Double S Day

Good morning! I didn’t get to say Happy Birthday here to my most favoritist Aunt Julie because Joanna took off with my computer for a couple of finals yesterday morning but I can say it today!

Yesterday wasn’t much of a day. I mean, not much of great importance happened. Not much volume of anything, either. If you can use such descriptive terms for a day. I guess you can since I just did.

Joseph had an appointment for two fillings yesterday morning. His appointment was at 11:45 and he was out of there before noon. I thought we’d be there for a while because the last time he didn’t like getting the shot of Novocain and created quite a commotion. This time, he was in and out. Quite literally. After that, we went to return some things for Joanna in Leominster. I thought she got them at PetSmart but she actually had gone to PetCo. I’m glad I noticed that BEFORE I got in the store. Because we were over by the mall, we went to Panera for lunch and Joseph gives their macaroni and cheese a thumbs up. Then we went to Joann’s because I had some coupons and needed some fabric. Yeah, needed.  Then we went to PetCo and home.

The afternoon was afternoonlike. We had a pack meeting so everything that was going to get done needed to get done in time for us to go. Joseph really needed to be early because the Tigers were doing the flag ceremony but we were doing well to get there on time. At least we had some brownies to take.

After that, it was pretty much time for bed and then I made cupcakes for Cedric’s class. His birthday is Sunday and today is his class Christmas party and he’d requested the broken glass cupcakes that many of you likely saw on Facebook in October. I got the cupcakes made and frosted and got the ‘glass’ made last night but waited until this morning to put them together. I think they turned out alright. I should have stirred the ‘glass’ constantly like it said to because it turned out a bit yellow. I’m not a big fan of standing and stirring for endless amounts of time so yellow glass is what we have. The recipe also did not say to cook the ‘blood’ but it has cornstarch in it and it just didn’t look right so I stuck it in the microwave for two minutes. It was better but I put it in for another two minutes and it looked even better. Of course, then it was hot so I had to cool it off in the freezer. Much better. Not perfect, but better. I’m going to have to see about tweaking the recipe to make it look even better. I think using the juice from cherries for cheesecake would work well (Amena’s idea—a good one). Maybe even leave the cherries in for a good clotting effect.

This morning I was supposed to go in to be a doula but I woke up and kind of didn’t feel so great. I think it’s a combination of residual stress from preparations for my exam Wednesday and dealing with people in my family who have been coming down with something and just life in general. It got me to thinking this morning, though, about being sick and going to work. As a doula, I don’t feel like I’m essential personnel and so my absence might actually be a good thing if it prevents someone there getting sick. In past job experiences, I would go to work anyway, mainly because I couldn’t afford to take a day off. When I worked at the Welfare Department, I wasn’t in contact with the public much unless I was covering for someone downstairs. Otherwise, just coworkers were at risk. When I worked at Ocean State, I was in contact with the public all the time. I remember going to the library in Bonners Ferry once and there was a woman checking out beside me, Laura, Joanna, Daniel, Amena, Cedric and maybe Seth (I don’t remember if it was before or after he was born). She didn’t look like she felt that great and when one of the women working at the library asked, she said she’d just come from the doctor where she learned that she had strep throat and she just had to get a book. Really? I mean, really? Personally, if I go to the store, I don’t want to be exposed to something just because the cashier went to work sick. I don’t want my kids to be exposed to something at church because some child’s parents took him/her to church even though he/she is sick. Working in the medical field might be slightly different because there are instances where we actually need doctors and nurses and they ought to know what to do in order to minimize the chances of spreading whatever they might have. Still, I don’t think people who are sick should go to work unless they are absolutely essential and/or can completely minimize the chances of exposing others. Anyway, my plan today is to go back to bed once the boys have left for school.

Before I forget, I should probably tell you, in case you haven’t heard, that my initial results for the phlebotomy exam were PASS. What a relief that is.

And now I am going to share something that Cedric wrote:

Last Soccer Game

This soccer season we weren’t so lucky, we didn’t win every soccer game. There were eight games in all and we only won two of them, which really sucked. We won against Hardwick both times. the first time we went against Hardwick we got three goals, but the referee said that one of the goals was a penalty goal.

