Sunday, November 30, 2008

STUCK!!

Right now, as a type this, sitting in a pretty nice, but really didn't want to have to spend the money on this, hotel room, Greg and I are stuck in Vail, Colorado. Vail doesn't sound so bad, I know. It isn't if you are on vacation here. It is if you are only here because the interstate is closed for the next, oh, eleventy billion (my favorite super big imaginary number) miles or so.

I am not a fan of the snow. I know what you are thinking, that I moved to Colorado so I am due for punishment. No, I can tolerate the snow, but I do not want to be stuck in it. Snow is just fine when I can stay home in front of my fireplace and hang out with my puppies. It's not alright when it keeps me from getting home to them.

So, go global warming, go. If that means less snow, then I am all sorts of for it! It's 2008 for crying out loud, shouldn't someone have invented something besides plows and road blocks that make roads safe for driving in snowy weather?

(Right now I just looked over at the TV and Greg is watching something about skiing. I threw up in my mouth a little bit...UGH!)

So, in 12 hours of driving we are still over 4 hours away from home. And, it should have only taken us 9 to begin with. Lovely.

P.S. I hope everyone had a great holiday!

P.P.S. I hope Greg and I get home early enough tomorrow to decorate our Christmas tree!! Has anyone else already decorated?

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble.

If you have eaten so much turkey that you now speak turkey, then you know that I am saying "Happy Thanksgiving" in turkey speak. (Mom- I know you know turkey speak!)

I hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday. I hope you have something to be thankful for. I know I do...my Iphone!! (JK)

P.S. We are in SLC and there is not any snow yet, that is definitely what I am thankful for.

P.P.S. Is there anything better than turkey and football? Maybe Christmas music!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Practice Makes Perfect?

I have an Achilles heel around Christmas time. Each year I take so much time to try and get fun gifts for everyone, pick a color theme for all of my packages, and try and get super cute paper and bags and bows and ribbon to wrap them with, as do a lot of people. My problem is this: I am the world's worst gift wrapper.

Now, I come from a line of great gift wrappers. My mom was even one professionally for a bit when she was younger. Somehow, the able-to-gift-wrap gene skipped me. (I'm pretty sure it skipped Alli as well- sorry sis-medical tape ring a bell??). I don't know what my problem is. Each year I think it will be different. This will be the year that my presents do not look like a duck with only one hand (wing?) and half of an eye wrapped my gifts. Actually, the special duck's gifts would probably look better than mine. In fact, if anyone knows a gift-wrapping duck I might hire him to wrap my gifts, because goodness know, it will look better than mine.

I know to some people they look fine. In fact, the paper is just ripped off anyway, so why does it make a difference? Well, it may sound silly, but it does to me. I wish I could do elaborate bows and use ribbon properly, but I can't. I want the package to be as special on the outside as it is on the inside.

Each year they come out with products to make your gift wrapping experience easier. Bracelets that hold tape, all sorts of different paper cutters, I'm sure there are even T-squares to help you line up your paper. I've tried these methods and products to no avail. I have learned that no matter where you put your tape, it will be hard to get to. If God knew we were going to wrap packages, he probably would have given us 3 arms, don't you think?

So I will stick to my stick-on bows and curling ribbon with scissors. (Yes, people still do that). And even though the corners of my wrapped packages will probably have little holes that I have to patch up, and there may be so much Scotch tape on one gift that I hope no one gets poisoned from all of the x-rays, (Don't know what I mean? See this link. I suppose we are okay as long as we are not in a vacuum chamber) I will still wrap and have fun doing it.

If it get too awful I will return to old faithful- gift bag and tissue paper. Even I cannot screw that one up.

P.S. No ducks, special or otherwise, were harmed in the making of this post. (As long as they are good at wrapping gifts. If not- I cannot guarantee their safety).

P.P.S. Any gift wrapping tips are appreciated. They must be easy though. Oh, and no recycled materials, like paper grocery sacks, as a suggestion for use on gifts. I definitely won't do that. Thanks!

Sunday, November 23, 2008

I'm Not Going to Lie...

It wasn't quite as much fun as it has been in the past to be a Red Raider last night. To quote my depressed, I-was-afraid-he-might-not-get-out-of-bed-today, husband: "Well, when we are going to be a train wreck, we sure know how to do it well, don't we?" Yes, unfortunately, we do. But we are not fair weather fans. We still have our Tech shirts on today...we just have a little bit of a bitter taste in our mouth. Here are a few observations after being taken out behind the woodshed last night:

1. Being a Red Raider fan is probably a lot like being a Red Sox or a Cubs fan. Always fighting. Always trying. Exuberant and heart-breaking all at the same time.

