Eleven days in...

Sweet hubby deployed exactly 11 days and 5 hours ago. Things are moving along swimmingly so far, except for the fact that soccer season is upon us. Both Devyn and Aiden have played in the past and Mike and I had a conversation about said soccer season when the deployment was announced. It went something like this:

M: I'd really like both of them to play this spring.
me: Oh...right...soccer...
M: I know I'll be gone but I think you can probably do it without too much of a headache.
me: (It's official...sweet hubby has lost his mind...)Sure...I think I can do that. (SUCKER)...

This may not sound like a big deal. However, here's how it works:
D&A play on practice on two different fields, 2 different evenings a week. Then, on Saturdays, the each play a match on two different fields, at EXACTLY THE SAME TIME. Now, seeing as how it's been a while since I morphed into a clone of myself, that means I stay for 1/2 of one game with D, get in the car, drive to the other field 3 miles away in time for A to play the last 1/3 of his match. Did I mention they're seven and four years old? Madness. But still...I agreed.

Fast forward to this evening, and Devyn's first practice. It's 38 degrees, and no kidding, it started snowing and raining down ice pellets--not sleet, mind you--ICE PELETS, whilst sweet children were passing and dribbling. We parents were passing and dribbling too...passing OUT from the cold, dribbling SNOT from our faces. Thank goodness Aiden stayed in the car--don't freak out on me...I was next to the car the whole time. 15 minutes in, and after we'd received our purple team shirts, I made a beeline for the coach and pulled Devyn out of this misery. Misery for me, mind you. She was frozen.

I'm not so sure I can swing this anymore. Her practices are Friday nights. FRIDAY NIGHTS. The ONLY night in which I do parties for my business!!!! I'm booked solid the next 6 Friday nights! Are you KIDDING me? And then Aiden will have practices on Wednesday nights, followed by the dash and run session of Saturdays. Oh, and they've outlawed oranges as snacks we can bring the team. Something about them being a diuretic. Whatever.

Beyond that, I'm not sure they'll really, truly enjoy soccer this season with Top Dad. He was one of Devyn's coaches...and both their biggest fan. Besides me. He's played since he was 6, and he wants them to play. I get that, and understand it fully. Honestly though, if I'm being completely truthful, there's a lot of things I want...lots of diamonds, another kitten, him home from War. Those aren't going to happen in the near future...so maybe I should just resolve to fight the good fight at home and on the soccer field.