The kids and I are going to the NU vs. Baylor soccer game tonight. D9 is thrilled.

Man! I must be losing it. I finally looked closer and saw that the soccer game we were going to was at Baylor (Waco, TX)! Didn't have enough time to make the 8 hour trip so we made different plans for Fri night. It worked out okay because D9 got invited to a sleepover which was just as fun for her. S6 got invited to a hockey game which was more fun for him too. I took advantage of the kids being gone and I got caught up on some work at the office.

I was feeling pretty good too because earlier in the day while talking on the phone to W, I had mentioned the soccer game (before I realized it was an away game). She sounded very bummed that she wouldn't be able to go. Told me to let her know in advance when the next game would be. Later when I talked via phone to W about the whole soccer snafu and the new plans for the kids that evening, W sounded like she really missed being around the kids and maybe even me.

The next morning we all went to D9's last soccer game of the season. I'm the coach and D9 had an attitude during the game b/c of lack of sleep from her sleepover, so I had to DB her during the game a little. She's too competitive like her father.

After the game the team met at McDonalds and I handed out some soccer medals that I had made for all the team members. The parents thanked me for coaching by giving me a ciftcard to a local sporting goods store. Very nice of them. Everyone was feeling great when we got home. I even noticed that W had her black ring on again. I made a mental note to look the next day for it. I wondered if she had it on because she was missing the family and might be leaning our way, or was it because she knew we'd be in a big group of families and she wears it as a kind of disguise. I suspected it was the latter b/c of the other times that she's worn it have involved going to the school open house and such where lots of other families are around. The psychology behind it all is sort of interesting.

So we were this normal happy family and W took off for her place with the kids. They were coming back to town the next day for S6's final soccer game. It didn't bother me at all since I had invited some friends to come over to watch the NU vs. TTech football game. Had fun even though the Huskers lost. It felt like a win since they were competitive.

Early in the evening W called my cell. She was crying. She was very upset and at her wits end b/c she and D9 had been fighting. A few post ago I commented that I felt D9 was bottling up her anger toward W. D9 gets a little weird when she's sleep deprived. This led to an explosion of anger from D9. I could hardly comprehend what W was telling me and I could hear D9 shouting in the background. What a mess. I took turns validating both W and D9 as they traded off talking to me on the phone. I eventually made a rule that while one was on the phone the other had to be quiet and stop defending themselves or correcting what the other one was saying. This went on over a couple of different phone calls. Everything would quiet down to only flare up again in an hour or two.

I will probably go into more detail of what all participating parties had to say during "D9 vs. W" in another post. In brief I think that I'm done seeing my C so we can afford to send D9 to a C.

I felt numb Sunday morning and sat around the house acting shell shocked. When W and the kids arrived to go to S6's game everyone acted like all was fine and dandy. Enjoyed S6's game and went out to eat with my mom, B and SIL. W sat on the far end of the table and chatted with my mom and D9. I chatted with B and SIL, and policed S6. When we got home the four of us watched a movie and went to bed.

W slept on the couch b/c she had work in town this morning. BTW she wore no rings on Sunday.

That's it for now. One more weekend out of the way.

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