Where Have I Been?

I've always kind of scoffed when people have told me they've been too busy to blog. Seriously? How long does it take to sit down and hammer out a blog? Well, evidently it takes about a month, which is the last time I think that I blogged. Frankly, I've been busy. Work, teaching, two soccer practices per night, kids, etc. So here I am again, sitting down to blog, and I find that I have little to say...

Really, I'm just a big nervous wreck. For one thing, the purchase of several carwashes by my partners and I is going a little slower than I would have liked, and it's starting to make me nervous. I'm such an instant-gratification type guy that if it doesn't happen quickly I tend to lose interest. I'm still excited about the prospect of owning the businesses I have operated for the last eight years, but there are always pitfalls. The group health insurance plans I am looking into likely won't cover Emma's care in Denver. That would suck big time. I'm still working on it though.

My son's soccer team, the Comets, wrapped up an undefeated season on Tuesday night by beating a pretty good little team 4-1. This Saturday we face the other undefeated team for the championship. In our last meeting, we tied 2-2, a game that featured many close calls and lots of shots bouncing off the goalposts. The other team, the Mad Dawgs, are talented and fancy. They play a very organized style of attack and do it in their fancy $100 uniforms purchased by the physician-parent of one of the kids. Our team is comprised of two great players, five really good ones, and three...well...not so good ones. But we're in great shape and we are TOUGH. After playing the Comets, it's not unusual to see a couple of limping and battered opponents on the other sideline. The entire league is rooting for us to win. They all hate the Mad Dawgs. I'm as nervous as I have ever been in my life, and I don't even play, I'm just the coach!

Finally, in just two weeks, Amy and Brenden are joining my dad and step-mother in a trip to Florida. That means Emma and I will be home alone for four days! Amy's more worried about it than I am, but my plan is to run my BG around 200 the entire time to avoid any crippling lows. My biggest fear is that Emma, by day two, will miss her mommy more than she will enjoy being with dad. We'll do great, and Amy will be able to do something she hasn't done in YEARS: travel alone.

I promise to blog more soon. There's so much to tell when you have nothing to say.