School Parking Lot Rage

I'm feeling the need to vent about my parking lot rage at the kids school.  I got into it with a little mom of one child who felt the need to park wherever she would like.  I'm behind her pulling into the parking lot where she conveniently starts to stop in the middle of the lane.  Turns out she is pulling along the curb to park there.  This is not a parking space and makes it difficult for us moms with the large vehicles to hold the car full of kids to get through.  I'm tired and my crankiness today prompts me to give her the WHAT THE F hand gesture.  She notices this.  I get my point across.  As shes coming out of the school, with her one child in hand she says to me " Oh don't worry about me.  I'm just walking in to pick up my son."  Really?  I can't figure out why else you would be here.  Then the conversation goes like this..
me- you can't park there.  It makes it really difficult for larger vehicles to get through.
Her- well you got through didn't you.
Me- Barely.
Her- gives me dirty looks.
Me- Why don't you park where your suppose to and walk your bootay up there like everyone else.

She gives me a dirty look and drives off.

Seriously.  I have to say that we came from a school that had there drop off/pick up system, and parking lot procedures down.  Almost perfection.  This school...not so much at all.  At this school, everybody just parks wherever they choose and they school is like...welll ok.  We have non-handicapped parents parking in the handicapped spots bc they are clearly too lazy to park an additional 10 feet away from the building, people parking horizontally behind the cars parked vertically.  I had one dad a few weeks ago park so close to me that his passengers side mirror was touching my drivers side mirror.  He got the stare down, not just what what the f hand gesture.  Every once once in a while they decided to enforce the rules.  Really this is usually just on Friday mornings.  That's my usual parking lot rage day.  Its early this week which doesn't make the remainder of the week look good.  Tomorrow  I will purposely get to the school early, steal some cones that they already put out to block off a few spots, and block that spot off.  I'll teach that mom.  If I have to walk her to the main parking area, point out the spots where the cement is painted where your suppose to park, I can do that too.  We have a few Asian drivers at our school which are usually the culprits, but this mom was white and American.  No excuse for her.  I think the principal and I need to have a chat.  I think he needs my superior organizational skills.  There would be far less bitching BTW parents if they actually enforced the rules.  I'll be happy to stand out there everyday and give out parking violations.  I may just suggest this tomorrow!

Soccer games..WELL??!

The first soccer games of the season were on Saturday.  Zuri and Liana had a game at 11am and Paige had a game at 12.  The little girls were up early and excited.  I start to get everybody bathed and hair ready for the games.  Once they are clean I start to get them dressed.  Liana starts to have a meltdown over the zebra socks.  She does not want to wear them.  They are adorable, but thick.  Unusually thick.  I get Zuri's on and she starts complaining as well.  Zuri starts posing for photos and is going with the flow.  Liana goes to bed.  This could go two ways.  She could take a little nap and be good to go for the game, or be cranky, tired, and not play.  Of course we go in the second direction.  On the way to games I put their favorite music in the CD player which consists of Jessie J- Domino and Selena Gomez.  Not working.  We get to the game and Z is good to go, Liana..not so much.  She cries the entire game.  Uuuughh.  We had four practices with these little 4 and 5 year olds, who may I remind you have never played before.  None of them.  We get on the field and Donnie immediately informs me that we are in trouble because our opposing team is really good.  He was serious.  They creamed us.  These girls were an established team and played together last season, then went on to play indoor soccer for the remaining part of the soccer off season for the rest of us.  Donnie stopped counting goals at 8-1.  It was a confidence blow, but a learning experience as well.  We know what we need to work on now.  I've never played soccer, but didn't want these little girls who are all besties to be split up.  The whole point of the little girls playing soccer this season was not to gain skills, but for social purposes of course.  Well..maybe a few skills.

Paige's game.  Last season was Paige's first season.  She was terrible  mediocre.  She has showed some progress during practices this week and has an excellent new coach who has lots of experience.  Paige starts the kickoff for the game.  The first kick she kicks the wrong direction.  How you can do this I really don't know.  The re-kick she misses the ball completely.  We finally get a decent kick out of her and here we go.  Her team has a few really good kids.  Thank god.  Paige is not one of them.  The kid can not run.  She is slowwwwww.  Even before the first game was over Donnie and I are chatting about how this will be her last season.  Maybe we are jumping the gun on this, maybe not.  We knew going into this season that she would not be playing in the fall anyways due to cheerleading.  I think she will make a good cheerleader.  She's tiny like I was as a kid, loud as hell, and obnoxious. She will make a good cheerleader right?!  She looked cute at least..