Breast Cancer Awareness, High School Football Style

At the football game Friday night, our players all wore pink socks. 

The cheerleaders all had pink bows in their hair.

They gave out pink ribbons to stick to your outfit.

There were pink balloons everywhere.

And my pink baby blanket – that got plenty of material added on – fit right in. 

Mr Impatient, Cheerleaders and The Carwash

Football season has started in high school again.  Yee-hah!  Can you tell I’m just not the world’s biggest fan?  Three Speed and Tall Guy play in the band, so I go to watch half time.  Mr. Impatient is enthralled with the cheerleaders.

He knows ALL the cheers.  He knows ALL the cheerleaders.  He has them convinced that they should do a cheer for him just about anywhere.  I tried to stop that freshman year, but the folks at school thought it was socially acceptable, so on it goes. 

First football game was last Friday.  It rained all day.  The band didn’t march because the field was a mud pit.  They sounded wonderful, though.  GO EAGLES BAND!!!!  

We always leave after half time.  It’s our “routine”.  But I had to promise to go to the cheerleader’s carwash the next morning.  We didn’t have the band wash the car, but Mr. Impatient wasn’t going to miss “his” cheerleaders washing cars!

Mr. Impatient woke me up with a loud “It’s time for the car wash!”  I told him I needed my jeans and shoes and some caffeine.  He met me downstairs with a coke and the car keys.  He was bouncing off the walls!

The squad was as excited to see him as he was to see them.  They all looked so cute!  They were dressed in school colors.  Their pony tails had ribbons.   The shorts were short, but decent.  My car got a really good scrub.  Then Mr. Impossible requested a cheer.  There was a little bit of water and suds flying, but they did it!

And we were off to do our Saturday morning errands.

Autism, ADD, and a Football Game

What Were They Thinking?

My band kids played for their first football game last night.  They are still in high school.  They played an away game on a Thursday night.  I’m not sure exactly what time they got home, because I fell asleep in my chair.  It was sometime after 11 PM.

This morning, I couldn’t get Three Speed moving.  He was in his STOP mode.  Mr. Impatient got up at 5:06, did his breathing treatment, made his lunch, and was ready to go by 5:30.  School starts at 7:45.

I woke up in the chair about 4:30 in the morning, and was taking my night time pills when Mr. Impatient came downstairs.  I still had to take my shower and get dressed.  So I fell asleep waiting for it to be time to wake up Three Speed and Tall Guy. 

I still had the PB&J sandwich to make for Mr. Impatient.  He’s on strike about making them for himself.  Gotta love autism.  And there was no caffeine containing soda in the refrigerator except the energy drink that Three Speed needs to get him motivated in the morning before his ADD medicine kicks in.

Then we were late.

We ran into the next door neighbor (figuratively) on the way out the door.  One of her dogs died of cancer the day before yesterday.  She was walking two others.  We had to stop for a quick hug. 

Mr. Impatient was perseverating all the way to school about being late.  Breathe, Mom. 

Now, what was the school system thinking scheduling that danged football game so late?????