Day 11

Doug's birthday was yesterday. he turned 37. he's in new york shooting commercials and so for his birthday, i found a bag online that i thought he would like. i put it on hold and then gave him an address and a name and told him to go and find out his little birthday surprise. it's a 375 dollar bag so i didn't buy it for him, but just let him look around. apparently, he liked the fun and hunt but the bag was not as keen as he would like. oh well. he found some 480 dollar boots instead. whoa. good thing he's making money.

interesting thing i was thinking about today. for years i've been drilling into sophie's head the idea that she doesn't need to worry about what other people think. i spent my entire adolescence looking for approval from people, to a flaw, a serious FLAW! it has hindered personal growth in so many ways. and she's a very confident kid. doesn't care if she's the only one dressed up for blue and gold day at school kind of confidence. good for her. that makes me happy.

Then, last night, we had a bball/mutual conflict. we've ditched out on so many sunday bball practices that i was encouraging her to skip mutual and go to the practice. coach dean would have probably kicked her off the team for it. maybe not. anyway, she said this, and i started wondering if all my talk could back fire. she said.

"what do i care what coach dean thinks of me. it doesn't matter what he thinks, only what i think."

could that turn her into a flake and she wouldn't even care that she's a flake?

i'm going to ponder and see what i come up with.