One Longgg Review For The Weekend!

It's Saturday and I thought a good time to reflect on my week. I have about twenty minutes before I need to hit the ground and run like a madwoman! You might remember I told you Niki was having her senior pictures taken on Monday? Come Monday, everything was lined up, pressed, ready to go and I went to my email to check directions the photographer gave us. That's when I read see this: "Wednesday the 10th". I ran to the kitchen (really, I ran), snagged the calendar off the little nail on the back of the cupboard door and flipped--AHHHH!! The 10th of October is a Wednesday. Houston, we have a problem. I called her, confirmed she was thinking October and I was thinking September. She is such a beautiful soul, felt terrible. When I told her I needed a headshot long before that date for the yearbook (and that Niki had paid to have her fingernails done with her own money) she said she would see if her makeup/hair lady would reschedule for later in the week. Whew!

So...Thursday. At four we went--nearly four hours long and Niki now thinks she wants to be a model. Help.Me!

Back to Monday where I started. Roofers delivered the materials for our new roof (yay, new roof! no more silverfish in the wood shingles, which will mean no more spiders in the house--eventually!). They didn't get to start until Wednesday, but that's okay, everything seems to be pushed back this week! We even started our homeschooling a day late figuring Niki would have pictures on Monday and I would have typing deadline on Tuesday! We all know how that worked out.

Wednesday at church--Cat made it to the study and it'd been awhile since Cat and I have really seen each other. (It's me--I've missed a whole lot of church lately--bad mom!). This is going to be a good study--already I'm thinking more about how I can be a better wife/friend/mother.

Other than Cat, there's a new couple in our group I am anxious to know better, so I'm thinking Cat and I need to schedule a lunch. And another gal whom I've long known, always admired and finally have the opportunity to just sit and hear her thoughts. That's the blessing about studies like this. I see her at church all the time--we're constantly exchanging updates and well wishes. Yet we don't get the time we need to really know each other. It's like that with too many of the faces I adore in that church--that has to change! And by now I've realized that needs to come from me, my attitude and my effort.

Finally--three dive meets this week. I know--the video is sideways, I'm lazy. Click it, though, it's only like 10 seconds long. Promise!

Poor Cody has just been worn OUT! Yesterday, conference in Park Hill. Talk about longgggg...it seemed like we watched 100 divers before Cody. After five of those long rounds, Cody told me he didn't mind if he got cut at that point, he was tired. Not to be, he and Sam, the other diver from LSN stayed in another round. Cody got up to the board and his foot slipped. The dive wasn't all bad, he got in two turns but didn't have enough height to get that last 1/2 in to dive head first. So...he came within ONE point of not making the next round. Pretty good for having a scratch dive on his score.

He's secure this year, quite a different little guy up there with more confidence. He's no longer the new freshman who has to prove worthy. And just in case he gets his head all swelled up, no worries. Cody and I have a fantastic relationship--he still thinks I'm cool. So I figure it's my job to make sure he knows his father and I love him regarless of how well he dives. Whenever he completes a not-so-great dive, he looks at me because he knows I'm going to mouth "you suck". He gets tickled with that. And all pressure goes away...until he's called again. I don't know why it works, it just does. I am fairly certain I've been caught by a few parents on opposing teams--they probably feel bad for that poor kid whose mommy just told him he sucks! That in turn gets them to cheer him on a little more, too--so yeah, brilliant!

^^Someone has to test the camera before the meet--may as well be me!

Alright, off to shower and get to Brandon's birthday party--Brandon is Cat's son! So I'm looking forward to watching her bowl--she can't bowl, we all know it! Then...more running then typing....get up do it all over again! Which is a good thing--I'm no sure I'd want to wake up and not have the option of running and working and doing it all again--and I'm painfully aware that there are too many who do not. Too many folks woke up today knowing they were terminal, not able to get out of bed and not able to plan a future. I do my life the best I can--I get to do my life, so I need to stop complaining about it so often!