Life is full of ups and downs.  Every year has its share.  Every week has its share of ups and downs.  Heck, with a family my size, there are several ups and downs each day.

There have been a lot of downs this week.  Noah with a severe allergic reaction and asthma attack.  Eden having trouble with kids at school.  Some people writing negative things about me on Facebook (I shouldn’t care about this).  And I had a bad day at work on Tuesday, very disheartening.

But the highs this week are outstanding.  Especially those that have to do with lacrosse.

First off, Noah’s team is dominating.  Surprise surprise.  We were missing some of our stronger players the other night, including Noah and Michael, and handily beat the other team.  The kids all had fun.  It was really cool to watch Ian get so excited after he scored a goal.

And secondly, it is a great week to be involved with the Redshirts.  We picked up a goalie this week for Eden’s team.  The family seems really nice and the girl is very positive and willing to learn.  She has a great attitude.  On Elizabeth’s team, we picked up two new players this week, and maybe a third.  We’ve ironed out coaches for next year for all of the teams.  And we’ve got the 2020, 2021 and 2022 teams’ cores already established for next year.  The core group of 2019s is really strong as well, we just need to boost the number of girls by a few.

Thirdly, I am wrapping up the spring season of the NPYGLL.  I have been a member of the board for a year, but stepped up this spring and took on a lion share of the duties of running the league.  I think I did a great job, although a lot of it is thankless work.  I am pleased that the league is so successful, and hope that the hiccups, as minor as they are, have managed to go unnoticed.

Lastly, Marcia is finishing up her class tomorrow.  She is signing up for a CNA course this summer.  And we have a plan to get some things about our household back on track, some things that have been causing stress for some time.

You know, when I was nineteen, Grandpa took me on a roller coaster.  Up, down.  Up, down.  Oh, what a ride!  I always wanted to go again.  You know, it was just so interesting to me that a ride could make me so frightened, so scared, so sick, so excited, and so thrilled all together!  Some didn’t like it.  They went on the merry-go-round.  That just goes around.  Nothing.  I like the roller coaster.  You get more out of it.   — Grandma, Parenthood, 1989