Saturday, February 4, 2012

Lax Saturday

This post is getting up and running late and will probably be sort of random.  Well, it's not exactly running.  More like flopping.  Flopping like the sound that flip flops make, right before they completely lose traction and send you briefly airborne. Yeah, I've only had one cup of coffee!

We have a strict rule in this house. If the radar shows red, all computers that are plugged in must be turned off.  Last night, a HUGE storm rolled in.  I'm not knocking any and all rain that shows up here;  we are still in an exceptional drought.   Still, storms mean that I don't get my writing time in, since most of my blog posts are written after the boy is in bed. 

My husband had to get up early this chilly, icky morning.  He is a commissioner now.  Of our son's soccer league.  His new position as a soccer commissioner is further proof that when you utter the words "I can do a better job than that!", it is best to utter them when you are safely alone.   Now he is in charge of all the coaches of the 3 and 4 year old soccer teams. 

There was supposed to be a coaches' clinic this morning, so Larry had to get up early to be there.  I wanted to be awake to taunt him unmercifully, but did I mention that it stormed last night? Yeah, I was too tired to taunt. 

On the plus side, we got 3.5 inches of rain.

1 comment:

  1. Ooooh, commissioner! Fancy that! Hopefully some other pool fool will mumbled those same words "I can do it better" just loud enough for him to hear...or he will love it and have to be pried away in 15 years!


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