I Need Help

So, I am apparently the "white trash" that Carrie Underwood sings about in her "When He Cheats" song. I love karaoke. Not just a little, I seriously could go every day and sing my little heart out. [Editors Note: The word "sing" is used loosely.] We went to my favorite karaoke bar on Saturday night. We were there from around 9 and closed the place down. Most of you know, that I would rather sleep than do a lot of things. Apparently karaoke wins over sleep for me. Unfortunately for Ken, he is usually dragged along for the ride (more accurately to drive my sorry a** home.) I have found the key to getting the KJ at Pineapple to let me sing. I just give him some song choices and let him help me choose what to sing. If I choose and he doesn't like the choice, I will sing once or twice. Last night, 4 times! We also meet the nicest people (I know, they are all drunk, but they are nice and friendly and I miss friendly, so I choose drunk friendly over sober and unfriendly.)

Michael has his last league soccer game on Saturday. It ended in a tie. Their team ended second from last. The only team they were able to beat is the team who came in last. Not great. They start League Cup next weekend in San Bernardino. Then a 7 v 7 tournament in LA the weekend before Thanksgiving, and a tournament in San Diego the weekend after Thanksgiving. Dad will be here for the San Diego tournament. I am excited to share some time with him. I think he will enjoy watching Michael play. I like watching even if they are losing, so surely he'll like it too. Not sure what else we will do when he is here. I guess I'll cook a turkey or something. (That should be interesting.) Maybe we'll tour San Diego while we're down there, maybe we'll find something to do here. We'll just wait and see. Can't wait to see you daddy!

Still nothing about Ken's chance at an interview....anywhere. He is still hopeful that he will get in the pool for the Tacoma position. Guess we'll just wait. The more I fret about it, the less he will talk with me about it. I guess I'm a nag (again, I think I need help.)

Hope you all have a great week. Nothing too spectacular planned for us, though you know I'll let you know should something come up.