How a Perfectly Good Plan Went Awry by the numbers...

First mix 1 husband and a fishing trip with 2 buddies from high school.  Shake vigorously until thorough combined.  Be sure to strike all 3 on the head so the brains get mixed up and aren't chunky.  Stir  in 4 oz of espresso to give it a good kick. 

Have soccer team mom send word about a 5 game tournament in SF.  "Team down players can #6 come play?".  Fully caffeinated husband spends 7 minutes on phone with son and plans game strategy. Son is sooo excited to play he actually smiles 8 times while telling mom about playing up (team that needs help is the next age bracket).  Mom has now been put in a no win situation.

Connor eating his favorite pizza at Boudin

Mom can either disappoint son in soccer OR disappoint son and daughter on fun day trip to SF.  So, mom comes up with a 9 step plan to be the hero of the day. (There is too much.  Let me summarize.) Drive to SF, drop soccer son at game, drive across town to Wharf feed son and daughter and daughter's friend, run (literally) back to car after paying $25 for parking to go pick up soccer son across town, drive back to pick up Wharf rats, eat a too heavy lunch too late (calamari at 3 was not a good idea), and decide to drive up 19th Ave to miss Mardi Gras only to hit SFU graduation and 2 hour drive home.

Kids said all but the ride home was fun for them.  I am a hero but my tuchus hurts.

Lauren & Syd with 'Turtle' sourdough loaf - they ate the whole thing!