Take Me To A Liquor Store and Pick Me Up Tomorrow

Don't ask about the diet for this weekend please. Concession stand lunches AND suppers are quite conducive to bigg ass bleacher butt. Yesterday consisted of basketball from Southern Valley(Andrew had a junior high tournament starting at 10 am) to North Platte (Katie had a game). You do the math. I have to say that I am surprised at how well Andrew is doing at basketball. I credit the coach for inspiring him. Andrews always been one who was "on the fringe". Just almost there but not quite. And if Andrew doesn't do something well...he just doesn't want to do it at all. This year Andrew stepped out on a limb...and I think it's because he respects the coach and he wants to do well for him. This coach has accomplished pulling together and harnessing his run and gun hot shots into a team (at least by my eyes at this last few games). He seems to be a coach who thinks about sports as another way to teach. Wow. What a thought. The mind boggles. Coaching...teaching...coaching...teaching...my GOD could they go together??! Could teamwork apply to life? In other news...Mom is getting better...kind of...I don't have the crud yet...Dad doesn't have the crud yet...Mark is better except for his horrific hack hack hack hack that is driving me INSANE, the kids are getting better, except for the fact that Andrew had to run like the wind to get to the toidy right after his game this afternoon and was filling our vehicle with RANK air all the way home from Elm Creek today (oh yah...we had basketball games at Elm Creek today) and if I had any amount of energy at all...a midnight lysol, merlot run would be on my list of things to do.