Sympathy Pain

I love North Alabama. We build rockets here for crying out loud. Having said that:
I awoke early this morning to go to Jack’s football. I REALLY wanted to sleep in. Sarah has been sinus-y…and pregnant and I am just sinus-y, so sleep is not uninterupted.
Side note:Did you know you could take sud-a-fed when pregnant? We didn’t think so, and neither did the on call nurse when she called to ask, and neither did the pharmacist. But, when Sarah was at her check up, she mentioned the congestion. He, who had already stated that he was “way behind” said, “just take sud-a-fed”…guess he’s the doc.
Anyway, I went to the ball game, Sausage biscuit in hand, and it felt like football weather. It was awesome. Jack’s team is undefeated.It’s been alot of fun.
Then my day gently reminded me that there is still a stereotypical Alabama. Jack was asked to play a game on the Sophomore team…they didn’t have enough to play. So we travel across north Alabama. I watched the end of another game of 7 and 8 year olds. There was some redneck parents there; Marlboro’s, mullets, and muscle shirts. I watched alittle girl…probably 7…tell another little girl that “her face” was the problem, and the mother laughed…while smoking. I later heard some guy ask one of the 7 year old players if he was “going huntin’ with us, or are you gonna sleep while we kill all dem deer?” I wanted to bathe when I got home.
Oh, and I had this weird internal monologue happen as I was looking at my son’s step dad…who I actually like alot…but he has some fashion issues. Let me set the picture:
I’m just in jeans with a tucked in t-shirt, a black jersey jacket, and tennis shoes. The step dad; gray chucks, white socks, tatered jeans shorts to mid calf, untucked t-shirt… It went like this…

Man, I wonder if he looks at me and thinks…’I wish I was as cool as him.’ I mean he will never admit his step son’s dad is so much cooler looking…Why in the hell I’m I thinking this way?…

So I took some more more pics of Jack and laughed at the people who’s family trees don’t split…inside of course.

Then I realized Karma was upset with me for having the negative thoughts about the single helix folk of north Alabama…and burned my neck a bright shade of…ready… RED!