2. Here is an open letter to Okie State:
Dear Pokes,
Sorry that I called you Xerox U. in a previous post, but you must at least understand my argument for it? If you could whip the Sooners something fierce next week, I would really appreciate it. It would benefit all of us. (Except for maybe OU, but I'm not caring too much about their feelings this morning). Good luck next week!
Sincerely,
Red Raider Nation

3. I think Joe Pa being around for eons is pretty cool. He's a legend in many respects. However...I am not a fan of Penn State folks. I don't know many, I must admit. I recall after that horrible tragedy at Virginia Tech, Penn State students chose to dress up like the victims, complete with fake blood for the next Halloween. I will never forget that. Classy. Last night, Penn State fans decided to be rude to Tech folk, including almost punching Tech people and knocking over an elderly lady in the process. The Penn State folk were kicked out. Classy. It seems that every time I hear anything about Penn State people I am forced to roll my eyes.

4. Sooners at College Gameday booed the Washington State story and fans when they discussed how there is always a Washington State flag at every Gameday. You can find the story by clicking on this link. I know that the Red Raider nation loved these guys when they were in Lubbock. What a great display of spirit! And Sooners booed them. Stay classy OU!

5. "Sooners" shows up as spelled incorrectly on my spell check proving that it is a made up word. Just an observation. "Red," "Raider," "Texas" and "Tech" do not.

6. Oklahoma looked incredible last night, but their quarterback did not. They ran all over us. However, it isn't that hard to hand the ball off to someone to run it.

7. If OU plays in the National Championship against Florida, does anyone know a good website where we can order Gator gear? We know how OU is in bowls.

8. Please understand I am super bitter and disappointed this morning. I feel like it is the Wednesday after election day.

**9. (This is probably the most important one of all) Last time I checked it is the year 2008. How come it is such a big freaking deal to split a check between a couple of people? Our waitress (yes, she was a waitress, not a server- Amber Flew) was like: "Well, I put everyone on the same ticket..." when I told her Greg and I were leaving and needed our tab. I'm sorry, waitress, when did this become my problem? If you want to get paid, you better learn your little computer system and learn how to split a check. Are you kidding me? Is this even an issue today? I am a very nice person to servers, but this I CANNOT stand. She must have gone to Penn State...

P.S. Heading to Salt Lake City on Wednesday to celebrate the Giving of the Thanks with Wilma, Edmiston #3's, and the Mormons!

P.P.S. Beat Baylor!

Friday, November 21, 2008

Boy, it's been fun so far...

Just to get you ready for this weekend, here are a few videos to get your heart pumping and your Guns Up! It has been a fun ride, no matter what happens tomorrow. However, I will say a little prayer to "Guns Up Jesus" tonight before I go to bed, like I do before every Texas Tech football game. Thanking him for his support, and the school and team he has blessed us with, as well as asking him for a safe game tomorrow and a win, of course.


Who can forget this??



From last year's Oklahoma game.




From the 2005 Tech win over Oklahoma: He's in...are you?




And just in case you feel like hearing it, or you need to learn the words:





P.S. Follow this link for another video, very well done, with highlights of the TTU/UT game this year: Pirates of the Southern Division.

P.P.S. We are going to Denver to meet the Tredennick's and watch the game. It should be barrels of fun!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Small Miracles

By the title of this post, I am sure you thought I was going to discuss miracles like love, life, dreams, and all of that girlie stuff. Nope. I am talking about teeny tiny miracles that happen everyday. Things that I am sure a whole lot of us never really notice. Sometimes, small miracles can just send a fleeting smile to your face.

Today, my small miracle was something that I didn't notice until it happened. Despite it being a super cold day (yesterday was 75 degrees, today I'm not sure if it got above 30), and despite the fact that the Christmas season is upon us (you can tell because I walk around humming The Carpenter's Christmas Waltz and I am enjoying really cheesy movies on ABC family with TV stars, that used to be stars, about Christmas) I ran a few errands. I ran to Hobby Lobby to get my flower pots for my inside herb garden that I painted- super cute! Then to Office Max because I have decided to make homemade gift tags for Christmas presents this year-not sure if this is going to look as adorable as it did on the website I found the idea on. We'll see. Then I headed to my Mecca- A.K.A. Target.

