Wham, Bam, Thank you, Ma'am

AKA: A Quickie

bad test score, better than my friends but still not my usual ass-kissing level, so I wasn't happy.

JP is off to a Guards weekend, he's leaving tonight, won't be home until Sunday... Emma's got hockey all weekend, one game on Saturday that JP and I will both have to miss, and the one on Sunday here in town, I will be able to go, but Daddy won't be back in time.

Hockey season brings with it such headaches and stresses. I thought (silly me) that having JP home would release me from that. I was wrong. Oh. so. wrong. Now we find out that she's got a tournament in International Falls, a 3 days tournament! These are 10 year old girls... playing in a tournament that's damn near in Canada, for THREE FRIGGIN' DAYS??!! JP is taking her up to that, I won't go. I would have to miss work on Friday and Saturday, my two best days for picking up hours. That tourney isn't until December, but holy crap, we are getting close to it, aren't we?

Yes, yes, I will get a picture of my haircut, as soon as I can, but not today, because I boycotted hair products this morning, so I look sloppy today... do. not. care.