball starts, so they'll play in the U11 league in the spring (like N, who just turned 11), but in the fall, they play U12. So complicated. The Tigers head coach coached N last fall when he was a Marlin, and this season, he has both of his sons on his team. That team is a powerhouse, y'all.
I got stuck keeping track of runs and outs, which is frustrating when you realize, "Oh crap! I'm supposed to be keeping up with balls and strikes." I'm hoping to get fired. N got nailed by a pitch when he was up to bat for the second time, right below his left shoulder. He had a nice bruise forming by the time the game was over. With the Marlins last season (and the Tigers this season, it seems) we never seemed to come alive until the 4th inning. This game was no exception. They were up, 8-0, until we scored 5 runs in the bottom of the 4th. They have a group of players who've been playing together for a long time. We have several who've never played ball before. We even had a boy cave under pressure on the mound and start crying because he couldn't get the ball over the plate...poor kid.
It was a fun game, anyway, and N is not being as serious, which I love...except he took it too far tonight and got all of the boys in the dugout repeating the stupid "Hump DAYYYYY!" commercial. You know the one...the camel walking through the office? Ugh.
I wish he had a "mute" button sometimes.
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