They did it

They did it, they did it, hooray. lo hicieron. . . not overly confident about that spanish there.

Anyhoozle, both {l} and {r} made their gymnastics. {r} will now be in the level {l} was just in.

{l} is moving up to the level just before competing.

The coach said she would be willing to put {r} in the level {l} will be in but felt {l} worked hard so {r} should have to start lower. I am fine with it because I don't think she is ready for that level. Honestly, I thought she would be placed a level lower than she is. Both girls are very excited.

This means tues/thurs {r} will have 2 hours of gymnastics. Mon/wed/fri {l} will have 2 hours of gymnastics. That's right, Monday THROUGH Friday we will be at the Y. Once I start working it will be Monday THROUGH Sunday. Ahhh, I love the Y.

Social Security

I am once again going to be contributing to it!! Yessum, I will be working Saturday and Sunday at the YMCA. Unfortunately it won't be at the Y we go to (which is 5 minutes down the road) and is instead in Gig Harbor about 30 minutes away. That really puts a damper on my college football watching. . . but with DVR I won't miss a single Buckeye game!!

Good thing I will be bringing in some (very little) extra income too because {r} is trying out for pre-team gymnastics tonight and {l} is trying out for the next gymnastics level. Both equal paying more money. I really hope {r} makes it because then I no longer have to have the stress of not knowing if she will get to enroll in rec gymnastics (the Y does it by lottery so even though you sign up, you might not get in).

Nothing says I have a college degree like "Welcome to the Y, can I see your card please?" Should be fun! I start October 10.

All she wants to do is dance.

Remember that song? I think Don Henley sang it. Or the Eddie Murphy 'My girl wants to party all the time, party all the time, party all the time.' If you replace dance or party with sleep you have my life in a nutshell these past few weeks. Seriously I can't keep my eyes open. I do alright once I am out of bed, but the getting out of bed is HARD. ugh.

{l} might get moved up again in gymnastics. Her current coach wants her to move up, but the next level coach says she has to try out to make sure she is ready. Her try out is tomorrow. Mon-Thurs I am at the Y. If she moves up we will be adding Fridays, (so instead of gymnastics tues/thurs for 2 hours it will be mon/wed/fri for 2 hours) YIPPY.

{l} also just got caught in a lie. Apparently she has been saying she is done with her schoolwork but has been skipping problems to get done faster. I found (just in math) for the past 2 weeks she has skipped problems EVERY day. (Mom, don't tell her anything about it.) I suppose you are supposed to oversee homeschooling, who knew?

Remember when I used to show knitting on this blog? I have actually been doing some again, pictures to come soon.

Off to the Y, hope I don't fall asleep on the drive.

Future Buckeye

BUT, this one can not only be a fan, he can be on the team. Starting quarterback even. Luckily he will be 4 years younger than {j} so they won't have to compete. Though I am hoping {j} takes the kicker route.

Congrats to Nikki who, after 4 girls, is finally getting her boy!! AND they are also adopting a little boy who will join them shortly after her son's birth taking them from 4 to 6 kids just like that, BAM. yippy!

Biggest Crier

Are you guys up and up on all the shows starting again this week? I wasn't, gotta LOVE that DVR. I have really considered canceling it these past few months to save money. It must have heard because it went and redeemed itself by recording a show I didn't even know was going to be on and new. It taunted me "Cancel me now Regina. . . if you dare." I don't dare.

Anyway, the show was Biggest Loser. Love it. I actually mostly just fast forward until the weigh-in. But, since it was the first show, I had to watch the whole thing last night to find out about the contestants. Man, what a doozy! For those who don't watch it (and for those who do) I am (of course) talking about Abby. She lost her husband, daughter and 2-week-old son (entire family) in a car accident 3 years ago. I can't even begin to imagine that pain. WOW. Most people on the show say their kids or spouse are their motivation. Not Abby. Oh so sad. I almost wished they would stop allowing her to talk so I could stop crying. Then at the weigh-in when she said, "Death doesn't scare me. Death would be an easier choice for me." Oh man. Yeah, I am totally going for Abby this year.

Hatchin up the flavor

I couldn't believe it the other day when we walked into our local Fred Meyer (kinda like a nicer super Walmart) and found bone fide Hatch green chili. Unfortunately there wasn't a roaster waiting outside to get it all good for us.

Online I found a suggestion to roast it in a dry cast-iron skillet. Didn't work too well. I also tried on the open flame of the gas stove. Worked ok, but they certainly weren't as soft as real-roasted! I guess we will just have to wait for my mom to come visit and restock us with frozen-fresh roasted Hatch green chili.

Funny thing is I never liked the stuff growing up. Sing it with me now. . . Don't know what you've got til it's gone.

Lettin it breathe

I think I have mentioned before that {j} often goes without underwear. Apparently he is influencing his younger sister who I often find commando in her crib.

Notice her pull-up there next to her shorts. During naptime it isn't that big of a deal. Nearly ever night though I have to go back in to her room and re-dress her!

wow, is this really a non-football post?

Reminding myself

That it is just a game. It is watched for amusement. It isn't life and death.

:: keep telling yourself that, one day it might sink in ::

I actually deal better with the loses than Tug does. Poor guy really shouldn't watch them anymore, lest he have a heart attack.

The problem with the Buckeyes is they usually give you hope. They keep it just close enough to get you to think, "WOW, might we actually pull this off?" Then their anemic offense goes in and quickly out and you turn to your spouse and both say "Too much time on the clock, we aren't going to hold them." And, sure enough, you are proven right. Happened last year with Texas. Happened this year with USC. We need a new offensive coordinator.

Regardless, their honor defend, I will fight to the end for O-HI-O.