Now let me tell you that every time I go into any store I always get a shopping cart that has a bum wheel, or shakes like an earthquake, or makes the sound of a cat getting slowly run over by a car and everyone in the store turns to look at the loud freight train coming down the aisle. I am pretty sure people duck for cover when I am coming with my dramatic shopping cart. And it never fails. Even if I grab the second one from the front and am diligent about inspecting the cart before I decide on it, it is still awful! I have the worst shopping cart luck that ever there was. Sometimes I feel like God gives me the bad ones because they need love, too.

But today was different. It was a new day! I selected the best, quietest, steady shopping cart that ever there was. It must have been brand new. I'm pretty sure it had a halo above it and a choir singing every time it moved. The alignment was straight, the color was bright red, and it made no sound as it glided along. No sound. I am not kidding. It was beautiful. I felt normal.

This was my small miracle today. It may seem silly to you, but it made my day go smoothly (just like my shopping cart) from that moment forward. I was able to grin a little bit while buying dog food and laundry detergent.

P.S. My husband rocks! Just wanted to put that out there in case you didn't know...he rocks.

P.P.S. I would love to hear about any small miracles you have in your daily life. Hopefully they are not as lame as mine!!

Monday, November 17, 2008

Greg's Anti-Soliciting Tactics

We have been solicited more in the Springs than we ever were in Lubbock. Maybe because Greg is now a professional and not a student, I don't know. All I know is that everywhere we go, we are solicited. Greg deals with these people much better than I do. For example, when a telemarketer calls, I usually end up almost, but not, buying whatever they are selling, telling them what a great job they are doing, and hanging up on great terms with this person that is probably in Timbuktu. I just can't be mean to them. Greg, on the other hand, has a completely different approach. When he answers a telemarketing call, he comes up with something wacky to say to throw them off guard. Here are a few examples:

1. Ring! Ring!
Greg: "Hello"
TM (telemarketer): "May I speak with Mr. Edmiston, please?"
Greg (thinking that they should have said Dr. Edmiston): "I'm sorry, he doesn't speak English anymore."
TM:" Oh, Um..."
Greg: "I'll translate that you called for him, thank you." Hangup.

2. Ring! Ring!
Greg:"Hello"
TM: "May I speak with Mr. Edmiston?"
Greg: "No, you have the wrong house, he lives a few doors down."
TM: "Umm...UH..."
Greg: "I'll walk over and tell him you called."

These are just two examples that leave tele-marketers speechless, which is not always easy. He's also used "he's hanging upside down right now and cannot come to the phone" and "if you can throw in a pizza I might buy your product." These things work.

3. The following happened last Saturday during a college football game:
Ring! Ring!
Greg picked up the phone and said "College football" and hung up. He told me that they should know not to call on Saturday during football games. They didn't call back.

**Probably the most hilarious anti-telemarketing call can be found at this link. I'm not going to guarantee that it isn't offensive, but it sure is funny.

4. The same goes for people that come to the door. During the political season, Greg told some people representing a certain politician that "Are you kidding? I'm not going to stand here and listen to you when there is college football on, and I'm voting for the other guy." And that's all it took. Then me, on the other hand had some people with stuff about the Bible who I could not slam the door in their face on a Saturday. Here's how it happened:
Doorbell ring!
I answer and say: "Hi!"
Religious folk that are excited to get their message out: "Hello ma'am. We are here with some information about the Bible."
Me: "Oh, I love that book."
Religious folk: "Ok, good. Well, here is some information about..." (I cannot remember what they were telling me, something about the end of days or salvation or some other religious buzzword).
Me: "Ok, thank you for the information, I'll look over it. You guys have a great day today!"
Religious Folk: "Thank you ma'am, you too!"

See, even though through the course of that conversation I actually seemed more like the friendly person going from door to door, I hope that I helped those religious folk have a little bit of a better day, because I am sure they had a lot of doors slammed in their face. Just as I am sure telemarketers have a lot of phones slammed down (maybe off buttons pressed?) in their ears. Greg and I have a completely different approach to this kind of thing. He usually handles this because he knows that if I did all of the time, we would own vacuums, order food at Swan's, have 50 different credit cards, redo the warranty on our car 8 times, and donate to every Colorado State patrol something or other.

I did vote for one lady because her automated voice called my phone and made me curious about her. I looked her up and liked what I saw. She lost.

