Look What Happened

Can you imagine my Olympic boyfriend (can we not discuss his horrific choice in sunglasses) and my college football team full of Wolverine boyfriends in the same place?  I can.  I witnessed it yesterday.  MMMmmm hhmmmm!  Thank heavens my Wolverine boyfriends had their own version of the "Tale of Two Cities" yesterday.  It was more like the Tale of Two Football games.  "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times"  And I mean the WORST!  The first half did not have any resemblance to the second half.  (Thank goodness....as my friends had to take my butter knife away.)  Click here for the story.

The sunglasses!  The sunglasses!  Babe....we need to talk!

Choose One

Sarah...as requested I made some changes to the chosen image.  Pick which one you like the best and let me know.  I will be posting all family photos on Shutterfly soon so you all can order. 

Family

So I just love this image.  Mr. S loves Miss C.  It is written all over his face.  Aren't we lucky to have family!  This image illustrates much more about how I feel about my family than words ever will.

For Mom and Sarah

 

This Gives Me The Tingles

Even two weeks later this gives me the tingly kind of feeling.  I happen to come in contact with this little one who has had more than his fair share of less than desirable events.  I can't give more details or post images that would identify him.  But courtesy of my brother we had field passes allowing us to be on the field for 2 hours prior to kickoff.  Can you believe it!  I am not sure he was as excited as I was.  He did use the phrase "This is AWESOME" no less than 50 times though.  We stayed on the field until after the first touchdown because we walked very very, and I mean VERY, slowly to the gate to our seats.  I was acting like a mad woman jumping up and down on the sidelines like no one was watching.  Oh well.  It didn't seem to embarrass anyone.  Those who know me know why this was truly one of my most amazing days.  The only thing that could have made it any better is if we had run into Coach Carr on the sidelines.  hee hee.  (Yes, I do know he's no longer the coach but there was a photo of him on the sidelines the week before.....so....it could happen!)  It was a great day and one I won't EVER forget.  Thanks Spence for going out of your way to make this day for this little one (and your biggest fan) more than I every dreamed it could be!  We did win the game that day.  It might be a while before that happens again!  But I am not going to talk about that right now.

Heading through the tunnel of champions! 

On the sacred field of green turf. 

Running for the long pass......

and he catches the ball for a TOUCHDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Not only a receiver, but also the placekicker.

It's a FAKE!  It's a FAKE!  TOUCHDOWN #2!!!  Give him his uniform Coach Rod!

Watching warm-ups for the bench.

 

Here comes the band!!

Wanted...One Housewife

So.  It has been a wild adventure getting my washing machine fixed.  On day 12 it is finally functioning as desired.  Never mind the fact that the blasted machine is only two years old and has only one person putting it to use.  Turns out the Sears Service Repairman doesn't care if you are single, work out-of-town, or have a rigid time schedule to keep.  No weekend repairs.  No  customer courtesies....like showing up in the four hour time frame given for a service call.....either time.  And no response and/or correction in the second attempt, after the first was an utter catastrophe, to meet any customer expectations.  Thanks heavens for my stay-at-home Housewife (friend) who doesn't seem to mind wasting her time waiting....and waiting....and waiting for the "service" man to show up.  Single girls need a housewife.  It's all the rage.  And....it's the best thing that ever happened to me. 

Detroit's Finest Public Servant

Mr. Kwame "i've been set up, it's everyone else's fault I broke the law, fired two policemen doing their jobs, and perjured myself in court" Kilpatrick is going to JAIL! I think I will have a clink party the day he checks in to the BIG HOUSE for four months. And I am not talking football here! Nough said.

GG's Clothesline

What is it about home?  While I did not grow up in Idaho, my mother took us there every summer and going there feels just like going home for Christmas after a first college semester away.  It's a place full of memories, family, and the Snake River that constantly flows from one generation to the next.  And here is the next generation running through the laundry on GG's clothesline.  A clothesline where GG spent hours hanging clothes, where Grandpa hung clothes after GG had children, where my Mom and her siblings spent hours together in the summer, where Malee taught me how to properly hang the bed linens, and where all of us have spent considerable amounts of time working, laughing, and hanging the laundry together. 

 

I Could Just Eat Her

She is that cute.  And she is all mine.  My niece that is.  Isn't she pretty.