Boy, talk about friends when you
need them. Our circumstances are not life threatening, but more along the lines
of quality of life, so I don’t feel like I can whine about them. That won’t
stop me, thought.
Due to the holidays, hockey
practice and school are all out of whack. Our ice times are crazy so it’s hard
for parents to make it, mainly coaches. The kids, on the other hand, have all
the time in the world. N had morning practice and A was going to hang with one
of her best friend, ES, and see a movie. That meant N had the rest of the day
to hang out with his boring parents, which isn’t the end of the world, but
comes in a close second. I made some inquiries and our saviors, the Gs came
through. It actually worked out beautifully, because after his practice, N got
to go home with CG, his best friend on the team, and then I could go home and
get some work done. R took A and ES to the movie, and then we all reconvened
later. Perfect. That way, N didn’t feel left out of the movie (it was too rough
for him, anyway, and he can’t really hang out with teenage girls), and A got to
go and do pre-teen things.
Much thanks to the Gs, I hate to
impose on them, but it seems to work out pretty well, and I like to think it’s
not too bad for them because N and CG are such buddies (plus, there’s kettle
corn in the equation). At least, that’s what I like to think, because they
helped us out again on Saturday. That, however, is a story for another time.
Until then, thanks for reading, and thanks to Dan Lookabaugh for the pic.
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