Good Thing He Got That Gracious Loser Thing From Me
The Man-Cub lost the election…to a girl, gasp! He was less devastated by the loss than one might think because, Mom? She’s really pretty.
Well, allrighty then.
Hey! Guess who got her new computer installed this weekend, finally? Guess who is still getting the hang of the new programs? And why for the love of all that is holy does a perfectly good Word program have to be improved? I was rockin’ the 2000 version, people. Me no likee learning new skilz.
While Hugh installed the new computer and got the kids set up on our old computer, I cleaned house like a mad fool. I even reorganized my pantry, the kid’s snack cupboard, the linen closets and the cabinets in all the bathrooms. I’m still not quite sure what got into me but I liked the end result.
The house cleaning was long overdue and, since we have several busy weekends coming up; not something that will be repeated anytime soon.
As I mentioned a few days ago, Hugh was invited to officiate at the state wrestling tournament. That’s a pretty big deal when you are a (relatively) young referee. In order to be selected, you have to be nominated by at least two coaches and have a good number of recommendations (Hugh had over fifty) and the competition to win a spot is fierce. I’m just really proud of him.
This coming weekend we get to accompany him to a neighboring city for the regional tournament. We are staying at a fun hotel with a pool for the kids and a multi-plex theater and mall nearby. It should be a relaxing and fun couple of days for us.
I’m also looking forward to the next weekend’s trip to Denver for State; The Girl’s birthday happens to fall on that weekend so we are taking Kaz along with us and she is always good for a laugh or ten. When we aren’t cheering on our favorite ref, we plan to do some sight-seeing, a little shopping and some general girling around. My sister has volunteered to rescue the Cub from the sheer embarrassment of a totally feminine weekend, to which the Cub replied “suh-weet!” so; everyone is excited.
Also exciting is the fact that we start the Pee-wee wrestling program tomorrow night. The Cub is anxious to get back on the mat and I am looking forward to the two-night-a-week practices and organizational duties that go along with them. Or, you know, not.
At least I don’t have to bake celebratory cookies for the new classroom mayor; that would tip my to-do list into the stress zone.
And we can’t have that.