Thank You Arizona....

For fucking up my perfect pro football picks yesterday..... I really didn't need the $40 that my pool pays out weekly to the winner. College, well that was a different story, I didnt suck, but I didn't do stellar either. My total was 24 wins out of a possible 30. Not bad for week one. But mom did two better, God I hate her! Why do I let her play in my football pool? Gavin didn't do too bad either, 23 out of 30, pretty good for a 12 year old. He's going to be my degenerate gambler. He is my mini-me. I can't wait till he's old enough to go to Vegas with me. We will hold down the blackjack table for hours on end. He's already better at blackjack than I am. I teach them well, lol.

The fam reunion was ok. Besides my immediate family, it was a bunch of people I didn't know, so whatever. Some of my family that hasn't gotten to see little Ev got to finally meet him, so that was cool. The ride over sucked, 4 1/2 hours because some jackass lost his semi load in Youngstown during rush hour. Ev apparently doesn't like sleeping anywhere but his bed, so we slept all of 3 hours on Friday night and only napped a little at the family reunion on Saturday. That sucked. One funny thing that happened was that there was a while elephant auction and B was bidding up a storm on this one particular item. He was positive it was gonna be candy. He finally won with a bid of $7 and was excited to see what was inside. He opened it up to find a bottle of stool softener..... Everyone else thought it was hilarious and he laughed too, but didn't get it. My mom had to explain to him what it was for, then Gavin inappropriately chimed in saying OHHHH, I thought it was to make your you-know-what soft and proceeded to rub his crotch. I thought my mother was going to die. This kid, I can't even explain him. He is a 20 year old trapped in a child's body. He has always been like this.

In other news, thank you Ohio State for LOSING Saturday night. It made my night. Not that I'm a USC fan, I'm not. I'm a Penn State fan. I like to see Buckeye fans crying and setting shit on fire because they lost. That right there made it ok that little E screamed like someone was cutting his legs off for 2 1/2 out of the three hours and 15 minutes that it took me to get home. Thank the lord for Tara. I texted her letting her know I didn't think I'd be home before the liquor store closed and she took care of me by picking up a bottle for me. I pulled in the driveway, picked up still screaming little Ev and walked down to April's house where everyone was chillin outside with a fire watching the game. I handed him over, briefly mumbled something about understanding why some mothers shake their babies to death, went and made myself a drink, popped a Vicodin and life was much better. A few minutes later, Kyle showed up and all was well with the world. Good friends, good food and football....Love it. When the game was over, a bunch of us went back to my house. Since I didn't have a fire, we all layed around my bedroom shootin the shit, listening to music, running around putting my Penn State hat on each other and taking blackmail pictures. Good times....I finally got to sleep around 4 and had to be back up at 9 for soccer.

I just wanna say, I LOVE lazy Sundays. I don't get them very often, but after soccer, I put the baby down for a nap, crawled back in bed and snuggled up with Kyle and dozed in and out until 3, football playin in the background. It was perfect. The bigger boys were going to the Crew game with little Ev's other set of grandparents, so I got up and made sure they were presentable and gave my little speech about being grateful and all that bullshit out of the way. They left, Kyle went home to get showered (because for some reason that's our boundary. He doesn't keep anything at my house) and me and the little one hung out and I got ready to go out for the evening.

Kyle was back at my house about an hour or so later. He lives about 20 minutes away, so I thought he was there and back in record time. I was still trying to get ready, luckily babies don't scare Kyle, so he played with Ev while I finished getting ready.

What to say about last night...... Well...... Kyle and I pretty much went on our first date. I guess you'd call it that... You know what, I'll write about this in another post because maybe I need some feedback on the situation.

Happy Monday Everyone!