I am devastated. Truly devastated. I have gone into “Julie-psycho-sports-mode”.
I am back to obsessing with any little tidbit of information I can get about K-State and the Big 12.
I only get like this during football season. And this past basketball season. I throw candy and new toys at the girls hoping to distract them while I have ESPN on the TV, 810am streaming on the internet, 610am on the radio, constantly on the forums on gopowercat.com. I’m like a guy. My eyes are bloodshot. I can’t sleep b/c I’m worried about KSU. I’ve gone off the deep end. Scott has noticed b/c the second he walks in the door, I am talking a mile a minute asking if he heard this, this and this. Psycho sports Julie is back.
I don’t know what will come of the Big 12. I am just upset that it is collapsing.
I try to get myself away from all media. Emma is a good distraction.
After a hot and sweaty run in our neighborhood, I played with Emma for a little bit in our driveway. Scott came out with a plate of strawberries and powdered sugar while we sat and talked. We were all sitting on the edge of the driveway, right where the street started.
Emma: I see a star!
Scott: You do?? Let’s make a wish!
Me: Actually, it’s Mars, not a star. (Ok, so I’m an astronomy nerd)
Scott: Bug, shhhh.
Emma: I wish, I wish on the first star I see tonight….for a bootiful princess gown! With wots of sparkles!
Me: (I start texting my sisters and mom this. I thought it was cute.)
Eventually, Scott goes inside. I am left with Emma. I hear a loud fart. I look at Emma and laugh.
Me: You farted!! Ahhh!
Emma: No, I didn’t!! You did!! (laughing)
I see a woman walking down street getting close to our house.
Emma farts again, loud.
Emma: I FARTED!!! AHAHAHAHA.
The lady is passing in front of us now.
Emma: (in serious tone to the lady) Do you smell it?
Me: (laughing, I didn’t even know what to say to the lady)
She had a smile on her face. The kind of smile where you’re trying to hold laughter in.
I pulled Emma inside after that. Although, I’m sure the neighbor loved the entertainment during her exercise. Hopefully, she didn’t get a whiff.