I need a vacation

Two plus months have gone by. Summer vacation. It's supposed to be break time from soccer. So why am I hammering daily down C-470 en route to some soccer field in the off-season? Why do I fill up my Suburban 3 times a week still? Simple: soccer season is never truly over.

But I'm bored w/ writing about soccer. Really. I think that's why I've been absent from this blog for so long. I just can't conjure up the enthusiasm to write about it day after day. Nothing changes much -- I spend hours driving to fields where one (or if I'm really lucky, multiple) of my kids is kicking a ball around w/ other kids. I sit there w/ adults I only know in the context of soccer. We discuss the safe parts of our lives. And then we all get back in ours cars and drive home, usually to bowls of cereal for dinner because too much time was spent on the road and at the field to actually prepare the evening meal.

This summer, 4 of my 5 kids were involved in the Kick It 3 vs. 3 soccer tournaments in the Denver area. That was insane. 99 degree heat w/ back to back games from 8 AM to 5 PM. Those wknds I think I saw between 15 and 20 games each day over the 2 days. I'd run between the fields to get to games on time -- that was my exercise. That and tightening the kegels because I didn't want to brave the porta potties. I'd mooch other teammates parents' shade (because other people with only 1 kid to watch actually came prepared w/ sunshades or tents or at the very least umbrellas to protect against the ghastly Colorado sun). I'd sneak bottled water out of other teammates parents' coolers. I'd snack on their pretzels and granola bars. I'd borrow tubes of sunscreen so that I wouldn't age too much over that particular weekend, but burned anyway.

In other segments of my life: my wacko mom and her twin sister came for a couple week visit from Chicagoland. They are both planning on moving to the Denver area since my grandpa recently died (April 26th) and they've both just retired and have no ties anymore to Illinois. Drama and trauma galore ensued. And my house that's to be remodeled (in phases -- too expensive otherwise). Phase 1 was supposed to be started end of June. After some zoning dispute and a hearing to decide upon it and waiting for the decision to come down, construction will finally start -- hopefully -- in mid-August. Just in time for school to start! And my second kid going to be starting high school. Wonderful timing! She'll be sleeping on the floor of my room for 12 weeks . . .

Okay, more at a later date. It's after midnight, and I will be a roaring monster if I don't get my beauty sleep.