The Good and Bad

 This has been an interesting weekend.  I took off Thursday to Orlando to watch my son in a very important swim meet.  I was so excited as I was going to be spending time alone in a hotel room, that is right alone!  I haven't done that since before my kids were born.  I had a lovely little suite at the hotel where all the swimmers were staying.  I was on swim duty, watching the meet, transporting kids, picking up lunch, etc.  My husband was going to travel back and forth to finals, so I was in charge of swimmer related stuff.  Isn't my little suite so cute!  Please note basket filled with crochet on the table.

 I was so excited to just spend some time alone, well that is any minute I was not being a swim Mom.

Here is what happened. One of my sons very close friend did not have a place to stay so he spent every waking moment with his team and every sleeping moment on my pull out sofa.  We were room mates.

 My son did not swim well at all as he is still not over his right ankle injury.  He went into this meet with a terrible attitude and frankly it showed, but is understandable considering how much quality training time he lost.

 Here is a picture of my boy stretching before the 400 IM prelims.  Sitting in the chair is Olympian Peter Vanderkaay who was in the lane next to my son.  He trains at the University of Florida with Ryan Loche (who was also at the meet).  Believe me Peter Vanderkaay cleaned my son's clock!

Not doing well made the meet longer and much less exciting for both of us.

 What I got to work on when I did have a few minutes of down time, and while waiting for my son to swim was my very first special order.  A flower scarf in the University of Tennessee colors, white and this interesting orange cotton yarn.  I blew up this picture sent to me by the woman requesting the scarf and matched the colors as best as I could.  They look like a perfect match with better lighting.  I had several people ask me what I was doing at the meet, I think they were bored waiting for their kids to swim.

 When I was trying to be quiet at  night time before bed, (so I did not disturb my room mate) I was able to look through this amazing Japanese crochet magazine sent to me by the very lovely and thoughtful Kathy B.  Kathy if you only knew how happy you have made me.  This magazine is just filled with crochet loveliness.  So sorry that Kathy's nephew bought it for her thinking it was a knitting magazine.  Kathy doesn't crochet so win, win, win for me!  Thank you Kathy for your thoughtfulness, aren't blogger's just the nicest people in the world?

So last night my son came up to my room with a buddy just before curfew.  Hugs and a bit of chatting and off he went.  Seven minutes later, frankly not even enough time to get my crochet out there was a knock at the door.  One of my son's team mates was at the door.  "Hi Mrs M, there has been an accident, Dave twisted his ankle walking down the stairs, it is pretty bad." Note, swimmers are generally not safe on land.  Okay rush down 5 flights of stairs to see my son pale, ice on what was his good ankle, the coach even paler and a baseball size lump on the outside of his ankle.  

Long story short, they packed up my son, I packed up myself and we headed home at 9:30 at night.  He is on crutches, we are scheduled for x-rays on both ankles tomorrow and heading off to see a very good Orthopedic Doctor/friend on Tuesday.

Please keep us in your thoughts. Me to get through this and my son and husband to have patience.

On a side note next time I am in Orlando and I am not on duty I would love to meet up with you Dee.

Hope your weekend was not as injury prone as ours.