Fiesta, Siesta....whatever

The kids are back to school tomorrow, and that means that we will have to get up to an alarm clock in the morning. I've grown self-indulgent and lazy over the past 2 weeks. We slowly wake about 8, and sip coffee in bed until after 9. The kids don't get out of bed until way too late. We are going to go into shock as the schedule sets in at 6 am. Ugh.

Tomorrow is an important day in Boise, Idaho. The BSU Broncos are playing in the Fiesta Bowl, and the entire town will be dressed in blue and orange. We're having a party. I don't know why the town goes so crazy for the home team. I didn't attend Boise State, but I'll be screaming at the TV, for sure. I don't even really care much about football, but the hype and excitement is really too much fun. Also, there will be food. I love football food.

This weekend we went to the local Lacrosse Store and bought everyone new Lacrosse sticks. My daughter will be playing this year, and so I'm learning all about girl's lacrosse, which is entirely different than boy's. We had the whole family in the backyard tossing around a LAX ball this afternoon.
We are an athletic bunch.
It would be nice if I could consistently catch the blasted ball.
It would be nice if Michael could throw it without putting large holes through the fence. It's one of those expensive, special-order fences. And now it looks like swiss cheese.

The kids go back to school in the morning. My head is spinning with all I want to do with a quiet house. I want to clean like a whirling dervish. I want a killer work-out. I want to sit in stunned silence and gaze upon the empty house.
...But then I remembered that I homeschool. Which kind of puts a damper on things. Only one of them is currently home educated, though, so that cuts down on the daily drama.

I'm so bipolar. I love peace and solitude, and also I love having the kids at home. Love them, love my space. I'm torn.
Tim and I have already started planning the remodel for when the kids move out. Michael is the first to go, so we'll make his room a smoking room; humidor, wing back chairs, special ventilation, a fireplace.
Don's next, so that's my library; floor to ceiling shelves and a library ladder. Faline leaves, and we get a home office.
Aaron's room is my project room; sewing machine, scrapbooking stuff, you know the type.
Empty nesting will be a busy time for us.

It's a good thing I'm so cohesive in my writing this evening, no? Very smooth and well-thought-out.

Random. That's what I am.
I need to go to bed. The morning's going to come early.

BSU
Go Big Blue!