The second game against Hardwick we got three goals and they were all easy goals. So I’m going to tell you what happened in the second soccer game against Hardwick.

So, I woke up in the morning and went downstairs to eat some breakfast. Then I asked my mom, “What team are we going to go against?”

Then she said, “Hardwick.”

As soon as my mom said “Hardwick,” I yelled with a lot of excitement, “YES!” because I just had a feeling we were going to win and I had a lot of energy. In fact, I even drank a whole can of Monster, but all the energy went away just before the game had started.

I got to the game at the Rec Field: Hubbardston vs. Hardwick. I started doing some stretches and then passing the ball around with Jacob Halfrey and we waited until everybody was there. Henry got there, then Ryan, Coby, Aiden, Dom, Paul, then Ethan. Pierce was sick that day and Otto quit. As soon as everybody was there, we all huddled up.

“Okay. . . we need to win this game, it’s out last one! Dom, Cedric, you guys on offence. Coby, Henry, you guys on offence, too, and Ryan, Jacob, and Ethan on defense. Paul, you’re goalie,” the coach said with a lot of excitement and courage. “GO, GO, GO!!”

We got the soccer ball first, “Goalie ready? Goalie ready?” the referee asked each, and then he blew the whistle and the game started! I had the ball then I passed it to Dom.

“Dom!” Henry yelled. Then Dom passed the ball to Henry. Henry passed the defense and just like that he kicked the ball right in the goal, right past the goalie. Then the crowd shouted and clapped and the referee blew his whistle.

The referee got the ball and brought it to the center. I gave Henry a high five and then I asked, “Did you just do that?!? That was unbelievable!”

The coach yelled, “That is what I am talkin’ about!”

We went back to our positions hoping we could win this game. Now the other team had the ball. “Tweeeeet!” They passed the ball and then I ran to the kid with the ball, tripped him, the referee called it. Then it was a throw-in so the kid got the ball aimed and threw it and just like that I got the ball.

Then I dribbled it up the other side of the field by the line. I was about twenty feet away about to get a goal but their defense took the ball away. The coach was yelling at the other offense players for not going up with me so I could pass the ball to them. The other team got the ball near the goal and tried to get a goal but our goalie stopped the ball from going in. He drop kicked the ball to Dom then he passed three offence players. Then Dom passed the ball to me. I fake passed and so everybody baked off so I got by them and BOOM! I got a goal! “Yes!” I yelled. The whole crowd cheered with me.

Then it was half time. “C’mon, you guys bring it in!” the coach yelled. “Okay you guys, we need to keep this up and not let them score. Man, you guys are doing awesome, but you still could have got a few goals,” said Coach, excited.

Then Paul’s dad came over to talk to us. “You guys are doing awesome, but remember, if we don’t win, we won’t have a pizza party,” he said, sarcastically. “Since their goalie is too bad, we might have to help him,” he said, laughing.

The coach said, “Cedric, Paul, Coby, and Dom, on offence. Jacob, Aiden, and Ethan on. . .”

“Dee,” Jacob interrupted.

“Ryan, you’re goalie. C’mon, get out there!”

We got to our positions; the other team got the ball first. “Ready? Ready?” the referee asked the goalies. “Tweeeeeeet!” The team passed the ball. They were down were defense was, but Jacob punted the ball up to Paul where no players were on the field. Then Paul passed the ball to me and I passed to Dom where nobody was but the goalie and BAM! He got a goal. The whole crowd screamed. “Yay!” the coach yelled.

I gave Dom a hug and a high five. “That was awesome man, you should do that again!”

We got back to our positions and gave the ball to the other team. We all got ready and, “Tweeeeet!” They passed but Dom got it and he passed the ball to me and I passed to Paul. He ran up and kicked but the goalie ot it, but Paul kicked it again and it went in but it was a penalty kick. So the referee got the ball and put it about ten feet in front of the goal and, “Tweeeeeeet!” Whack! Paul missed and the crowd sighed.

The goalie got the ball and kicked it to one of his team mates and, “Tweet! Tweet! Tweet!”

“C’mon guys! That game was amazing but we made some errors and remember the pizza party is at noon at the Pizza Palace.”

Pretty cool, eh? Have a great day!