Home Sweet Home
My parents sold their house last month, and ended up moving an RV into our back yard, where they are currently living. Of couse, they will not be there forever. They will find a new house eventually.
This has been a transition for me, but I think I dealt with it pretty well. For now, I have my mom close by and she can watch my kid for me once in awhile - and I don't even have to drive across town. I think it may be hard for me not to abuse this privelege.
As for my coaching schedule, doesn't anyone want Wednesday at 3:00 Pacific? Whatever could be wrong with it? I can't seem to fill it. So think about it, people.
In other news, I have gotten into American Idol, of all things. I just find Taylor Hicks fascinating for some reason. At least, there are only 3 more shows left in the season. Then I can get on with my life. Never in a million years did I think I would ever vote for anyone on American Idol. But there I am, with my home and cell phone, voting away. What is wrong with me? Well, I am so sick of getting all excited about a singer only to find out that there is something about him that repels me later. I am hoping that Taylor is someone I can just listen to without having to worry about "what does this song really mean?" - and maybe, just maybe, he won't get arrested for lewd conduct in a public bathroom somewhere. Maybe he won't start adding swear words to his songs just for effect.