I'm going to go right ahead with the Shock & Awe to make the warm and fuzzy later so much nicer. The squeamish have permission to curse me.
Long story short in a matter of minutes with people in the yard the nasty raven swooped in and killed 10 chickens and 2 turkeys. Or so I thought. This particular turkey was left behind with a hole in his breast. Skin completely gone. I brought him in the house and really really needed Snowbird here to show me what to do, but she is in Florida saving the wildlife there. Anyhow, I put some antibiotic ointment on it and wrapped him in gauze. He immediately took that off so I put him under a light with food and water and guess what? He flew out of the box today. I don't get it, but he seems to be a Survivor. In honor of that we have named him (her?) Rupert. Our favorite player in Survivor.
Nick had my van driving Elijah to his football clinic. We had Nick's car. This is the view through the moon roof. Nick and his friend Sean met us at Miguel's for some Mexican dinner . Really good!
After dinner Nick had his first soccer game and apparently he will be playing goalie this year. The kid who normally plays goalie got stuck on the North Pole team. Nick is in white. The guy in maroon is his defense. Ummmm, hello? After the game we went to my friend Jen's house and stayed way too late. Dad was tired today.
Today I looked over at my son and thought "Gee, what a pretty little girl". He really looks better with long hair, but it coming off. His basketball coach isn't impressed and he's going to Wasilla (320 miles away) for a tournament next week. On the other hand his football coach has long hair so he fits there. Either way he's getting it short and I'm sure we will all regret it.
Lucas had his first game today. He's the blond on the left. Aren't they just adorable 4 year olds?
This is different than any of my other previous coaching experiences. There were smiles and tears alike, and I believe that four is entirely too young for organized sports. Seriously. So many of the kids didn't understand (or follow) simple commands such as sit here, wait your turn, turn around, kick the ball and STOP! That's me holding one little boy's hand. I had to hold it for an entire hour. Running up and down the field. I DO NOT RUN. I am old and over-weight and I thought at one point I was having a stroke. I'm not kidding.
Here's my team breakdown.
#1 I had to hold his had the entire time he played.
#2 Wet his pants (my kid) because I was holding #1's hand coaching and wasn't being Mommy.
#3 Flew around like an airplane the entire time.
#4 Was the cutest little thing, but would not kick the ball. She ran nicely.
#5 Had some sort of sensory thing going on with his shirt and spent his time pulling, tugging, twisting and undressing.
#6 This girl ran fast and kicked the ball scoring our one and only goal. I need eight of her.
#7 Didn't show. Could have been wandering around like the 100 other lost kids whose parents don't pay attention to their emails. Or not.
#8 Cried at practice and won't be back.
The opposing team. All rock stars. I think they scored 20 times. My team didn't even understand they were scoring. I haven't run like that since....hell, like several babies ago! I am so tired and so sore. I'm doubting my ability to get out of bed tomorrow. I can't possibly imagine what those skinny moms sitting on the sidelines were thinking of me. Maybe next time they'll offer to run.
There are still 1000 plants in the grow room. Seriously I am trying so hard, but my ship is sinking. I can't keep up let alone get ahead. This morning I was grocery shopping. I get a phone call from the basketball coach wanting to know if Elijah could practice in an hour. Sure, no problem. Race back home, race him in, race back home and try to water plants, plant plants and take care of kids. Oh, then I had my great-niece over. Had a couple hours and then off to get kids to football practice and then to Lucas' game. Back home to water the gardens then baths for the little ones and now here I am. I will never get these stupid plants in the ground! Tomorrow I have even more to do. Oh, and did I mention I have jury duty June 6 through Sept. 6. Are they nuts???
I ran around and took quick photos to give you an update. They are blurry and awful and I don't have it in me to take new ones. Feel free to click off me now.
Petunias, Marigolds and Painted Daisy.
Petunias and Dahlias.
Marigolds and Impatiens.
I am supposed to have the pool cleaned by Sunday so Dad can fill it. Should have been filled two weeks ago so we could enjoy the 80* temps. I doubt I'll get it done. I'm so tired. Nick packed my Dahlia's out. Now I need to put them somewhere.
Radishes all over and a couple beans came up. Carrots that need weeding. In fact, it all needs weeding.
Carrots and big onions.
Spinach, lettuce and peas. More carrots.
And more carrots.
Yesterday I weed whacked and mowed for three hours. See why I am tired. That grass looks a lot better in person. Really. So dry here we are struggling, but I'd rather struggle than have crappy weather.
Tomorrow's another big day of running kids and trying to work in the yard. It's midnight and I've still got to visit a few blogs. Sigh.
Update on the wildfire near where I grew up: burning 93 acres an hour and is up to about 16,000 acres. People are working hard and making lots of money. I hope they get it out soon.