Monday, October 12, 2009

October 10th-11th - 23-13

Tieraney's mom flipped out on me at the nephew's birthday party Saturday afternoon. I'd filled my plate and went to sit down, and there were a bunch of plastic eyeballs and ears and junk on the table (I later found out they're for sticking into pumpkins). So, I started to move them, and Tieraney's mom went ballistic. She yells at me, "I had those in order and you fucked them up." I swear to God, she yells this in front of all the kids. Then she storms off into the living room, and I yell back, "Okay, we're not doing this today, Pat," although I'm not sure exactly what that meant. Before I could really go off on her for swearing in front of my children, Tieraney steps in front of me and says, "Let it go." So, I did. I obviously didn't talk to Pat for the rest of the day, but Tieraney told me afterwards that she and Tally discussed that their mom was in a bad mood before we even showed up, and that I apparently was the one to get dumped on.

But dude, the swearing in front of my kids has to stop. I'm not above punching a 60 year old woman.

Actually, I am, but I'm not above thinking about punching a 60 year old woman.

Anyway, we went to a pumpkin patch, which bores me. That's another problem I have with Tieraney's family. Why do they think that every single thing they do has to become a yearly tradition? Every year, over and over, it's the same boring things.

Then, my hockey team blew a 2-0 lead to lose to the Sharks 2-4.

Then, Sam threw up Sunday morning, so Tieraney stayed home with him while Sophie and I went to church. Things were looking pretty bad; certainly I couldn't rely on the Seahawks to save the weekend, could I?



Yes, I could. 41-0. I can't remember the last time we dominated a team like that, but I'm guessing it would've been in 2005. Felt good, and I actually found a feed on the computer so I could watch it. Now, if we could just do that one more time before the by week, this feeling of dread will be lifted.



QB is sacked for an 8 yard loss, but the defense jumped offsides.

2nd and 2 at my own 15.
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  1. JimOctober 12, 2009 at 11:01 PM

    There's nothing worth that.

    That's from my perspective, I'm not making a qualitative judgment for you, your soft spots are in different places than mine. For me, I've literally never had someone speak to me that way twice, and no one I've ever had any relationship with on any level has ever spoken to me that way once.

    I would not be able to do that. Nope.

    I have a cold, my Niners got whipped, I had my first losing betting weekend of the football season, I'm back at work and running hard, I'm broke and a little hopeless.

    Six of one, half a dozen of the other.

    Incomplete. I think the wind is whipping hard in my game now, it's become a weather situation, and I'm unsure how to get the two scores I need.

    Second and ten.

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