I'm not a happy camper, folks. The past four work days I've come in to work anywhere between 7:15 a.m. and 7:45 a.m. (regular work day starts at 8:30 a.m.). There have been way too many reports to do, plus payroll, plus last minute "urgent" demands that have required me dropping everything else and starting on that. Then I have to try to remember where I was and what I was doing in said reports before I was interrupted. Plus, I had payroll to do last week. SOMEBODY who shall remain nameless (but has an annoying rat-tail) decided to wait to come in until noon on Thursday and announce that he'd be out of town on Friday. Then he dumped about 5 last-minute invoices on me to do
that day before he left around 4:30(!!!). This was on top of everyone else's reports and invoices I already had to do. And if that wasn't enough, he then gave me 18 chemical analysis test results to type into a report. Sheesh! I know y'all are very tired of hearing me gripe about my job. I'm sorry. I have to vent somewhere so I don't explode. See, I feel better now.
Anyway, moving on to this weekend's soccer game. Jamie played goalie for the majority of the game, and he was smokin' hot! He blocked 10 goals from going in! 10! Unfortunately, we lost 2-0, but the referee came up to us afterward and complimented our team. The kids we were playing were HUGE (like, one looked like he should be playing tackle football, not soccer!) and the kids were 10 and 11 years old. Jamie is one of the oldest kids on our team at 9, the rest are 7 and 8 year olds! The ref said he'd refereed that team before, and they usually trounce their competition by 10 points or more. He was very impressed that the game wasn't more one-sided than it was. Then he told Jamie that he did a "fantastic" job! Jamie was so happy he was beaming. Then one of the parents from the other team came up and complimented our team on how fast they were, and (again) Jamie got complimented on his goalie skills. There were times he was the only defense we had, and he rocked!
Tooz sent Jamie a Time Warp Trio t-shirt recently. Just to let you know how much he loves it, Tooz, he had to wear it to school Friday (even though I hadn't washed it yet), then he wore it to church on Sunday (I had washed it that time), and wanted to wear it to school today. Obviously, he loves his shirt!
And, while at church yesterday, Jamie was eating a Tootsie Roll and got a surprise. One of his baby molars came out when it stuck to the candy. We didn't even know it was loose. So, Jamie got to put it under his pillow last night for the Toothy Fairy. Jamie's friend Josh went to church with us yesterday, and I had to threaten him with bodily harm, though. When Jamie said something about putting it under his pillow for the Tooth Fairy, Josh piped up with "Aw, you still believe in that?" Luckily, Jamie at just that moment ran off to show his Sunday School teacher and didn't hear, so I bopped Josh (lightly) on the head and reminded him that Jamie is a little younger than he is, and that it isn't nice to infringe on the fantasies of others. Then I whispered in his ear that if he told Jamie the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny wasn't real, I would "whoop his butt." Josh and I have had to have private discussions before about respecting other people's rules and beliefs. I've also had to kindly remind him that if he cannot follow my rules at my house, he can go home. Overall he's a decent enough kid, just very exhuberant.
Anyway, that's my recap. Better get back to work now so I can go home at a decent time today and not have to come in early tomorrow.
