Cheeseburger in Paradise
Mood:  a-ok
Last night went like this. Got off work, rushed home, changed clothes, grabbed some books, hustled M into the car, drove 2.5 hours (yeah there was a fire that held up traffic), sat and watched my son stand around in center field for two hours, hustled him back into the car, drove another two hours, ended up home at 10:30pm. Whew! The highlight of the evening? Spending two hours talking with my son in the car.

Since I had him in the car I mentioned an idea I had been tossing around to my son. I've always thought that the kids should come and stay with me in the summer months'. To me it seems only fair. So I mentioned this M last night. Basically I said. "Hey I have an idea I would like you to think about. I've been thinking that you kids should come and live with me in the summer, and visit your dad every other weekend. If you wanted to play ball, then we would just sign you up in S_____ or F________."

M thought about that for a moment and then said, "I don't think Dad would want to drive all the way over here for games"

Of course I just HAD to say (in my most innocent voice). "But I drive all the way over there..."

Then M, proving that the kids really DO see what's going on said, "Yeah, but Dad's not like that, he wouldn't... he just doesn't do things like that, you know..."

I just chuckled and patted his leg, "Yeah buddy, I know, it's ok"

Please excuse me a moment while I do a victory lap! I didn't have to bad mouth him, I didn't have to point out the obvious discrepancies in our behavior. The kids figured it out on their own. Their dad is all show and no go, and _I_ am the `good' parent. HA! _I_ am the parent who will drive 130 miles to see a ball game. _I_ am the parent who will drive 130 miles to take my son to practice. I don't do these things for any other reason then I love my kids and want to see them and want to see them happy, but there ARE some side benefits that I rather enjoy.

Ok - I'm done.

In other news I'm feeling grand. Got a bunch more sleep last night, and woke up feeling almost human. Makes facing the day a little easier. M is supposed to have practice again tonight, but I'm scheduled to work until 7:00pm. Unless I can get someone to take my shift, he's going to have to miss. I've already warned his coach.

OH! And that whole "Where's M____ we've got a game" fiasco? Turns out there WAS not game on Saturday. The coach F'd up the time, had all the kids there for no reason, and then sent them all home because he had some meeting to go to. You see this?! This is me giving that man the finger! If I had driven over there for that I think I would have had a conniption fit.

Boy I'm just a BUNDLE of angst today aren't I?