Last night's award ceremony marked the end of our Upward basketball season, and while I did enjoy cheering for my boys (or, you know, sitting there trying to look like I had the first clue about basketball--but I was totally cheering on the inside), I will not miss swapping the warmth of my bed for the near-arctic climate on my way to Zee's 8 AM game each Saturday. Who schedules these things, anyway?
Now we have a brief three week break before the spring soccer season kicks in. I do try to maintain a certain impartiality (this is actually a lie, I do not try at all), but I have a soft spot in my heart for soccer. Here is a sport where I actually know enough to heckle the refs, and where the fathers within earshot on the sidelines ask me questions about the intricacies of the game. I know, the wonders never cease.
I'm just reeeally hoping my part of the world thaws out before then. Feel free to do a sun-dance on my behalf.