My brain hurts!

So here we are 2 months in the new house that we THOUGHT was going to be our permanent home and we're gearing up to move AGAIN!!! It seems like when we think we're doing the right thing, somehow it ends up not having been right at all. I'm not sure if my brain even works anymore? We've lost our home, and now we're losing another one, in addition to the town we love. I guess the bright side (if that's what you call it), is that we're moving back to the town we moved from to come here in the first place.....we have many friends there, so I guess that IS the bright side???? So, back we go to living in a tract home again....with your neighbors close enough to hear your toilet flush, close enough for them to hear all your family business, close enough to know when your kids are in trouble, .....and close enough to NEVER really even know your neighbor.
The sad thing is...back in the city, people don't take the time to get to know each other anymore.
People, sadly don't wave as you drive by, or talk to the people they live 6 feet away from....

The thing I'll miss the most about this little town is the fact that people TAKE the time to WANT to know you, perfect strangers wave when you drive by, and the kids are always featured in the local paper as if they are celebraties. In the 2 years that we have lived here, we have met more people that live acres aways from each other, than we knew in the neighborhood in the city that we lived in for over 10 yrs.

The sign that is posted as you come through the gates up here says, "Slow down, Relax, You're home"...too bad EVERY community doesn't live that way...

Gabe's first football game

From the moment Gabe was born, the ONLY thing my husband and sons could think about was the day he would start playing football!!!! For the next five years, this boy went to every football game that his brothers played in, as well as watched every football game that was broadcast on TV. He would learn to love the San Diego Chargers...he had no choice!! Ha ha!
LT (Ladainian Tomilinson) became his favorite football player...and rightfully so....THAT'S who he wants to be like...which is just fine with me!
We always ask Gabe, "who's your favorite football player?" and he emphatically says, "LT!"
And when asked, "are you going to be as good as LT?" He says in pure gabe style, "I'm gonna be better!!!' That's my boy!!!

THE MANY FACES OF PEDRO

I'm sure that everyone has had that "one" sweet or quirky or strange little dog at some point in your life that has left a lasting impression on you....well, that's most definitely my pedro dog....I wonder sometimes how strange it is that you can love your dog as much as your own children?
well, it's true...and for anyone who owns both, I can most definitely attest that dogs are much easier to raise!!! Ha ha ha!!!

Pedro came into our lives about 4 yrs ago....in what was supposed to be an adoption for MY MOM...I found him on the website at the local animal shelter. He was the cutest little chihuahua we had ever seen! His face reminded me of a cartoon character with his huge eyes and enormous ears. I went to the pound to adopt him up FOR MY MOM. This poor little dog had the worst case of kennel cough and was brought home on medication. I've never heard a dog cough like that, and for so long! We kept him at our house for a few weeks until his kennel cough was somewhat under control and he could finally go to live with my mom at her house. Of course, in the meantime, everyone fell in love with this strange quirky little dog. It was really sad to see him go....skip ahead 3 months.....Pedro was doing fine at my mom's house, until he and one of my mom's other dogs, "scooby" had a knock down drag out full on fight till the death moment, at which pedro almost killed scooby. We are convinced that pedro and scooby were from "rival gangs" and they just weren't able to live in the same hood together....LOL
So, needless to say, it was in pedro AND scooby's best interest that the two be separated and that's how Pedro came to live with me.

He is the funniest little dog that has so many little quirks about him....HE'S convinced that he is a pitbull in a 7 lb. body. He walks around with a bad ass attitude and truly thinks he is king of the world....just ask the big dog across the street! Pedro crawls under the fence first thing in the morning to have his "morning showdown" with the big dog....and amazingly enough, the big dog turns and runs when he sees pedro coming! That's when pedro happily skips (yes, he skips like a little school girl), back to his kingdom where he entertains all of us on a daily basis.

You're probably thinking I'm a crazy "dog lady".... well, call me what you will...but until you've had that goofy little dog on your lap, or watched him skip in the yard, you don't know what you're missing!!!! Just ask "the sea monkeys"....I'm convinced that the "wild child" and pedro are soul mates!!!! Both are "quirky"....and have you laughing for hours at a time....BUT YOU GOTTA LOVE 'EM!!!!!

40 YEAR OLD KNEES...16 YEAR OLD BRAIN

I've often wondered about aging....why is it wasted on the young??? As I sit here icing my knees and popping ridiculous amounts of ibuprofen, I can't understand why my body hurts the way it does just from teaching dance and cheer techniques??? I've done this my whole life! But, for some reason now that I'm in my 40's...the body wants to rebel....THIS JUST CAN'T BE!!!! My brain tells me I'm still 16....my knees and all my aches and pains tell me otherwise.

I can still "bust a move" with all the kids and MOST of the time put them to shame!!!....I pay for it later though...hahaha!!! Every once in awhile I'll even have kids stand in "awe" over some of the things I can do. Their ever famous line is, "wow, I didn't know you could move like that AT YOUR AGE!!!"....... But, let me tell you one of the greatest things about coaching....when they make comments like that....I can make them run laps till they puke!!!!! Who's laughing now girls???

WHERE DOES THE TIME GO????

Know the old saying that EVERY mother says, "where does the time go?"....well, here's one of those moments....I'm sitting here asking myself, 'WHERE THE HELL HAS THE TIME GONE????!!!!"
Today is the first practice of Isabelle's first cheer season....I think back 7 yrs ago to when we first brought her home. From the moment she arrived, The only thing she ever knew was football /cheer season ... sitting at practices in her stroller for hours on end....watching dad coach football, and watching me coach cheer and dance. THIS GIRL LOVED IT!!!! She would cry for months after the seasons were over because she loved going to pracice, the teams, the excitement, the constant "on the go" lifestyle that only football season brings.

So....it's a little bittersweet for me today...It's the end to a 10 yr coaching commitment that I gave to Ashlea (the blond in the middle of the team pic)....I coached her from the time she was 8 yrs old till she graduated just a few months ago....and now, it's the dawning of a new era...it's time for the "littlest" sister to shine...and the irony of the whole thing....Ashlea is now coaching HER little sister with ME. It all goes full circle I guess?