Oh, and in Colorado, before the election, people would stand outside of stores and ask you to sign their petition. Now, this I am not so nice about. No, I do not want to sign your freaking petition. I am just trying to go into Wal-mart to get some deodorant and chicken broth. I do not want to hear your speech about whatever you want me to sign for, and then I'll (especially Greg because he is way smarter than I am) have to argue with you about how wrong you are. It got to the point that I thought I might have to stop shopping at certain stores because they allow these people to stand outside and bug me. Thank God elections are over!!


P.S. Big game this week. Don't forget to vote for Graham using the oh-so-convenient-link I gave you at the top of the blog for the Davy O'Brien Quarterback award.

P.P.S. Home-maker project of the week: Grow my own indoor herb garden. I am going to get small terra-cotta pots and paint the herb name on them. I've ordered seed already. Oh, my life is so exciting! If anyone has any tips, let me know!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

My Other Best Friends

I'm sure you have received this in your e-mail, probably twice. But I would like to share it with you anyway. I am not sure exactly where it comes from, but Greg and I should put it up on the fridge:

A PET'S TEN COMMANDMENTS.........

1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.

2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.

3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.

4. Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.

5. Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.

6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.

7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.

8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.

9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.


10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.


You know, with Greg gone sometimes, my puppy dogs are my best friends. (Yes, I suppose it is a friends theme week for the blog, like Wheel of Fortune has NFL players week and Jeopardy has kid week, which is the only time I can get almost all of the questions right). They are so much company, I can't even explain it. Even when Sophie sneaks away to leave me a surprise somewhere in the house, and Wyatt sits about 1.7 inches from the side of my face staring at me and panting, I just can't imagine life without them. Yes, I suppose there are some hassles, such as Wyatt's smelly vomit that he always manages to have when we are traveling. (I forgot and fed him breakfast before we left. I'm sure Greg was extremely happy with me as he was cleaning it up. Thanks Honey!) But all in all, I am so glad they are with me everyday. I just don't know what I would do without them. I darn sure better have babies before anything happens to them, because I don't think I would be able to handle it otherwise. Here are a few of my favorite pictures of my puppies.

Family Portrait- Man, Sophie really needs a bath. Thank you camera flash for pointing out how dirty she was.
Was Wyatt ever this small? I can't even imagine it now.

I LOVE this picture of Sophie. What you don't realize is the Sophie is trying to run so fast that sweater melts right off. She hated wearing this.

Wyatt grew so fast.

This is my calendar picture. Sophie could be Mrs. November, don't you think?

Here is what we did last night, and usually do on chilly nights. I like to lay in front of the fire on the floor when Greg and I watch TV (Grey's is still keeping me hooked and tonight will be "Ghost Whisperer," which I am SOOO angry with right now. If you watch it- then you know), and wherever I am, Sophie and Wyatt are. As I type this they are on either side of me on the couch. I wouldn't have it any other way. Well, Wyatt does need to learn the term "personal space," but that's alright.


P.S. Tech has a bye this week, so not as much Tech talk on the blog. Greg and I aren't sure exactly what to do on Saturday with no Tech game. I suppose we'll manage. Greg has been a little bit stressed at work, so I suppose we will relax. Maybe we'll watch some of the movies you have so nicely suggested!

P.P.S. I forgot to mention my iphone as my other best friend. I love it. How did I ever function without one??

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Friends of the Past (and the awesome ones in the present)

I am so lucky because I have the best friends in the world. We may all be miles away, but it only takes one phone call, even if it has been a few months, to feel like you are right next to each other. So thank God for my friends.

That being said, sometimes you become nostalgic for friends of the past. Memories start to come into your head, especially when you have moved away. You start to remember times when you had fun or got in trouble together (not me Mom, just some people) and other times when you were so happy just to be hanging out with that person.

But times change. You grow apart and become different people. Then, hopefully, like me today, you have a moment where you say to yourself: "Thank God I am not still friends with that person." What made me feel this way, you ask? Well, let's just say these networking sites like Myspace can be a blessing and a curse. People are able to get their message in your face whether you want it or not. At least with a blog I know that you are subjecting yourself to my thoughts. (Unless you are family and I practically harass you to read it...sorry about that). So, you read what someone wrote, and it brings back, not the nostalgic feelings, but the "Oh, I remember why I am not friends with you" thoughts.

Do you ever get sad at what people could have become? If they hadn't chosen this path or that one? Do people feel that way about me?

