Ha ha ha

Last night I looked at my husband’s hand. I remembered the first time I held it, the first time I kissed his hand, I smiled. I glazed at him adoringly as he watched the television. Those eyes were flirtatious, my smiled widened. I said to him “Sweetheart?” He says “Hmm?” Not taking his eyes off the tv, I said sweetly “What do you see on me that hasn’t changed since we got married?” He quickly glances at me and back to the television, and says “Nothing.” You think he didn’t get roughed up last night?

El Paso Texas Tournament

First of all, one thing I can say for that is "It's all HORSESHIT!"

We were told to be there at 8am. to attend meetings for coaches and etc., no one was there.  The door was open and people were there, but no meetings, no weigh-ins, nada.

The kid Grandson lost to was a red belt and 9 yo, and they don't check documents.  The people who kept scores didn't know how to do it.  I mean they gave a kid 52 points,  they were told once again how to keep scores.  People at the table didn't know how to work the bracket, they would write Grandson's name, cross it out, add him back on, it was a mess.  Between sparring was about a good 20 minute wait.  Grandson finally got to spar at 2:30 and was done almost 5pm.  UGH, I said we were never going there again.

Above it all, Grandpookey was still under the weather. But he wanted to go so we did.  We told him for the future ref.. when he is under the weather he will only do poomse and breaking, but not spar.  That just drained him out.

I'm fine, I'm trying to get myself off all the meds.  It is painful, but wth.  Grandpa is fine too.  Nothing has changed for us.