batttle of the bands and other things

So Nick and his boy band got a spot in the Battle of the Bands on Saturday night.  They ordered T-shirts with their band name and got a "T-shirt Cannon" to shoot them out to their adoring fans during the big concert. Yeh, did I tell you that Battle of the Bands is in the library courtyard? Pretty hard core here in Hudson. There are 9 bands and 3 of them get to play at Blossom Music Center.  Just Kidding.  They get to play at Taste of Hudson.  A gig's a gig, or so I'm told.    Here he is playing at a birthday party.  Sorry about the quality of the picture...I had to steal it from his Facebook page.  He is my facebook friend now.  I'm not allowed to write anything on his wall.  He never said anything about stealing stuff.  (He's on the left in the striped shirt)

So lightening struck our apple tree.  Not sure what to do with it now.  The deer, however, know exactly what to do.  They have been telling all of their other deer friends that there are free apples all over the ground.  Last night there were 6 of them.  Of course my attack dog is useless and they just stare at him while they gather in my yard.  He stays safely by my side on the deck and doesn't even bark at them.  Useless.  I told him the word is out and all the woodland creatures know he is a mama's boy.

And Football has started.  The one thing Jack lives for all year.  Pushing people over.  Who knew.  He moved up to the "big boy" team and was worried he wouldn't get as much playing time as he did last year as he is now in the group of "young kids" on the team. You know, going in to 5th grade as opposed to the older more experienced 6th graders. Yeh, no worries.  Seems he can pretty much push anyone over and will be playing the whole game again.  I don't know what his positions are called.  On defense he gets to push people down and on offense he gets to just hold them back and is only allowed to push them down "on accident if it doesn't really look like I intentionally tackled them."  He says this with a twinkle in his eye.  Nice. 

We had a one week break from sports between the end of swim team and the start of football for Jack and fall baseball for Nick.  We didn't know what to do with ourselves with all the free time.  I'm pretty sure I sat on the deck for a week straight.  Now we are back to packed schedules that include nothing related to the parents of course:  trying to figure out who has to be on what side of town when, planning the trade offs so we can each try to be at both games for a little bit when they overlap, and announcing every night that tomorrow I'm going to make something for dinner early so it's here and ready when we all get home at 9 p.m.  Yeh, that never happens.  I totally get why Carol Brady had Alice.  I want one.  I'm considering telling Erik he can take a second wife.  Provided she cooks and cleans.  Oh, and sorts the white laundry.  I hate white laundry.  I bet Alice matched up all the socks perfectly and there was never a random sock without a match.