So, because of this, I would like to thank my bestest (yes, that's a word in my dictionary) friends, Amber, Amber, Krystin, and Lesley for being the following things:
1. Understanding- they always are in any situation
2. Classy- thank you for not being trashy and potty-mouthed in public and making me proud to be with you
3. Funny- Have we ever laughed so much as when we were all together? (alcohol probably aided us a little!!)
4. Free-spirited- Thanks, Les, for always walking into the party first!
5. Smart- you are all successful
6. Giving- stuff, time, whatever

These are just a few of the amazing qualities that these special girls share. I am so lucky to know them, and anyone else who does is lucky as well. Turns out, with these girls around, I don't miss old friends all that much!



P.S. I didn't include family in this post even though they are all my friends as well, and they are awesome, too!

P.P.S. Greg is out of town. I think I have decided he needs to see old important movies, like "Citizen Kane" and such. We might have to have old movies night! If you have any suggestions for great old movies, please let me know! I need to start making a list.

Monday, November 10, 2008

You Can't Go Home Again?

Every time I enter the city of Lubbock I get a little bit teary-eyed. Especially this time with one of the first sights I saw was the Century 21 sign in front of Mema and Pepa's house. Since it had been so long, the weekend of August 15 we were there for Evan's birthday, since we had been in Lubbock, I was even sadder. Every time I am driving through the grid system of streets it just feels so comfortable. Like a warm robe that you had lost because you tend to put things in random places and then you run across it one cold winter morning and you wrap it around you with a cup of coffee with lots of creamer and relish in the feeling of such a comfortable piece of clothing that you forgot you ever had. Lubbock is my lost robe, and every time I go back there, I remember that feeling.

How long will it take for Colorado Springs to feel that way, and will it ever?

I hate going home for just a weekend because you are not able to see everyone and everything and eat at all of the places you miss because you are there for only about 48 hours, and that is not enough time. For anyone Greg and I did not see, we are sorry. This weekend was about one thing- Tech pounding Xerox U. (They copy a lot of traditions- get it? I saw one OSU fan try to do their "pistols firing" which coincidentally is exactly like our "guns up" once, then realizing that everyone dressed in red and black around her was also doing it, she never fired her pistol again!) So we apologize for not seeing everyone. Greg is going out of town today and it was imperative we get home.

So, unfortunately, we cannot be in two places at once. Maybe Greg could invent that someday. Then we could live off of the proceeds of his own invention. We could travel a lot, and not just weekend trips, long vacations!

I will say that getting back to my own home in the Springs felt really good, too. But not in the warm robe kind of way. More like the thank goodness the trip is over because I really needed to use the bathroom for the last two hours kind of feeling. More of a relief just to get here. I mean get HOME!

P.S. How about them Red Raiders? We had a good time at the game, and we are glad to be recruiting fans here in the Springs!

P.P.S. It looks like we are going to get a little bit of snow in the Springs today. Is it too early to watch "White Christmas?" Oh, what a silly question...I mean, is it ever too early?

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

The Morning After (politics warning)

Ok- you've been warned, so I am going to proceed and break my no politics rule...Last night Greg and I watched the election results come in after each poll closed (to their own countdown clock on Fox News, btw) until Colorado results started coming in. Then, seeing what was ahead, I sulked upstairs and went to bed to watch a recorded episode of "Ghost Adventures." This morning I woke up with a nervous feeling in my stomach that I just can't shake off today. Here are a few thoughts about the last 24 hours (heck, the past few months):

1. I have watched TV this morning for a total of 24 minutes and I have yet to see one political commercial!!! YAY!!
2. Wow, how about the technology at the election centers on the news channels? I believe Anderson Cooper visited with Will.I.Am via "hologram." Very Star Trek last night. Kind of neat. (Not that it was Will.I.Am, his thoughts as a member of the Black Eyed Peas on politics I don't really care about. The hologram stuff and touchscreens were neat).
3. It was NEVER about race for me. I don't see race. I guess each younger generation sees race less and less and that is such a good thing. I see Americans. That's it.
4. I'll miss Sarah Palin. I hope we see her again in the future. I could actually relate to a candidate for once. Not all Republicans are old white men.
5. I want government to do one thing- keep me safe. That includes safe roads, safe from criminals, safe in emergencies, safe from scary countries, etc. That's it. Please keep out of everything else. Some of us will take personal responsibility and care for ourselves.
6. From what I recall, George W. Bush kept us safe for 7 years. Yes, thank you to our troops. Trust me, you really have a sense of sacrifice when about 50 percent of the people you live around are gone to war. But, I just don't see how W. has been that bad. If gas prices go up, I'll budget. If I buy a house, I'll get a fixed rate. I will make my own adjustments without the government, thank you very much.
7. I wonder what the democrats are going to hate with all of their souls now?? What will they do? What tacky stickers like "1/20/09- End of an Error" are they going to put on their cars? He's still our president, you know.
8. Unlike most of the democrats today, even though I do not agree with any of Obama's stance on any issues, I will respect him from his first to his last day in office.
9(and most importantly). Greg and I were going to start trying to have kids in the summer, but now, with the new president, we aren't sure if Greg will keep his job forever. We are nervous. He is in an industry that Obama does not want to spend any money on. So, we probably will wait a lot longer to have kids. Until we have more of an idea of what is going to happen with Greg's job. It's not that he'll lose his job, it's just they may not have any money to pay him...it's a bit scary for us. I am not bringing kids into an unstable life. This makes me really sad because I was looking forward to babies...
10. I hope Americans do not feel buyer's remorse in a few months. I hope that Obama is the greatest president in the history of the U.S. I hope and pray he makes the right decisions for the country.
11. Can someone please add "Barack Obama" to spell check? It says I spelled it wrong every time....

