Like mother, like daughter

I talk often about my trusty iPhone.  I could not be a swim mom without it.  I definitely am addicted to my deck pass app – if you don’t have it, why not?  I also love that I can shop, blog, Facebook, shop, shop, and email during meets.  And my favorite thing to do is find a great place to eat close to meet sites through yelp!.  I have been accused of loving my iPhone more that life.  Not more than shoes though.

My daughter might be a little addicted to hers too.  We once took her iPhone away for a few days as punishment and she screamed “what will I do at the meet this weekend?”  Seriously, I don’t know.  Sorry dear you are on your own for that one.

We have several photographers on our team who take amazing pictures.  I spend an hour after every meet pouring over the photos, reliving fun moments and saving all of the photos of my kids.  I couldn’t help but laugh a little at these two:

Yes, that would be my daughter.

Deck Pass – download it.  You will thank me later.

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Holy shitstorm

Friday evening we, much like a lot of people in the country, were hit with the mother of all thunderstorms. Two of my girls slept right through. The middle one came down and said she was scared. I lied to her and told her there was nothing to be afraid of. We were fortunate not to lose power. Many others were not so lucky.

Our meet yesterday had to be cancelled. It was an away meet and their pool did not have power. I did not find this out until after I drank half a pot of coffee. Going back to bed was not an option.

The meet has been rescheduled for this evening. Grace once again is trying to get a team record in 50 back and she has been on pins and needles all day. She usually swims better later in the day, fingers crossed this is the case for her this evening. This is also the last weekend to qualify for coaches long course. Grace has one solid opportunity to swim and is hoping to earn one more qualifying time. This was not a great time for a meet postponement, we were ready to rock and roll yesterday.

I decided that today would be a quiet day since all three girls were swimming this evening and it is quite hot out. Sarah decided to go to a neighbors and on the way there got stung by a bee. I hope that it was a lucky bee and it will help her swim fast.

This has been a hard week for us, I learned about the death of a high school friend and a very close family member endured a grueling surgery and has a rough road to recovery. Many of our friends are without power in intolerable heat. It is easy to complain about the little things in life that inconvenience us – such as the postponement of a meet but sometimes life tells you to be grateful for what you do have.

I need to work on being more grateful. I have everything I could ever need.

Am I 12?

My favorite group is LMFAO.  I admit, for my age, I have really bad taste in music.  My kids will often bring me money, asking me to buy something for them from itunes.  More often than not I already own the song – I upload it and take their money.  Usually they stole the money from my purse.  That is how we roll.

I often use LMFAOisms in my speak, usually goes over the head of my more intelligent friends.  One of my favorites is “I work out”.  Which I in fact, do.

I was uploading photos from this weekends swim meet and learned a something scary.  My 12-year-old is in much better shape than I am.  What just happened?  I guess I should change it to “I work out?”.

Did I mention I am actually going to see LMFAO in concert tomorrow night?  I may not be 12 but I can act it sometimes.  Right?

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When you lose some you win some

Yesterday was the first meet in our summer swim league.  We are in the second highest division and with a huge change in coaching this summer, victory wasn’t really expected.  Reality lived up to expectations.  The good news is we didn’t get clobbered.  The bad news?  Those meets are heading our way.

I know I am supposed to care that we lost as a team but I left that meet with my head held high.  For my girls.  The did an amazing job.  All three swam their hearts out.  Grace swept the 11-12 events that she entered, earning 4 individual blue ribbons and one more for a relay – plus four All-Start times.  She has her eye on two pool and team records.  She gave it a good try Saturday but feel short.  I am dying for them to post All-Star results so we can see how she stacked up against her competitors at other pools.  Refresh, refresh, refresh…come on…

Sarah, who I didn’t necessary expect would make the A meets not only made this one but also proved to herself that she belonged there.  Her goal for this summer was to get one All-Star time.  She came two tenths of a second from it!  If you asked her, the highlight of the meet was that she ate her weight in nachos and snow-cones.

As far as old Sophie goes, I simply hoped she wouldn’t cry!  For giggles I threw Sophie in a technical suit that was given to us by a friend.  I love to make fun of 8 year olds in tech suits and I hope someone made fun of me!  No one did – to my face anyways.  Sophie didn’t cry and swam her little heart out.

