Wow, I haven't been here in a few days. I never do that.

I would say that I have "nothing to say", but then I'd be setting myself up for all you smart-asses out there with you variations of, "And? What else is new?"

So, I won't say that I've had nothing to say.

With that, I will proceed to rock the Mommyblogger stereotype and tell you that it's been a busy weekend with kids' sports and overnight guests.

Busy Girl has had a lot of volleyball lately. They're doing OK and have learnved lots of stuff from an excellent coach.

However, as usual, I remind myself why I don't coach kids' sports because sometimes they make my head asplode.

Any team that I coached would probably deserve a coach with a head, so I mostly stay out of it.

Except for the line judge thing.

Apparently, I am the only volleyball line judge this side of the Mississippi River.

It's a volunteer thing, you don't have to be anyone special to do it, yet I am the only one who will do it.

I did 10 games, on Saturday morning. Two of which I had no kid in the game.

It was quite the feat also, because I had Busy D. with me, and, well, the last time I had him with me and was a line judge (I almost wrote "did lines" and that would probably be how rumors get started) the referee had to stop the game because of him.

He left his spot with me knowing there wasn't a darn thing I could do about it, and the 2 adults that were supposed to be watching him, were you know, not watching him.

Busy Boy had an 8am soccer game, and since Busy Dad was taking a class and since I'm the only line judge in the entire volleyball league, my dad had to take him to his game.

My poor dad. He is not a big soccer fan, it was about 36 degrees and the game was 40 minutes away.

But, he did it because that's what grandfathers are supposed to do, though I think I used up my soccer "pass" with him for the season.

Busy Girl joined an AAU basketball team this weekend.

Or, at least we think she did.

She was supposed to play on a spring team, and they didn't have enough players, so the team never happened, but there was a 7th grade with players mostly from her schoo (she's an 8th grader).

She is planning to try out for basketball next year in high school, and needs all the practice she can get, so this was a disappointment.

However, over the weekend, we found out that the 7th grade team might need more players even though the season is well underway, so I called the coach Friday night.

After talking to him and deciding that I don't speak "rural basketball coach" very well, I established that she could come to the tournament that they were palying in the next day and sit on the bench (Saturday).

I couldn't tell from what he said if that meant he had room for her on the team or not, so I asked.

He replied, "Wellll, how's she gonna know what to do if she don't come watch?"

Alrighty.

So, we bolted from volleyball on Saturday morning (I guess I left them line-judgeless or someone finally stepped up, but 4 hours was my limit), ran by McDonald's and went to basketball.

She had on sandals, but put her volleyball shoes on at the last minute, so the coach would at least think she looked somewhat athletic.

He called the team over, spoke to them a while and then they all, incuding Busy Girl (who, remember hasn't touched a basketball in well over a month), went on the court to warm up.

The game started, and I was just doing my spectator thing since they pay guys in stripes to watch the lines in basketball.

The assistant coach had a clipboard and was talking to Busy Girl, I guess showing her plays.

A little while into the game, I see Busy Girl get up and go to the scorer's table.

Um, yeah.

He put her in the game, volleyball shoes, no jersey and full of McDonald's.

She did fairly well, but the look on the face of the girl who Busy Girl went in for was priceless.

Yes, that last sentenece was a prepositional train wreck. Shut up.

Not only was the girl surprised to come out of the game, she was all like, "Who are you?" when Busy Girl ran up to her.

At one point, he tried to put Busy Girl in at point guard, but she politely reminded him that she had no idea when he would want her to call which play since she's never been to a practice because she joined the team about a half-hour ago.

He agreed and she played guard.

She played in the game on Sunday, and had a jersey that time, but we're still unclear if she's on the team. We'll see what happens.

She took a fall in the first game, and fractured her tailbone, I think.

She didn't want to tell him, so she's been playing, but she has volleyball today and her coach might not be happy if she finds out Busy Girl broke her butt at basketball.

Don't tell anyone, OK?

It's our secret.