I'm trying to remember what all happened here... Yeah, it's a bleak.. LOL.
Well, we all have sore throats now, I know Grandson gets his from school.. and Hubby gets them from work. I get their cooties.. crap!
Saturday I got up at 6am and got the day going. Packed up my little wrestler's snacks and water, made sure he everything is all set to go, and have the breakfast all planned out. Have to keep an eye and ear out for Hubby stuff too, since he is one of the coaches.. I help prepare.. I feel like I am their personal assistant.. I should get paid for this.. LOL, it's called WIFE, and GRANDMA.. either way, it's "MOM" all the time.
After the meet, Hubby told me a couple of the coaches didn't show up for the bigger guys so he had to stay. I took my little one home and got him ready for his Birthday Party.. I had him dress in his Cowboy outfit so we didn't have to race home and rush on out to Colorado.
Stoopid, I thought real simple.. I ran him over to where his friend lives.. HelloOOo... that's not where the party is.. doh. I went up to the Granny's house, no one is there.. I looked for vehicles or any sign of PARTY... none.. ran home and got their phone number.. doh, it was just up the hill.. felt dumb. Better yet.. Their phone number is on the gate.. hhh ho ho ho DOH!! Yah see, his buddy's family owns all of the south side property.. and they have beautiful homes.. I love it.
I dropped him off since I couldn't find his protective vest.. I went back home and I looked and looked, dang thing cost over $100.00, it's not like I can just run all over town looking for one. I looked and looked, I even got over heated taking the house apart and took off my jacket... dang thing..
I looked at the clock and it was time to get Grandson again.. I grabbed his gear and ran out the door without my jacket.
We went back to the High School to get O'Hubby... My lil'cowboy got a lot of compliments about his outfit, and his other coaches high fived him for having a part time sport as a Cowboy. And there was Hubby.. he smiles.. it makes me happy.. all my troubles goes away when I see him.
We left, got lunch.. well just for Hubby I was still full.. and we left.. at the stateline, doh, I told Hubby I don't have a jacket. Stoopid. *** With my sweety, it's never a problem.. he fixes my problems and makes everything all better, I wore his jacket.. ain't he a gentleman?
We got O Grandson all registered and he was psyched about this Mutton Busting.. and he eyed the kids.. something he always does.. kid stuff. He like watching the bulls toss the riders, so he has an idea what Rodeo is all about. Putting him in the shoot wasn't even a problem.. Of course, Grandpa always make sure everything is up to par on his grip and readiness.. and there he went out the shoot.. My baby he hung on for good 30 feet before he fell off.
During the Rodeo, Hubby got a call from his job and told him the missing truck reappeared.. So we head on out and went another 4hr. drive one way to get this truck. We didn't get home until 3am.
Our Yotegan dawg awakens us from our dead state... there was a loose dog in the yard and he wasn't happy about it. OOOooo... we got up and left again to do another tow and minor work and back to the Rodeo in Colorado.. By the time we got home we all went to bed..
This morning I woke up sicker than a dawg... after I dropped off Grandson at school I drove to Waterflow and bought him his own rope and conchos for his belt.. (He lost them somewhere in Colorado).. the sales guy showed me the secret to anti-picking. And well I be danged.. it worked.
Now we are home and I am so ready to have my TheraFlu and go to bed.. well in 3 more hrs.. I'm out for the day..
