Great Weekend!

Wow what a weekend!

I think because I have been so consumed with God teaching me new things and trying not to run while He is doing so, the few weeks (month?) have been filled with anxiety and God leading.  But God refreshed and renewed me this weekend. 

It is the little things that mean a lot to me.

To understand why this was such a great weekend, you have to know my life rotates around sports; two boys on two different middle school basketball teams, my oldest on a team that plays on Saturdays has me sitting court-side almost every day of the week either for a game or practice.  This is great on one hand because I love watching my boys play, love cheering them on and making memories with them.  On the other hand it really stinks when it comes to spending any time with girlfriends.

I think the Lord knew I was starved for some “girlfriend” time.

I don’t know if it is just me or if this is just Moms with all boys, but having girlfriends and spending any sort of quality time is rare.  Often times I look on with jealousy towards women who seem to have tons of “girlfriend” time.  But on the other hand I would not want to give up any time I spend with my boys and cheering them on.  It is just a season of life I guess.  Anyways….

Thursday and Friday my boss went fishing so I did not have to work.  Thursday I had a free day to clean the house and cook a nice dinner for my family, then watched two of my sons play basketball—all at a relaxed pace and not running like crazy to get somewhere.  Then on Friday I had the wonderful opportunity to eat lunch with two very good girlfriends.  Just being together talking with other women, talking about our kids, lamenting how crazy life is right now.  Just that short time blessed me.

Friday evening my oldest son had a JV Basketball awards meeting to attend, it was casual and I enjoyed sitting there chatting with two other women.  I was also blessed to see how much my husband is loved by these boys.  My husband helped out with the JV basketball team and was also the Freshman team coach (which was a developmental squad).  I beamed with pride (see pictures below).

My oldest son got the “Willingness To Do Anything Needed” award.  I was happy for him, but I was also just as excited for the awards his fellow teammates received.  It is amazing how attached you become to these boys who show up at your house at all hours, eat your food all the time, while cheering for them while they are playing basketball.  Yeah Mom I KNOW I am gonna miss this time terribly once it is gone.

Then out of the blue Sunday two of my boys and I went to the beach with another couple–a fellow basketball Mom who I am enjoying getting to know better.  We laughed our heads off and enjoyed sitting on the beach watching our boys play. I did get my first summer sunburn, but it was worth it.

I am sitting here right now thanking God for that short break in my schedule.  Sometimes the Lord gives us these breaks so we can feel refreshed, renewed and ready to tackle what ever is around the corner.  When I had to take off Thursday and Friday my first thought was “great two days I won’t be paid for.”  But I have to tell you those two days and this weekend has done a lot for this woman.

Thanks for letting me chatter on about my weekend, I wanted to blog about it so I can come back on a bad day and read about the great day God blessed me with. 

I hope you had a great weekend also.



Here are some pictures from the JV awards.




My Oldest Son Receiving His Award






I Love How These Boys Love My Husband (even though they were acting silly)



Exciting Basketball Weekend!

Since we are already on the topic of basketball. I have to say this weekend was an exciting basketball weekend and it has nothing to do with Northern Ohio upsetting the number one seed Kansas in the second round.

Even though that did make me a bit giddy watching it while eating at Outback Steak House this weekend.

Nope that was not the exciting news. But before I share more let me make a side note…

Our Youth Minister and many, many, many helpers worked their booty off this weekend.  Every year our church has a weekend retreat called Discipleship Now (or D-Now) for all the middle school and high school students.  They have a guest speaker visit, along with a guest band.   The kids start it off  with a banquet on Thursday night and then come Friday they are dropped off and parents do not see them again until Sunday morning.   First off all I am proud of the ministry staff we have at church and I could not say enough nice stuff, but the most important thing is…they allow God to use them as a vessel.

Amen.

Ok….. you would think because we dropped off our kids on Friday, hubby and I did the happy dance and spent the weekend rejoicing.

