I couldn’t be more thankful to have such fun friends. And I can hardly believe that three years ago I’d yet to meet a single one of them!
xoxo
The PCP was just thrilled to leave yesterday’s game with the game ball.
And while I’d never tell him this, (I mean, what good is a mother if she’s not the kid’s biggest fan?!?) I knew it wasn’t the best game he’d played all season. So later that afternoon when he said “Coach S didn’t give me the game ball because I played the best. He gave it to me because my attitude was the best” I couldn’t have been more proud. It was a tough game and a hard loss but he’s right…he DID have a great attitude through and through. It’s moments like that when I think maybe, just maybe, we’re doing something right :-)
xoxo
I mentioned it the other day and just have to know…are y’all watching Revolution? I mean, it is SO fantastic.

The show is already so chocked full of twists and turns that all I can really tell you is that in the pilot, the all technology – think computers, cars, plains, phones, electricity, everything – is suddenly and permanently blacked out. The story then jumps forward to 15 years after the blackout. Cities fall, government crumbles, and people struggle to survive. It’s intriguing, it’s suspenseful, and it’s a total nail biter. And all the while I just can’t stop thinking what if this really did happen???
So that’s my plug for the day. I am really trying to drum up some interest because I swear that every show I get into seems doomed for failure. Reunion, American Dreams, Sunset Beach, Gilmore Girls, Guiding Light – I could go on for days – all no more. I mean, even Gossip Girl is nearing its end.
There’s plenty of time to catch up online before the third episode airs on Monday night! (The added bonus is that this saves me from the football that Honey is inevitably tuned in to each and every Monday night.)
xoxo
Saturday in the South in the fall can pretty much be summed up by one word…FOOTBALL! And the PCP was beyond excited to attend the Tech vs Miami game with his daddy yesterday. (Sporting his team signed tee, no less!)
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When I’d not seen hide nor hair of them by seven thirty, I inquired as to their whereabouts only to find out they were having the time of their lives at the SAE fraternity house. Oh my! John adored meeting some of Honey’s friends and recounted his visit to me like this: “"I loved Mr. T's house (he thought the house belonged to our friend BT) and I wanted to spend the night. They have a movie theater and a server thing and I got to throw tennis balls inside and sometimes they hit the windows!!! All boys live there! Oh, and can Mr. L pleeeeeeease be my babysitter??"