The Saturday meets always end with a graduated free style relay.  Sophie and Grace earned spots on the A relay for our team!  They came in first and were three seconds off a pool record!  Sophie hesitated about three seconds before diving in!  If we can get Sophie quick on her feet they may break a pool record.  Even better, they beat the boys A relay by 1 second!  Girl power!

In the end, the team still lost.  But here at the Elliott house, it felt like a victory.  The team we swim against next weekend says we are going down.  And we probably will.  Whatever.

The biggest win of the day?

Well, the pool always gets the best out of Sophie.  I cherish the Sophie passed out photo ops.  Today was no exception:

Photo: Sophie swims her heart out but in the end the swim meet always wins.

The last time that happened…

No never.

All three girls are swimming in the A meet this Saturday for our summer swim team.  This will be the first time ever that all three girls swam at the same time and place.  With the girls being two years apart they are never in the same age group.  Rarely do I have two in the same session.  From time to time we even have simultaneous meets in different locations.  All three girls at once – never.

I am pretty excited about it. I did have to warn the coach Sophie was prone to crying after races that didn’t go her away.  Fingers crossed for no 8-year-old shit fits this weekend.

I am of course running concessions.  I got some of those massive pixie sticks.  We may have a Toddlers and Tiara’s moment here and there.  Saturday won’t get here soon enough, I can’t wait!

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First day of summer break

I love summer!  I love the warm weather, lack of a schedule (other than the intense swim schedule), no homework and watching my kids have fun.

I was once criticized for making the joke that I start my summer countdown calendar on the first day of school.  My “friend” suggested that when I say that I live for summer I am sending the message to my children that no other seasons are worth living for.  I am pretty sure my kids understand my use of exaggeration and hyperbole.  Although I do hate winter.  I am solar-powered, I need the sun.

I don’t literally have a summer countdown calendar but it might be something fun I could create and sell to fellow summer lovers like myself.  It could be like an overgrown advent calendar.  There is probably a market for this.

My house always feels cleaner in the summer.  We usually eat at the pool, laundry is minimized and the bathrooms are much cleaner because my kids shower at the pool.  At least I thought they did.

I asked Sophie this morning when the last time she took a bath was.  She was looking a little rough.  She asked a question that sparked some concern.  “With soap?”  Note to self, make sure shampoo, conditioner and soap get added to the pool bag.

I may have to ship her to Florida to live with her grandparents if her hygiene doesn’t improve.

I suppose a shower is overrated if you spend 4 hours a day in the water.

It’s a big pool. And a small world.

The weekend update.

Friday night started like any other, the middle school and elementary school carpool was in full effect. Until my neighbor, who was at the middle school, called me. The school was on lockdown, tornado cloudy things had been spotted a few miles from our school. It was also pouring down rain. I sent my husband to the elementary school to sit and wait. I did my hair. Seriously. I had just gotten out of the shower.

Grace got home late. I have a fear of being late. We hauled ass to warm ups. We were 4 minutes late. That is really late for me. She warmed up for an hour and then we sat and watched 400 free for two and a half hours. I thought 400 free long course was the most boring thing ever to watch but later in the weekend I was proven wrong and watched 200 breast. After the event finished, they warmed up again. I got to page 102 on 50 Shades of Grey. I kept the book cover hidden. I didn’t get far enough to know why I am embarrassed to be reading this but I know that I am.

At some point during the second warm up I noticed this yellow string across the pool and I literally laughed out loud. A year ago at this same meet Grace was swimming 50 back and saw the yellow string above her. Thinking it was the flags she did her underwater finish. At some point she realized it was the half way mark, she popped up and finished her race. It was really cute. Her time, not so much.

I sent her a text and reminded her of this incident. Two hours later (five hours after our arrival) when Grace finally swam 200 back, I swear I saw her smile every time she went under the yellow string. It is our little secret! She did well and we got to leave. In a torrential downpour. Fun stuff.

