Luke Strauchmans E30 on Interstate 75/85 in downtown Atlanta
Luke Strauchman, Halston Pitmann, and Josh Dahlstrom picked me up at the airport in Atlanta 2 weeks ago today. When I arrived in baggage claim, Luke was holding a sign that said I ❤ Casey. I figured the least I could do was get him some night time rolling shots on our way to the Waffle House for a little 1am breakfast. I figured with Halston at the wheel of the chase car, and Josh holding my ankles, it should be a breeze. Breeze wasn’t the word for it, 65 degrees is cold on my San Diego ears at 75 MPH.
**Please for your own safety and the safety of other motorists, do not attempt rolling shots from one vehicle to another without proper safety equipment and obey all laws in your local areas.**
Looks like we were all getting our picture taken.
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and then we had waffles.
Day 15: Long weekends
The end of the summer always seems like a blur. The temperatures are up, the available time is short, and it seems like events get crammed on top of each other. This is the time of year that my body hates me, but the taco shop loves me. I am on the go. From one event to the next, supporting each charity, cause, or group that I can in an attempt to network and give a little back to the community.
My oldest daughter who has a 3 week break between water polo seasons often tags along during this time to hang out and help with the photography. She is pretty crafty with the camera, learns quick, and has a great sense of humor, so it all works wonderfully. However, I think she turned on me over the past few days. She told me her focus was to catch me making as many awkward faces as possible. Some are just too ridiculous to share, but we got all of our events covered and had a great time meeting people nonetheless.
Off to our first parking lot early in the morning.
A quick stop at 7-11
No cutting in line at the Taco Shop.
Made the drive to Carlsbad for Cbad Cars.
Then we headed way South to Eastlake for the Cruise for a Cause bone marrow registry drive. I am on the registry and was selected as a match last year. I answered my call to save the life of a person in need. If you are not on the bone marrow registry, please do so, you never know the impact you may be able to have on a persons life. Literally. If you want to find out more about this please visit http://www.bahbad.org/home/. The Cousineau family whom we know through water polo, are doing great things in the Southern California area to help others in lieu of the untimely loss of their son and one of my hero’s, Evan Cousineau.
In addition to these two events we also shared our support with a Breast Cancer Awareness car show in Downtown San Diego and with the Miss Asia San Diego beauty pageant fundraiser in Mira Mesa.
Next weekend looks to be all roller derby, can’t wait.
Day 11: A trip to the podium.
At some point, regardless of how hard my daughter works, how tough she acts, and how competitive she is, I always have to remind myself that she is only 14 years old. She is not a machine, she is a little girl. Junior Olympics is always a great reminder of that, because regardless of well they do in the tournament, this could be the last time some of the girls ever play together. The bonds that have been made and tested over the last 3 years are now going to be seperated, and that can be tough for a teenage girl.
With most of the tournament behind us and the emotions of knowing this could be your last game together set aside temporarily, our girls ventured back into the pool one last time with the opportunity to win a Bronze medal by finishing third in the United States. It was by far the best team effort they put together all season blowing out Laguna Beach who they had beaten the previous day in a shoot out. A balanced offensive attack, led by team captain Hanna Carrillo, and solid defensive play from all 15 members of the team, Shores had defied the predictions of the naysayers and their comments that they were too small, they were too slow, they didn’t play as a team, they weren’t mentally tough, and they lacked the ferocity to close out big games.
Let the celebration begin.
Throw the coach in the pool, cool him off.
We’re number 3.
It wouldn’t be a normal day if one of my kids didn’t photo bomb a shot of mine.
On the podium. A memory that will last forever.
The club trophy.
One proud mama.
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