Aug
(This is not a Saints video, even though Pay-Pay is headlining in it! You ‘Bama fans might like the latter part an eensie bit.)
I have no words that convey how this video made me feel the first time I watched it. It really touched me: the speech, the tender sounds of the song, the vignettes and moments of football history. Even though football is its focus, the general idea of enjoying what you and supporting your team is timeless.
The weather here broke a few days ago. The low temperatures dipped below 70 for the first time in 45 days. There’s been a gentle breeze in the air, the highs are staying just off of 90, and the humidity is kind. I can feel football coming in; I can see myself sitting on the deck, while my husband grills burgers, awaiting the start of the next SEC matchup. I love this game.
It’s okay to dream big.
Aug
Somewhere on the web this week (perhaps on Twitter), I ran across this very important bit of advice:
Grammar is important. Capitalization is the difference between helping your Uncle Jack off a horse and helping your uncle jack off a horse.
Aug
Went to the dedication at the (future) new high school this morning; not only was it too hot for me, I am also nursing a summer cold. I hate those. I still feel pretty miserable even though I’ve been out of the sun now for about 4 hours.
Only, we get to go back out for my daughter’s soccer game at 4pm this afternoon.
Ever wonder what happens when the worlds of jock-dom and prissy-dom collide? You get a 12 year old tough girl soccer player trying on different hair looks for an hour getting ready for game time.
Aug
Yay! The kids went back to school last week!
I love my kids, but this has been a rough summer, and even though my days are filled with chores and general work busy-ness, I have enjoyed the bicker-free moments that are afforded by the enforced separation of the children.
Unfortunately, the kids are little disease carriers. So, one of them seemed to have brought me home a little living present.
Every time I have a fever, the song “Fever” becomes lodged in the earworm recycling facility of my brain. I really do love that song, though, and the Rita Moreno/Muppet Show version is one of my favorites.
I’m taking my stuffy-headed, scratchy-throated, head-achy self back to bed now.
Aug
Mmmm hmmm. Oooh, look, a parade!
