Sunday, November 20, 2011
My heart is broken. My son has been training for the past six months for wrestling season which began this past Monday. The boys got certified yesterday and were so happy.
Last night my son and his wrestling buddy and best friend went out. What I did not know is that they went to get drunk and celebrate the certification and the start of the season.
My son's friend is much smaller than he is and some other drunk kid pushed him and my son punched him in the face. My son broke his hand.
Six months of intense work, constant drive to get better and better. Healthy eating, weight lifting, private wrestling lessons and in the blink of an eye, poof, gone.
I spend hours in the hospital with him last night. He is in a soft cast now, tomorrow he goes to the orthopedist and gets the bone set and the hard cast. The season is over. His friend got 10 stitches in his arm and will be wrestling again in two weeks.
His coach told him he would be the superstar of the team this year. He was so excited, couldn't wait for the first match.
Lots of tears being shed here, lots of pain both physically and emotionally. Being a single mom makes it really hard but I know I am strong and I will help him get through this.
What a tough lesson this is. I hope he learns from this, I really do.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Oh To Be 12 Again...
A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife, looking at herself in the mirror.
Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she'd like to have for her Birthday.
'I'd like to be twelve again', she replied, still looking in the mirror.
On the morning of her Birthday, he arose early, made her a nice big bowl of Coco Pops, and then took her to Alton Towers theme park.
What a day!
He put her on every ride in the park; the Death Slid e, the Corkscrew, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster, everything there was.
Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park.
Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.
He then took her to a Mc Donald's where he ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake.
Then it was off to the cinema with popcorn, a huge Cola, and her favourite sweets...........M&M's.
What a fabulous adventure!
Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted.
He leaned over his wife with a big smile and lovingly asked, 'Well Dear, what was it like being twelve again?'
Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed. 'I meant my dress size, you retard!!!!'
The moral of the story: Even when a man is listening, he is gonna get it wrong!!!
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