Weekend Recap

I knew as I was posting on Friday about how I was looking forward to a relaxing weekend that God was laughing at my plans. I knew better. I knew as I wrote that I was cursing myself. The good news is that I made it through the last 2+ weeks. 2+ weeks full of work, The GRAMMYs, cheering competitions, baseball games, and school plays. A busy 2+ week stretch that had me super anxious just wondering about how I'd make it through. But I did, that's the good news. The bad news? Well it didn't take long once my weekend began to find the bad news...

Friday night was a team dinner for Emily's cheerleading team... a pizza party and a run-through of their routines for the next day's competition. Things were going fine, as planned, until I left the dinner for 5 minutes to run to the ATM just up the street. As I sat in my car at the ATM waiting for my money, I felt a snap underneath my foot, the foot that just so happened to be on the brakes.  A snap is not something you want to feel when your foot is on the brake, let me just tell you. Luckily I was able to get my car into a parking spot and there it sat for the weekend. My mom came down to help for the night and to let me use her wheels until I could get a rental the next day. I carried on, back to the team dinner, then to Ryan's baseball game later that night... almost like nothing happened, nothing except for losing the breaks in my car.

Not much sleep was had Friday night... between getting home from baseball at 11:30pm and having to be up at 5am for Emily's cheering competition. Our cheering club hosted this competition so us parents had to work the event, something that I always enjoy doing. I love being around all the kids and that part always makes my day. It's hard to be anything but happy when you get to spend your day surrounded by this...

Such loves. They did great at the competition, nailed their routine, and came in 2nd place in their division, missing out on 1st place by 1/10 of a point. It was a long day after a late night and an early morning but it was worth it. So proud of these girls, they are such a joy to watch and be around.

Saturday night I may have gone to bed at 9pm. Actually, there was no "may" about it, I did. And on Sunday? I got that relaxing, glorious, lazy day that I'd been yearning for. I did nothing except sit in front of the TV curled up underneath a blanket on the couch. There was a two-hour nap thrown in there somewhere and the most activity I had was when I got up to change into clean PJ's. Glorious I tell you, just glorious.

Then, after being gone all day, the kids got home and Emily proceeded to get sick from 8:30pm until 4:30am Monday morning... every hour, no sleep for either one of us. She's better now, thankfully, but God? I'm pretty sure he just laughs when I think I may get a little breather.