Formerly the Birchfield family blog, this space has been taken over by Sydney B., hip-hop dancer, softball player, fashion designer and youngest of the Birchfield clan.

There will be an occasional note from mom when something of interest pops up, but most of the commentary/photos/drawings will be from the young mind of Sydneyboo, diva in training.

No spelling or grammar critiques, please!

Saturday, August 9, 2008

John Edwards

This one is gonna be short, but I just have to say how sad it makes me to learn about John Edwards' deception, his cheating on his cancer-stricken wife and then LYING about it for so long. I have long been an admirer of Elizabeth Edwards. She is eloquent and educated and loves, loves, loves her children. She lost her teenage son years ago, but survived it, even having two more children later in life. She battled breast cancer, thinking herself healed, only to find it had spread to her bone and nothing available to cure her.

In the face of all that, she stood up beside her husband and urged him to keep campaigning for this presidency. And he did it. At the time, it ticked me off because I thought he should have graciously stepped aside and spent his time loving his wife, choosing HER over his career. But many of my friends said she told him to do it, that it wasn't callous of him, but a hard decision. Now I think I was right about him. Early on, I liked him, thought he might offer a fresh face to this country, new ideas, youthfulness. But as time went on, I changed my mind.

You know, I don't care what party you love, don't care if you're conservative or liberal, gay or straight. I don't care really whether you cheat on your wife or not as long as you take care of what needs to be taken care of while you're in office. I mean, if every man/woman in this country who cheated on their significant other lost their job, our unemployment rate would be astronomically high. I just think that when you make a mistake, you should admit it WHEN YOU'RE ACCUSED and just move on, not lie about it until the evidence is so overwhelming you have no choice but to confess.

I just feel so sad for his wife, what her heart must be feeling this week, knowing many in this country are discussing her husband's betrayal. To be close to the end of your life, only wanting to spend the last precious moments with the people you love most, making as many memories as you can with them, and then going through such a horrible thing must be devastating.

Just my opinion...


Baseball Crazies

As some of you may already know from lurking on this blog off and on, Joe decided this was his last year of coaching baseball. He had been inching away from it for a few years, but he just decided the time had come to put more focus on Kel's softball and become just a spectator at J.'s games. So he graciously thanked all the families he had coached for so long at the end of the season and said, "Adios." And I said, "Hallelujah!"

Well, in the last week or so, J. has decided he no longer wants to play summer ball competetively. Since next summer will be his last before college, he wants to travel to different schools and get paperwork in order for scholarships and financial aid. So he told his dad this week he was only going to play during the school year and get focused on *life* this summer. Secretly, Joe and I felt a great sense of relief because the parents on Joey's team had gone a little crazy this summer and spent the majority of their time complaining rather than cheering.

So Joe, who puts on a fundraising tournament every year for J.'s team because the participation fee is so high, decided to make the tourney a fundraiser for the softball team since J. was no longer playing. He handles every aspect of the tourney from open to close from courting prospective teams, buying insurance, scheduling umpires, concession inventory, budget spreadsheets, ordering entry wristbands, trophies, just everything. It is his baby, so to speak.

Well, this morning, bright and early, he got a phone call from one of the baseball crazies (This year the #1 baseball crazy) berating him because he had *disappointed* her by not helping them raise money for a team with which he was no longer affiliated, even asking if he would SPLIT the money with the baseball team. Said crazy had already berated the head coach earlier in the week because his job situation had changed (not by any fault of his own), causing him to not be as available as he had been and that was just going to be unacceptable. She was just all so disappointed in everyone.

I've decided that people are just nuts. The world is going crazy and everyone is out of their minds. Can I scream to the heavens how thrilled I am that this part of our lives is over? Softball may end just as scarily down the road, but for now Kelsey is not playing ultra-competetive, travel every week, $1000-a-kid ball. And our goal is that she never will. We are trying to learn from our mistakes.

So for anyone who reads this, while we do have the one stalker crazy mom to deal with, life is good today. Closing that chapter of our lives and moving forward feels great. I mean, it will feel great until Wednesday when school starts and then I'll be back here again, moaning about all the injustices I'm experiencing at the co-op. Some things never change...