Soccer Mom...

That's right. It is official. I am a soccer mom. I am not real sure how I feel about it really. My oldest is playing soccer now and that is hard enough to believe. He is doing really well, I knew he would. He's a quick study. So here's the story:

Practice was coming to an end Tuesday night and the coach beelined it to where I was standing. He started speaking, telling me about refreshments and the protocol. He then said he needed someone to take charge of the parent list and organize it all. I volunteered.... although I didn't feel as though I had an option. I like doing stuff like this or I wouldn't have said I would. Then on the way home from practice it hit me like a bolt of lightning... "I'm a SOCCER MOM!"

Then I come here and read my comments. Top Cat left me a very nice very....ahem *blushing* comment and it made me forget that I was a soccer mom. My husband can still make me blush. It is nice to feel like I still have it...even if TC doesn't know me. LOL! I am not vying for compliments here. Really I am not. It just came a really good time.

I failed to leave you with a Happy Monday this week. I am sorry for that. I will make it up to you today...... and old HNT that got a great response.