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We have Cordelia's spring soccer schedule now. The first game is the 19th, and the last game is June 7th. All the games are in the morning, about half of them at nine. Those will be loads of fun-- The grass will be wet, and it will be cold even if it's sunny.

I shared the schedule with Scott's parents. They say they might be able to come to the game on the 26th which starts at eleven thirty. I was kind of hoping we could talk them into the game on May 10th. It's a nine o'clock game that Scott probably won't be able to attend due to the Science Olympiad. (He's got one team competing in the morning and one in the afternoon.) Getting transportation help from somebody else on the team isn't really feasible since most of them live on the other side of town. (This team includes girls from something like six different schools.) I can probably use the A-Ride. It won't be ideal as we'll have to ask for an eight a.m. pick up in order to be sure of arriving by nine.

This is our last year for the Science Olympiad. It runs second grade through fifth grade. There is some sort of olympiad for middle schoolers, but we don't know much about it except that kids don't have any say about what they'll be doing for it. We don't know whether or not kids from the new STEAM program will have the opportunity to participate.

Speaking of that, Cordelia seems to be becoming resigned to staying at her current school. She still wants the middle school, but she knows what we've decided. I think that knowing that her best friend will be there helps a lot.

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I'm trying to make up a grocery list. Cordelia's making it harder because she absolutely doesn't want to eat either chicken or pork (she's also, without ever trying it, banned tofu). We bought some baked beans for her, but she says they're too sweet. She likes whatever brand is served with school lunch, and we have no idea what brand that is. I suppose it's a good thing I like baked beans (Scott doesn't care for them).

We can still get her to eat things we make with ground turkey, but that's expensive and doesn't stretch very far. We can buy enough chicken or pork that we only have to cook once every four days. With ground turkey, the best we can do is meatloaf which lasts two days (with enough leftover for one person to have an additional meal). When I make pasta sauce or taco meat with ground turkey, there's never enough left for the three of us to have a second meal.

I do have some tofu, and I plan to try one of the recipes evalerie gave me a while back. I'm just afraid that Cordelia won't even try it because she's already decided that tofu is bad.

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Left on my own, I will sleep longer than Scott will, but I wake up faster than he does when the alarm goes off. For him, it's ideal to spend about half an hour in bed, gradually waking up and looking at Facebook or Netflix on his laptop. He doesn't get to do that on days when he works, but he does, after getting dressed, lie down on the couch for a little bit until his cell phone tells him it's time to leave.

For me, the alarm goes off, and a second or two later, I'm on my feet. I stop in the bathroom to take out my bite splint then go straight to the kitchen to take my morning meds. Then I go back to the bedroom to get dressed. It takes maybe ten minutes. After that, I deal with making my coffee and sit down at my laptop while Cordelia watches TV.

On school days, Cordelia's alarm goes off right around the time I start getting dressed. She hates waking up to her alarm and is always kind of surly. If she wakes before her alarm, she'll often give me a hug, but if she wakes to her alarm, she snarls at me.

On weekends, Cordelia will sometimes wake me up. She doesn't always. It depends on whether or not she thinks she needs me for getting breakfast or on whether she wants to turn on the TV (sometimes now, she'll turn on the TV and simply turn down the volume). She comes in and tells me what time it is. I'm slow to get out of bed on those occasions because they don't feel very urgent. Cordelia won't wake Scott except indirectly. She's afraid of his C-PAP and won't go near him as long as it's going.