After writing 3.5k of my Christmas story, I went to my grandson’s football game last night. Amazingly, the nights have started to cool down here. Dressed in jeans and light sweater it was an enjoyable and comfortable atmosphere, until I discovered I was sitting in gum. Yes. It true. Mackenzie McKade’s ass was stuck to the bleachers. LOL
The JV game was a hard fought battle. Each team took turns scoring, while their defensive lines struggled to defend their positions. My angel boy made a touchdown and my family and I went wild. We had a cowbell and blow horns that we let rip. Sometimes our team took the lead and other times the other team did, but in the end we conquered 35-25. Yay!!!!!
It was the last game of the season, but earlier this week the varsity coaches announced that they wanted my grandson to join them for tonight’s game. What a privilege and thrill for both my grandson and us. We don’t know how much or if Dusty will get to play, but you can bet we’ll be there to cheer him on. Which now brings me to this morning.
I didn’t realize all the writing I was doing would hit me so hard. I woke up this morning feeling like roadkill. It took a while to get into the swing of things and then the husband got up, announcing he was hungry. After 1k written words I waltzed off with him to get something to eat. Now I’m back at the computer wondering where to go from here. Probably the reason I am writing this blog, to keep from getting back to work. LOL
I hope all of you have a wonderful weekend. Take care and we’ll chat later.