How embarrassing -- to meet a "celebrity!"

OK, so it is Saturday.
We were hungry, so we ran into town for breakfast. I didn't take a shower or brush my hair, just pulled it back.

Who walks in but Marc's cousin who was on Survivor?! (This is our first meeting!) She sits down in the booth with me and makes a big fuss about us getting engaged! Not only am I a dirty greaseball, but after she leaves I realize that I've dropped marinara sauce on my boob!

Oh well, such is life!

Unpacking...

Still unpacking boxes. It is so hard.
I have albums and albums of pictures and no where to put them! I do not know what I'm going to do with them! :(

A complete combination of homes

OK, today we went to the apartment for the remaining things.
I made 4 piles: coming here, going to my parents' barn, school, trash. Oh, there was a small pile for Tracy as well.

Then, we brought everything here that comes here. (I'll deal with the rest tomorrow.) Our den is FILLED with my stuff. Marc doesn't understand why one would want (or need) so many books! I do need to go through some more and get rid of some stuff, but it becomes overwhelming. (Marc also mentioned to me today that he invited some of our friends over Friday night---I'm thinking this is simply a ploy to make me unpack quicker, but he swears it is true!)

It is so hard to find a place to put things. He wants to make room, but isn't sure what to move, either.

Pray for us! :)

FOOTBALL STEP MOM

OK, who out there knew that if your kid (or step kid to be) plays football (pee wee, by the way- he's 8) you have to commit your entire life to it!

I'm not exaggerating! Last night, Garrett had his first football practice. You can play when you are 7, but he didn't play last year. Marc was asked to help coach, so he was going to practice. His ex calls and says she can't go to the parent meeting. SO--I HAVE TO GO! OK, no problem. Practice is 6-8, meeting is 7:30. Marc wants me to go along for the whole thing. Fine. I take a magazine and catch up on some phone calls. This is what I didn't know: parents go to every practice! There were about 40 kids, about 15 dads on the field as coaches and easily 50-60 moms and siblings there with their blankets and lawn chairs TO WATCH PRACTICE!

Oh, did I mention that they practice every day of the week until school starts? Did I mention that games are on Saturdays and a random mom told me not to plan anything on Saturdays because I will be there ALL DAY!

I don't mind going to games and I want to do whatever I can to cheer Garrett on, but COME ON!

I managed to get out of going tonight. I played on the Internet, took a long bath, scrubbed the summer dirt off of my feet and lotioned all up. I'm about to settle onto the couch and find something girly on TV.

I feel selfish because I don't want to spend 6 days a week at the football field. I will probably do it, for Garrett. My question is this: Am I wrong to think it crazy to want to watch practice?

An even trade?

Ok, so lunch with Jen and Mike was fun. I'm anxious to hear what they say about Marc. As we were leaving, Jen said, "He's so cute." But that's all I know.

We gave gifts to one another. They gave us the new Harry Potter book. (They had 2.) We gave them a zucchini and some chocolate zucchini bread. Would you say that is an even trade? I'm thinking that we got the better end of the deal! ;)

Lunch with Jen and Mike

We are having lunch with Mike and Jen today.
I just called her to give directions to the restaurant. She was teasing me about the zucchini bread, so I'm guessing she read my first post of the day.
So, I'm surprising her with a sample of it!
We'll see if she reads this before I see her and is expecting it....stay tuned!

Zucchini everywhere!

We are overrun with zucchini!
Yesterday, I made chocolate zucchini bread-- it was DELICIOUS!