Saturday dad took her to the meet and he got to experience 4 warm ups. Seriously, at this point in the weekend she has warmed up 6 times for 4 races. He texted me several times that he was annoyed by the frequent warm ups. I was annoyed too. I could be finished with Mr. Grey had I gone. Maybe onto book 2. Grace swam 50 back in a relay (she did not sign up for it at this meet since she just swam it a few weeks ago). She took a few tenths of a second off her time which was a nice confidence boost. She needed some security in that zone cut.

Day three I did the drive by drop off for warm ups. And then I went shopping. I wasted most of my time looking for J.Crew when all I needed to do was call my friend Renee who could have told me there wasn’t one on the Pike. I thought the Pike had everything. I arrived fashionably late and was thrilled to find two good friends to sit outside with and enjoy the fresh air. I like people who would rather talk about plaid madras shorts over swimming. I wasn’t going to get any reading done I could see.

Grace warmed up about 34 more times and then 200 breast started. Wow is that an exciting race. We sat in the sun enjoying a nice breeze until it started to rain. There was a lady passed out face down in the grass when we ran in. She might still be there. She may have been drunk. Who came blame her, a long course meet can do that to you. We ran inside and were able to find some seats above the starting blocks. Grace had several good swims. The truth is her, along with most of the other kids there, had long course seed times from a year ago. Everyone had good swims. Taking 20 seconds off 100 fly is a nice ego boost, as artificial as it may be.

Grace really only had interest in one race. 100 back was her race for the weekend. The zone cut is 1.15.59. Her thought was to hit about 1.17 and then spend the next three weeks training hard and trying to figure out how to take the rest off at JO’s. At the very last moment her dad’s advice – use the bar for your start, not the wall – seemed like a good idea. She has always used the wall, I suspect out of lack of confidence. She grabbed that bar and tucked her head. She had a nice start and was doing fantastic. Remember we were standing by the starting blocks so about 3/4 way down the pool I lose sight of the swimmers. At some point I assume she did a turn and she came back into view. I need binoculars for the next Long Course meet.

As she gets closer to the wall I look at the clock and my only thought is….oh no. Oh no.

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Don’t mind me (last person in America to read 50 Shades of Grey)

Seriously, don’t mind me.  I mean don’t bother me.  I am in the corner all by myself for a reason.

I want to fit in.  I want to be like ALL of my facebook friends.  I want to stay up all night reading, walking around like a Zombie.  Forget about dinner kids, eat leftovers, mom is busy.  House?  Maybe it can clean itself.

I really suck at being anti-social.  I was at the pool for four hours the other day and got to page 6.  I really wanted to read it – start to finish.  But I couldn’t stop gabbing.  Of course everyone I was shooting the breeze with told me it was the best book EVER.  They are all on number three.  Me, page 6.

I have a long swim meet this weekend and no one to hang out with.  Maybe this weekend it will happen.  Although I am not sure this is the best book to read in a hot, steamy room.  Full of people who annoy me.   Knowing me I will be on page 9 by Sunday.

Fifty Shades of Grey: Book One of the Fifty Shades Trilogy

My little secret

I can’t swim.  At all.

The really interesting part…I love the water.  Well, the ocean that is.  I just spent a few days in Florida with a friend who is a swim coach.  She has seen my attempts to swim.  Ok, that is a lie, I don’t attempt to swim.  She has seen me sit in chairs around the pool, sit on the pool edge or walk in to mid-thigh and slash water on my shoulders.  From time to time I will do a cannon ball off the dive and doggy paddle to the side.  I like to entertain.  For the most part I am knows as “the hater of water”.

She was shocked to learn that I love the ocean.  I can spend hours in or on the water.  The ocean is peace to me.

I feel guilty that I can’t swim a proper stroke and that I have no idea how to swim a single lap.  I feel that if I were to learn this is something we could share as a family.

In all honesty I have no interest in learning how to swim.  I am not going to drown if I fall off a boat.  That is good enough for me.  Oddly enough, I love to go to the pool and literally count down the number of days until it opens.  Did I mention it opens Saturday?  Probably a little late to start my summer diet.  I hope no one else started theirs last month…Happy days of summer here we come!