Another weekend in San Diego

Well, I got to spend my second weekend in a row in San Diego.  Last weekend, my dad took just me over to watch the World Baseball Classic.  We saw Japan beat Cuba; they went on to beat Korea last night to win the whole thing.  That’s pretty cool for them.

Anyways, on this trip, my whole family went.  I guess I can say its my whole family.  Cheyenne and her kids went with dad and Pickle and me.  Its weird to call them my family.  Don’t get me wrong at all.  I love those guys.  Its so awesome having another set of twins around.  Spenser and Symon are Cheyenne’s kids, and they are kinda like my little brothers now.  That’s pretty cool.  And JoeyLyn is their little sister and she’s pretty cool too.  I’m really starting to like her.  She can be annoying at time, but overall, she’s really cute and fun to have around.  And Cheyenne isn’t bad either.  Not really.  Its actually nice having a woman in our house again.  But its hard too.  I can’t call her mom.  That’d be wrong.  Way wrong.  That would be like forgetting Mom.  I can’t believe its been three years since she died.  That’s insane.  I still miss her so much.  Its like she was ripped away, ya know?  No kid should have to ever lose his mom.  That’s just wrong.  Way wrong.

Anyways, Dad and Cheyenne called in sick for work Friday, and we took off Thursday and stayed right through Sunday.  I don’t think Cheyenne minded calling in sick at all, but I could tell Dad felt guilty about it.  He never really does that.  Well, Cheyenne never does either, but I think with the whole pink slip situation, she just really does not care that much right now.  And dad cares, but he’s always trying to keep up appearances, to always do the right thing.  I don’t know.  All I know is that it felt really good to have him paying attention to me instead of all the other kids at school.  Sometimes I think he forgets that I’m his kid.  I get kind of jealous when I hear him refer to all the kids in his class as his kids.  There not his kids.  I’m his kid, and that’s different. Not that I’m a jealous person.  But he is my dad.  Does that make sense?

Oh, and one more thing.  About that Korea Japan game last night – I sort of kind of made a little bet about it with my friend Kyo from school.  Kyo’s real cool and he helps me with math and computers sometimes and I help him with English.  Well, he’s pretty cool and stuff and we got talking about betting on the game.  And we made this really stupid bet.  And its weird.  I knew Korea was going to lose, I just knew it, but I bet with him anyway.  I guess I just wanted to bet for the sake of betting.  And I lost.  And now I kind of have to do this stupid thing for him.  Ugh.  I’ll tell you about it later.  I guess.  Or maybe I won’t.  Its really embarassing.  Oh well.  Bye for now.

Peace out everybody.  Happy Tuesday!