Good Grief, It's Sunday Already! TToT Week 63

If I had to cause major trauma to my knee, it couldn't have happened at a better time.  I was able to go on the trips we had planned, the kids were home for the summer and could take care of the laundry and food prep and all else that needed done, and I'd be all healed up by the time they went back to school.

Which they have.  Three weeks ago.

My knee is almost back to full range of motion.  If I can get rid of the swelling, I'll be back to normal.

Mostly.

It feels good to be back.

Although it has meant much less blogging.  I just don't have the time to sit and write.  Shoot, I haven't even told you about Cuckoo's birthday dinner, which was eventful and funny as I look back on it.  I'll get to it someday...

1. I can finally do the things that need done.  I canned tomatoes.  I helped a friend turn 150 pounds of cabbage into sauerkraut.  I started mowing the yard.  I've taken care of baby chicks.  I've done laundry.  I've cooked dinner.  Lots and lots of things.

2.  Bryan and Cuckoo have done all of the mowing since May.  Let's just say they aren't as particular as I am when it comes to either mowing or mower maintenance.  I've discovered that my poor Dixie Chopper has aged 5 years in this one summer.  The things they have run over!  The corners they've (not) cut!  The pieces of mower they've lost!  The thankful here is that I actually did do the mowing this week.  When I checked the oil, it was almost completely dry.  They were this close to completely killing my mower.  But, thankfully, the mower will live to see another day.

3.  Blog friends are awesome.  Really.  I get gifts.  I get laughs.  I get fun photos.  I get sweet cards.  I love that people think of me first when ridiculous things happen, even if I'm in the middle of a very public place when I receive the photo and cause a scene with my loud laughter.  This week, I'm especially grateful to Phoebe for offering some Indy 11(our new pro soccer team) tickets.  She has season tickets but can't go Saturday.  I've never met this person in real life, even though she lives about an hour from me, yet she was kind enough to think of us and email the tickets.  I'll be taking Star with me, and I'll be posting a photo or two on Instagram.  (That's where I keep in touch with Phoebe, since she doesn't blog so much anymore.)  

4.  On Tuesday night at soccer practice, Buttercup was tripped and hit her head on the turf.  Hard.  She had a horrible headache that night and was acting a bit weird.  She was still extra groggy in the morning, so I called the athletic trainer and told her to check Buttercup before she steps foot on the field again.  I'm so glad I did.  She has a concussion.

Concussions are taken seriously nowadays.  Not only is she excused from all homework and tests until she has healed, she gets to have a nap time during the school day to relax her brain for a bit.  She has spent a whole lot of time sleeping and simply staring at the ceiling of her bedroom for the past three days.  Finally, finally, at dinner on Friday she was beginning to act like her old self.  With the three-day weekend upon us, she will have plenty of time to do absolutely nothing.  We're praying it is enough to heal her right up.

5.  Bryan and I are similar in most ways, but in one, we couldn't be more different.  The man has no patience.  None.  Thankfully, I do.  When he encounters a problematic situation, he panics and can't think straight in order to find a solution.  I am the one to stay calm and figure things out.  It's why he can't get a car out of a snowbank.  When I got home last Sunday, he had the Dixie Chopper's wheels stuck in a deep rut and the blades stuck on a fallen tree limb.  I took a look at what he was doing and asked, "Why don't you dig out the front?"  Within 2 minutes the mower was out.  Thankfully it doesn't bother him that I can do these things.  He's just grateful that one of us can.

6.  (It's now Sunday morning, and I'm finally finishing the list.)  Star and I had a great time at the Indy 11 game.  He is the first of our kids to acquire the full-blown attitude of a 13 year old when he turned 13.  He and I needed some time alone to just have some fun.  It was perfect. Oh, and it didn't rain.  Made the night even better.

7.  Giant had a soccer tournament yesterday, and I was the one who took him.  The games were very exciting (ending in 4-3 and 3-1 wins).  When they were over, we tried to find an ice cream place in the town where we were.  Couldn't find one, so we just went to the grocery store to buy some individual containers and some spoon.  When we saw that the individual containers were $5 each, but the "half gallon" were only $4, we just bought a half gallon.  We sat in the back seat of the car and wolfed down more than half of it, right out of the container.  I love that little things like that make me a cool mom in the eyes of an almost 12 year old.

8.  Bryan's mom is here for a visit.  I've only seen her for about an hour since she got here Friday night, but she's having a great time watching soccer games and playing board games with the kids.

9. My mom and my brother and his family will be visiting tomorrow.  They have a farm and kids who like to play on one, so we always have fun when they are in town.

10.  I love a three-day weekend.  We actually get a day off with no soccer, no school, and Bryan gets to be home with us.

So what has gotten a smile out of you this week?

Have a lovely day!

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