Football

I know there are not a ton of huge female football fans out there but I happen to be one of them. Of course last night my Colts are on for the Season kick off, it is starting late enough so I think I can have the little ones to bed atleast before it starts. HA!

I get home from work and start on dinner. I convince hubby to cook out some chicken that saves me a little time. So I start on laundry that I still have left over from camping (makes my stomach turn to think about it). Then I hear a yell that the grill ran out of gas so turn on the oven, great there goes my cook free night. That's ok, I throw the chicken in the oven and go to give the confused one a bath to get that out of the way. She loves to kick in the bathtub so I was drenched when I got her out. GREAT, you have to be kidding me I was so caught up in dinner and bath that I haven't fed the baby yet and she has already had her bath. GRRRR. Ok so maybe if I am real careful with her food and convince her not to cough, spit or sneeze I can just do a quick wipedown after she eats. Actually that worked.

The chicken is done, the drama queen is at a football game cheering so that one is out of the way, I get the sports junkie and the potty mouth (who is tormenting the neighbor about riding his dirt bike). Ok great, opps I am missing one, the spoiled one is at Grandma's. Now getting the spoiled one to leave Grandma's, who happens to live across the street is a chore that you wouldn't believe, I am not looking forward to this but I have an hour and a half before kick off and I need to get her fed and in bed.

I go to Grandma's and have to practically drag her home screaming the whole way while I am carry the confused one that wants down. I get them all at the table and get them feed. Ok, I still have dishes to do and more laundry and baths. I give the confused one to hubby to rock to sleep and take the spoiled one to the bath. One hour until kick off. The bath went ok, besides the cup that I use to wash her hair out with was filled with pee, one of those nasty boys, it went good.

Now off to bed, the teeth are brushed , cartoons are on, she has her baby (Sally). I go downstairs and the confused one is asleep, oh this is really working out. I put the confused one in bed, do more laundry, get the kitchen cleaned up and 25 minutes to kickoff. I am doing good, I will just switch laundry over on commercials, I just can't believe this is all working out.

Kick off!!!!! Ok I have to get the potty mouth in the shower so hubby threatens him and he goes but leaves the bathroom door open that just happens to be at the top of the stairs by the living room and is singing the entire time. That's ok, that's ok, I can tune it out. The sports junkie is wathcing the game and is trying to call the game play by play, ahhh I just want to watch the game. Commercial, go and switch laundry over and I keep dropping clean clothes on the floor. I hear a scream, WHAT!!! they scored???? And I missed it over laundry.......

Ok the confused starts crying because the scream of victory woke her up, the spoiled one is yelling because she saw a my little pony commercial while watching cartoons with Sally and wants to leave to go and buy it right now, the potty mouth is in bed (one down) the sports junkie is mad because he wants to watch the game and he has to take a shower. I get the confused one, tell the spoiled one that I will buy it tomorrow and bribe her by letting her keep her door opened. Ok I get back downstaris, well of course a commercial is on.

Handing off the confused one to hubby to rock back to sleep I get more laundry switched. Ok I am making progress on the laundry atleast everyone has something clean to wear tomorrow. The confused one is back asleep (two down), I tell the sports junkie he can lay in bed and watch it (three down), I check on the spoiled one she is asleep somewhere buried under her toys( four down). Thank goodness. Ok, wait I am missing one, the drama queen and here she comes home from the game. I tell her to get in the shower but she is to busy talking on the phone. I am exhausted I don't even care, I don't want to fight I tell her just go to school stinky. I think her friend hears me that she is talking to so she of course jumps in the shower then.

Half time is over, I got four down. I might be able to watch the last half. More laundry while I am watching the third quarter. I actually got to watch the whole thing believe it or not. Then hubby decides he is going to bed and I figure well I can go up there and watch it that's fine.

The confused one still sleeps in our room until we get the extra bedroom built which I don't think is ever going to happen, so we keep the tv down but I have great hearing so it's ok.

I have this huge fear of sleeping closest to the door so whatever side of the bed is closest is where hubby sleeps. I figure if someoone comes in they will shoot him first and maybe get the kililng out of there system. It didn't come in very handy last night.

The tv is over there, which means I have to pretty much sit up in bed to see it. Ok 8 minutes to go in the game everyone is down including hubby I can watch it without anything but me and the game. 3 minutes to go the Colts have it in the bag and have for some time now but I just want to see the rest of it and I look up and a person is standing at my bedroom door. AHHH!!!! The drama queen, she broke out in hives, who knows why she is strange. Ok let's get some medicine and make you a bed on the couch just in case there is something in your bed that is bothering her. I tell her maybe if she changed her sheets every once in awhile that might help. The bed is made on the couch and back to the bedroom to see the end. It's over, I missed the end? Over hives? Crap, so I turn off the TV, realizing I have to get up in 5 hours for workI lay down. Almost asleep, it's 12:35 am, the confused one is crying. This is some cruel joke on me I am sure of that.

Next time I am going to a bar to watch it.