Monday, June 7, 2010

Big Girl Panty Kind of Day

While I believe I have finally mastered the picture thingy on blogger again, I regret to tell you....there will be none today.  GASP, I know...I did NOT take a single picture today.  Back at the first of the year I committed to Project 365.  That didn't work out.  I kind of decided to do it on New Year's Day and didn't think out a good way to document my pictures.  I'll think that one out better next year (maybe).  I still like the concept and don't really understand why it has to start on New Year's Day....why not my birthday?  I think I like that idea.  I hear Flickr is the way to go with this project....I guess I need to figure out Flickr since my age change is fast approaching.

Today turned out to be one of those where you really wish you hadn't left your big girl panties at home.  I should have known....All this week my children have camps from 9 -1.  Ordinarily, I would be doing the happy dance in the middle of the street to have 4 hours for 5 days in a row that my children were otherwise occupied.  The problem is they both start at 9 and are about 45 minutes from each other.  This is definitely a week of divide and conquer and carpool, too.  For some reason we shelled out over $400 for this insanity.  To make matters even more interesting, I had to go for my girly tune up this morning at 9:20.  On my way out the door, I got a very suspicious text from a friend and fellow agent that is on vacation this week....Things were not going good.  About the time I was shoving Dalton out of the truck, I found out a fellow agent is in the hospital in ICU and not doing well at all.  I was instantly sick.  Knowing that I had to keep going this morning, I prayed the whole time I was on the interstate.  It's a good thing, I guess, because I have no idea how I got there and on time at that. 

I have come to know that if I go into a doctors office thinking ALL is good, I am typically in for a rude awakening.  SO, I pulled the extra stick of Secret out of the console that I keep for just such emergencies and slathered on an extra swipe or two.  After my blood work and awesome trip to the scale, I was beginning to think things were going to be cool.  SCREECH, put the brakes on.  Only I can go in for a routine check up and come out with some minor outpatient surgery scheduled.  NICE.  So, I did what any woman should do after such a rough morning and I went shoe shopping.  The doctor told me not to lose more than 10 more pounds.  I would really like to lose 20 more.  When I told Jeff, he said, "Well you aren't going to listen are you?"  ????  Why did I get married again?

 I let everyone know before we even got home from all camps that TODAY was the day the house was going to get cleaned.  Of course, by the time I changed my clothes to get started, I couldn't find a soul.  They were all outside and Jeff had decided that something just HAD to be fixed on the car.  I DON'T think so, buddy.  The kids split the bathrooms and I rearranged Dalton's room and cleaned the rest of the house and got all of the beds changed.  Jeff walked around with a tape measure and managed to do absolutely nothing.  I sweetly explained that this was the last time I would take my day off to clean house.  If we are all unable to keep this place cleaned up, we will no longer be able to eat out because I am going to hire a housekeeper.  I'M SICK OF IT.  (I'm screaming that in case you were confused.)  One meal out with my family would pay for the housekeeper for the week.  Considering we typically eat out twice a week, that would do it.  I don't care if they eat bologna sandwiches if my house is clean.  I need that mental peace more than they realize.  AND, they are all lazy.  I think I'm going to start charging them to live here.  Something has GOT to give.

We still don't know about soccer.....I guess they were kidding when they told us the whole Sunday night Monday morning thing.  No, not really....I actually think they are going from 4 teams to about 7 or 8 teams and are actually completely overwhelmed.  I am still hoping that my two children are a part of those teams.  My two children are REALLY hoping they are.  One of Dalton's friend's Grandmother lives not far from us and she came over and played this afternoon.  The kids love her and so do Jeff and I.  I was so happy to see my kids playing outside until dark.  Dark here is pitch BLACK.  Jeff had to take the friend home, because it was so dark outside.  It feels good to see the kids dirty and exhausted from a hard day of playing.

Prayers for my fellow Allstate Agents please.  I only know bits and pieces, but those aren't good and they have an uphill battle to fight.  These are some special fellas in my market and they have become like family.  Thanks for your help.


Sunday, June 6, 2010

Weekend Update with Kacy Acree

I sponsored a golf tournament this weekend for my favorite High School Junior, Haleigh and her Cheerleading Squad.  We spent all day on the Cherokee Valley Golf Course Saturday, but we had a ton of fun.  Haleigh hurt her little knee...:(.  She has to wear that big nasty thing for four weeks...that means on our trip to Florida.  UGGHHH.  I just hope that does the trick for her...NO SURGERY.

This is the JV Squad and I think they were a little shy.  I didn't know any "shy" cheerleaders in my day, but whatever.  Maybe it was just because they didn't know me.

This tournament raised a lot of money for the Cheerleaders and their Scholarship Fund.

There are the Varsity Girls.  NOT so shy.  There was more drama on that golf course that day than you could shake a stick at.  WOW.  Savannah already creates a lot of drama....I'm kind of dreading this stage in her life.  She stayed out there with me all day and just soaked it up.  Jeff and Dalton were there most of the day as well.  Thanks family for supporting me and my endeavors.

Here are all of the Junior girls!  Too cute.  Haleigh, thanks for letting me come out and enjoy the day with you all.  Art, her dad, put most of this together and played in the tournament, too.

Aren't they cute?  I love you Ash Family!!

We are painfully awaiting an announcement by the Olive Branch Rush Soccer Club for the new teams.  We were told we would hear something tonight or in the morning.  Both kids tried out this week.  As a matter of fact, that is all we did this past week.  Since it's almost 9:45, I'm feeling pretty safe to say we won't hear tonight, but tomorrow.  I've been in bed all day today.  I woke up with a horrible headache.  I finally figured out tonight, that it was from a lack of caffeine.  I fixed that and my head is finally feeling better.  I'll probably be up all night, but my head isn't hurting.

We have two more weeks until our vacation in Florida.  I'm praying for no OIL.  We have already decided we are going regardless.  The beach is my favorite place on Earth.  I want nothing more than to park my rear end in the sand and let the water rush up over me, but if I have to park it at Big Kahunas all week, that will be fine,too.  I'm just ready to leave for a week.

Dalton has his first play performance this Friday morning.  I can't wait.  He has been working really hard all last week and has really enjoyed camp.  This week, he will be there every morning and Savannah will be in Memphis at soccer camp.  Both camps are from 9-1 everyday.  That's a bit of a logistical nightmare, but it will work out one way or another.

MY HOUSE on the other hand is about to be the death of me.  We've been living on a construction site for almost a year now and I'm beginning to think that Jeff prefers it that way.  He seems to find whatever he can to keep him from working around here.  On some days, he'll even admit it.  I don't know what else to do to encourage the finishing of this project.  I've quit cleaning house, but I seem to be the only one bothered by it.  Today, I announced I was going to hire a housekeeper thinking that might matter, but all I got was a "huh".  I guess he realizes no one in their right mind would agree to clean my construction site.  If you have any ideas on how to get this job finished, PLEASE let me know.  I'm about to move out and into the crazy house.  It couldn't be much different anyway.