Thomas Jefferson once said: "Government big enough to supply everything you need is big enough to take everything you have ... The course of history shows that as a government grows, liberty decreases."

Couldn't agree more!

P.S. This is it. No more politics, but I had to do it. If you disagree, fine. You should get your own blog and put your own opinions on it so the rest of us can read them. I'm sort of upset right now, so I really don't need a bunch of comments about how wrong I am...I will suck it up by inauguration day.

P.P.S. Promise- more fun stuff to come. We are headed to LBK this weekend...last night I had a dream that I danced through Taco Villa with the best bean burrito in the land in my hands!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

They weren't kidding about the lines

I am standing in line hoping they let me vote. No matter what the
outcome tonight is I will listen to my smart mother-in-law. I will
ALWAYS respect the office of the presidency. Have a great election
day!!

Sent from my iPhone

Monday, November 3, 2008

Wow... Just Wow!

So the past two days have been pretty alright. If you live under a rock and don't know (you should probably get out more often) Tech won the big game against Texas. It was huge. I was very emotional about the win for different reasons. The week preceding the game was a little bit surreal and sad for me. So, to win that game felt really good. I lost my voice because I yelled so much, and now I sound like Susan Pleshette. Less nagging"Newhart" Susan Pleshette and more sexy "Nightingales" Susan Pleshette. (If you remember that show- I am impressed). Now, there are things I can do because the game is over:
1. Repaint my toenails. I was afraid if I changed anything we would lose.
2. New contacts. (See the reason above)
3. Wash my game day shirt. Is this the reason why no one would sit really close to me?
4. Breathe. I think I held my breath through 4 quarters of football.
5. Not start and end every conversation about the big game on Saturday.

We had overnight company for the game, and that was fun. We cooked and drank. And drank some more. And then we drank more. I miss my college days where I could stay up until four in the morning drunk as a skunk, then bound out of bed for an eight o'clock class, all the while saying "I don't even know what a hangover is!" In that annoying, oblivious college girl voice. I miss those days.

Saturday night (I blame my brother-in-law who kept calling our house and saying "Keep doing what you're doing 'cause we are winning" and what we were doing was drinking) I had a lot of alcohol to drink, if you talked to me or got a text from me, then you know what I am talking about...I sure do love vanilla rum and Diet Coke. Seriously, try it sometime if you haven't. It's paradise in an alcoholic drink. Anyway, the next morning is nothing like it is in college. I could barely open my eyes, and my head pounded like a tiny little person was inside of my head and beating it with a hammer. Advil helped tone down the little miner, but it didn't get rid if him. I had to nap for about 3 hours, and Greg and I ended up getting in bed at around 7:30 to watch a movie. Thanks to falling back in time, it gets dark around 5 o'clock here. So, we are tired and ready for bed by 7. Especially when we have hangovers. The point is, I am not as young as I used to be. And I never seem to remember this fact when I am knocking back a whole bottle of vanilla rum. Well, it's rare that I do this anyway, so I guess once in every blue moon is alright, right?

P.S. While happiness has been Lubbock, Texas in my rear view mirror (not all the time, but sometimes) this weekend happiness will be Lubbock, Texas in my windshield. Greg and I bought tickets for the football game against Oklahoma State on Saturday night and we will be driving to Lubbock Friday!!

P.P.S. Rosa's, Taco Villa, and Orlando's here I come!!! (Scott- be jealous!)