Except we didn’t.

Nope, as it has been said before, “we are a basketball family.”

My youngest son had basketball try-outs for his middle school team on Friday, the coach said he will give 18 kids a call Friday night to let them know if they made the first cut. Since my son was at D-Now having a great time, hubby and I stayed home to see if we got “the call.”

Well we did.

We did not know if the coach was going to place any 6th graders on the middle school team, so we were excited he made the first cut.

This meant my husband had to get up at 7am, pick up my son (who was sleeping at a Host family’s home for their retreat weekend) by 7:30 am—I am sure after my son stayed up really late and consumed large quantities of sugar—and take him to his basketball try-outs.  According to my husband my son did real well and when he was done we dropped him back off at church to continue his weekend learning more about God and having a blast doing so.

You would then think we would have a free day after try-outs.

Nope.  No kids and we are still running, what is up with that!

But the team my husband coaches (high school boys) had a game at 2pm that afternoon.  It was a big game for them, many of the kids on my husband’s team were on the high school JV Basketball team and they were playing against kids who were mostly on the varsity team.  The thought going into the game was they were going to lose, but they wanted to win really bad. My oldest son and one of his friends left the D-Now weekend to play this game.  It was an intense game and my son’s team played hard, but they ended up losing by—I believe it was 4 points.

Then one of the teenagers that is coaching my youngest son in a different league was at Discipleship Now,  my husband filled in as a coach for him so he could attend.

I say all this to say….even without my teenagers home we are running ourselves around to various games.

Goodness!!

This is where we insert wife complaining we cannot even have one weekend without basketball.  I do admit I actually did say that because I would love a weekend with my husband by myself, but I know anyone who knows us is laughing at that comment.  It is March Madness so if it was not coaching it would have been watching basketball.

We did finally get a night out for dinner at Outback, as I mentioned earlier and watched the Kansas upset.

Both of us anxiously wondering if our youngest son would make the middle school basketball team.  Many coaches do not pick 6th graders, they only select 7th and 8th graders.  It is completely up to the coach.  As I mentioned here in #6, I am worrying about dealing with a son’s broken heart (he really wanted this).


I say all that to say, this weekend was an exciting basketball weekend……

Can you tell I am one proud Momma.  My middle son has his try-outs this week at his school and since he is an 8th grader he has a very, very good chance of making the team.  This will mean I have two sons on two different teams, who will be playing against each other.  YiYiYiYi….


The Day I Had To Inform My Son Michael Jordan Is Indeed Alive and It Left Me Feeling Very Old

My youngest son came bouncing out of school, threw his back pack in the back seat and stated “I have a new assignment!”

Me: Oh really what is it?

Son: We have to do a biography on someone.

Me: Wow that might be interesting. Son digging in his backpack to read me the assignment.

Son: Ok we have to talk about their birth, education…… (he read off the sheet of instructions)

Me: Ok so who do you think you want to do your assignment on?

Son: Well teacher said we have to do it on someone already dead and I said “Cool, I will do it on Michael Jordan!”

Me (laughing): Honey, Michael Jordan is not dead.

Son: Yes Mom Michael Jordan is dead, he was the greatest basketball player ever, but that was a long time ago.

Me: No honey.

Son: MOOOOOOMMMM I bet you $100 Michael Jordan is dead. Mom he would be ssooooo old if he was alive.

So I grab my handy phone and called the expert.

Hubby.

Me on the phone: Hi honey, your son here bet me $100 that Michael Jordan is dead. Could you please help settle this bet.

I hear hubby on the phone with our son asking him, “Son how old do you think Michael Jordan is?”

Son: I don’t know Dad but REALLY, REALLY old, plus he is dead.

Well my husband proceeded to tell him Michael Jordan is alive and well. And he is at the ripe OLD AGE of 47.

Son was shocked.

And this Mom was left feeling every wrinkle of her almost 40 years.