A Mother's Rants and Raves...

I am again at Wallis' apartment.

It's my blogging hour-- 11:30 pm w/ my ice coffee and foggy contact lenses.

My coffee is really bad tonight. Tastes like sludge.

As long as I can stay awake...It's that $50 I work for.

I spend it on dates with the kids...breakfast w/Holly this week, Starbucks w/ Joey, took Johnny to the mall today for a new jacket and a DQ blizzard.

Hannah is grounded from dates for a month. She is grounded from 'after school TV' for the rest of the school year.

That child will eventually put me in my grave.

She's sassy. She knows it, but says she doesn't care. Par for the course with her.

I've tried every measure of discipline, ripping all her Justin Beiber posters off her wall, canceling b-day party invites, sending her to her room for hours, grounding....I may try soap or cayenne pepper next.

That girl is a fighter...won't back down, isn't afraid of punishment, strong, strong, willed. Will serve her well I suppose later in life, but right now, she WILL learn to obey me and not talk back...I'm determined......If it's the last thing I do...

Joey had his first soccer game this week. He made the JV team...

and I was mad.

Not at the fact that he made the JV team. I knew he would...it was the way the school went about doing it.

He wanted to try out for the Varsity team.

As a matter of fact, he couldn't wait to try out for the varsity team.

So, on the day of tryouts, the kids ran around the field to warm up. Then the Varsity coach picked the kids he wanted on his team to come to one side of the field and the other kids were left with the JV coach.

Joey was one of the kids with the JV coach.

He got in the car and bawled.

“I didn't even get to try out Mom! I was hoping the Varsity coach saw me on the other side of the field. I did my best and kept looking down there to see if he was looking down the field at me. Maybe he saw me...maybe I have a chance...”

And he cried and he cried and he cried....all the way home.

I told him that it couldn't have possibly been the tryouts. There had to be some kind of scrimmage or the coaches would switch kids to look at all of them...I was wrong...They had the team pre-picked before tryouts even started and I was furious.

Joey might as well have had the word, “LOSER” written across his forehead. He is so self conscience when it comes to sports and to not even let him try out at “try outs” made him even more insecure. I made it clear at the first game while sitting in the stands that I was furious with the way they handled things. No one said anything to me. I guess they didn't care....but when you have a kid that already thinks he is a loser, and they didn't give him a chance to try out, already tagging him as a bad player, it's just humiliating for him. (And to make matters worse, several 6^th grade girls made the Varsity team. I've never seen a 6^th grade girl make Varsity in the 11 years I've been at that school.) I know I am ranting and raving but I feel so sorry for that kid. It's always Joey that has the hardest time...

Volleyball season is coming up next. Last year they told him there were no tryouts and that everyone made the team. He got the courage to go to the first practice and then they told the kids they were cutting 2 kids. Guess who they cut. After I yelled at the coaches for humiliating him in front of all his friends, they let him be the 'team manager' and eventually play. He says he's not going out this year. Big surprise....

OK-I'm going to stop ranting now. Here are some cute pics of that sweetheart of a boy:

I am still going strong as the activity director for the priests. I am taking 2 of them to the United Center for the Andrea Rieu concert tomorrow night.

 

I hope it goes smooth. I set up a Bears Football party for them in the TV room for tomorrow—beer, pizza, the works. I had several people sign up. The problem- I put 1:00 as the kick off. It's noon. I screwed up my first event. I am going to run over tomorrow and try to rectify it all. I'm also throwing a Halloween party for the men and invited the “Sisters” down the street to join us. I'm dressing them all up in costumes and playing Bingo. It should be so much fun. ( I think I will go as a nun ) I'm also writing a newsletter every month. Working hard at that on my free time.

I'm going to Muscatine to visit mom October 5-8^th. Taking all the kids with me. She still sounds depressed. She said the back of her knee is killing her now. Maybe that will get her to the doctor and she will get some help.

This was a boring blog...sorry...Hopefully my life will get more exciting : )

Bye-