It was the first time I've played since before my surgery.
Stunk.
But the weather was beautiful and at least I was able to play.
And no one slammed the ball into my nose.
See?
Not so bad!
:)
So, Son #2 heads to boot camp on Monday.
And I found out yesterday that he's actually leaving on Sunday.
It seems he has to go to a hotel that day and then they whisk him away to the airport in the wee hours of Monday a.m.
And then we'll have no contact with each other for 12 weeks.
Sigh .....
He has no idea what hotel, what time, how he's to be transported there .... you know, little facts like that which might be good to know.
Some things never change.
Son #1 is still home, though I think he has morphed into a vampire. He stays up until the wee hours of the morning (like 3:30 .... or later/earlier) and then sleeps until 3:00 or so.
I've been making some suggestions to him about trying to get his schedule back to something akin to "normal", but what the heck do I know? I'm just a mom. One of the most moronic beings on the planet.
Or so it would seem.
He goes back to school next week ..... on Wednesday, I think.
Saturday is Jim's birthday.
'Nuff said.
OK, that's it for now.
Sorry for the boring post.
It is what it is.
And I kind of like boring.
I think I will always like and appreciate boring .... when I get it.
:)
Happy Thursday/Friday, Peeps.
:)
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