Yesterday Hugh and I split the cheering duties for the kids' sporting events; Hugh took the town 40 miles to the northeast while I took the town 40 miles to the southeast. This means that Hugh was present at the Man-Cub's football game when the Cub made an interception and ran for a gain of 20 yards (before accidentally tripping over the cleats of his teammate who was blocking for him) while I cheered The Teenager on at her first Junior Varsity volleyball game during which, I'm proud to report; she thrilled the crowd with three kills in a row (spike over the net that the opposing team can't return. Kill just rolls off the tongue ever so much more easily). It was a good day for sports in our household.
Speaking of sports, our long holiday weekend will be interrupted with two volleyball games and, while I really enjoy watching The Teenager play volleyball, I'm sort of irritated by the fact that games had to be scheduled during the holiday weekend, I mean; this totally ruins my plans for lazing around on the porch with a good book and the last of the summer cherries.
Also, Hugh and I will celebrate 18 years of marriage on Sunday and a three-day weekend away would have been nice. As it stands, we will enjoy dinner at our favorite restaurant which, isn't such a bad thing, either but, still.
On the bright side, The Teenager's team will play both games at home (11:00 and 5:00) with enough time in between for me to pull the summer planters off the porch and to replace them with autumn planters, garlands and other decorative items that I like to use this time of year. I should also mention that I am showing great restraint in not pulling out the Halloween decorations and going completely Halloween-happy on the house.