By the time John got home from work both boys were in bed and the power was still out. He brought home some glow in the dark party favors, which included a bottle of poison. Mr. Crown Royal in a shiny new purple box. Because what else is there to do when the power is out? I do not drink Crown, nor will I ever again after last night. I had to literally choke it down and then play a game of toss with my stomach. I won!! (not sure that's such a good thing)
It hit me immediately. Then the moon started dancing and that meant it was time for me to head to bed. So fast forward to 7am today. Where the hell is that alarm coming from? Please, someone stop that awful screeching noise! Oh wait, it's coming from under the bed...under the bed? I must have dropped my cell last night and didn't realize it bc
I felt like a giant had used me as doormat in my sleep. Head pounding beats harder than Nicki Minaj's Super Bass. Stomach saying "Yeah who's the winner now, beotch." Not quite the major league pitcher I was last night. And we had to be at soccer in a hour. I could hardly pull myself out of bed let alone sit on the sidelines and watch little people running back and forth, back and oh even typing this I'm feeling queasy. Needless to say I stayed home.
And of course Nathan came home with a medal. You could hear my heart being ripped from my chest as he walked through the door. I had to swallow the lump in my throat and hold back the tears from flowing. My baby got his first medal. And I was not there to witness it. I felt about as big as a bug. Someone please just stomp on me to stop the pain radiating through my veins. I pulled myself together and flashed the biggest smile possible.
I was completely and utterly rendered speechless. I am so proud of Nathan. My baby boy worked so hard at soccer today. His best game yet! He got the medal for Determination! John said he was completely into the game and wanted to play the whole time :) That's my boy!
So Nathan I promise you that Mr. Royal will NEVER EVER come between me and any of your games (and anything else for that matter) again. Stupid stupid poison! Him and his perfect shiny purple box have been exiled to the cabinet, never to be seen again (at least not until Nana comes to visit).
And Nathan Mommy and Daddy are so very proud of you! Great job son!