All is well in the world of Norman. Bradford is back. No seriously- I think I saw a grown man cry yesterday when it was announced.
Weird.
Will is going to freak when he finds out I decided to crank out a post at 10:30. We’re supposed to leave in five minutes. Eh- timeliness is overrated. Plus, it’s my duty to drive my husband crazy, right?
So last night we had a bowling party at work. Oh guys I am the world’s worst bowler. Perhaps it’s honestly because I don’t really care, or maybe I truly do suck. Whatever the case- I suck. Nonetheless I still had a really good time. In fact- I was the worst bowler in the office- which typically isn’t a crown you would want to wear- except for the fact that the loser got the cutest pink bowling pin with black polka dots. I love it. We’ll forget about the fact that it says “pin head” on it. That can easily be turned to face the wall, yes?
Today is game day! We’re headed to Ted’s and then the game. I think today is the first day in a week in which the sun will be out all day! I love cool sunny fall days. They’re the best.
So remind me to tell you guys about my embarrassing moment this week. Why is it that when I get embarrassed instead of keeping it to myself I tell the whole world? Who knows.
Anyway, Will is beckoning. I suppose I won’t keep him waiting.
I already knew that because I've been there before, however this past weekend reaffirmed it once again.
I had the most amazing weekend with my mom and sister, and it's something I'll treasure for a long time to come. Especially since I have no idea when all three of us will be together again all as once.
I flew to Chicago Thursday night and was greeted by my parents and sister. We had a late dinner at Gino's Pizza- which was amazing. Nothing welcomes you to Chicago quite like a deep dish pizza blanketed in layers of cheese at 9:00 at night.
Friday morning my dad took off for a short trip with his brother for a guys weekend in Indianapolis, so it was just us girls left on our own to shop and have a wonderful time.
Saturday morning we started off at Panera Bread followed by shopping, shopping, and more shopping. I haven't been shopping in AGES. Will and I are on the Dave Ramsey plan and we've got that "gazelle intensity" to get out of debt and make sacrifices other places. Anyway, it was so.much.fun. to buy new clothes. My mom is the best. So we did that all day Saturday- followed by The Cheesecake Factory for dinner. It was a great day- and I was actually a tiny bit sore from all that walking. I don't think that's good! What does that say about my gym workout?! Perhaps I need to change up my routine?
Sunday was a lot of fun. My sister stayed the night in her apartment the night before so my mom and I got an early start on all the Labor Day sales followed by a trip to the Shed's Aquarium.
Along with the entire state of Illinois.
It was insane.
A zoo.
An insane zoo aquarium.
It was still fun. This was my second time to go. I went with my dad the first time so it's cool that I got to go with my mom this time. After Shed's my sister met up with us and we had some coffee and had a relaxing afternoon followed by-
The Blue Man Group that night!
It was such a fun show and I'm so glad we went. Guys, my mom was freaking cracking us up so much. I don't think I've heard her cackle or laugh so hard she cried as much as I did that night. It was classic and I simply can't do it justice in this blog post. The funniest part was at the end. There's this whole "thing" with strobe lights and loud music and toilet paper being pulled from holders all over the auditorium. My mom kept yelling at me and P to "Pull! Pull! Pull!" while she was laughing so hard tears were streaming down her face and while the strobes were going and the music was pumping. P just looked at me and yelled, "I feel like we're at a rave with our mom!" Too funny.
Anyway, that was lots of fun.
After the show we went for a late steak- which is where I caught the end of the OU game.
And saw all I really needed to see.
I called Will immediately after (who was down in Dallas to watch the loss) and told him that perhaps this was good. Perhaps it's good that we are disappointed at the start of the season instead of the end like always.
He didn't agree.
Yesterday was spent doing more shopping. This time for P's room. Groceries, stuff for school, etc. It was fun. I love her place and I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that she's all grown up and in this giant city living this adult life. It makes me look at myself and realize how old I've gotten as well and how surreal it seems. I still remember being in 5th grade and having her barf on my hair while we were visiting my grandparents in Iowa. Good times.
She's come a long way from those days. She's a woman in the city. Remember this post? Its sort of the same, only with her now. She’s back in America, all grown up, and experiencing this whole new life for the first time and I’m glad I get to be a small part of it.
So that was Sunday. Oh- and we also had a ridiculous amount of food. We at at the Five Guys burger joint, followed by dessert at the Ghiradelli place (um or however you spell it) and, well, I think the list goes on from there.
It was around the time I finished my dessert that afternoon that I started to feel a little bummed.
Which is what I promised Will I wouldn’t do. He knows me so well. He made me promise not to get bummed out early and to enjoy every minute of my time with my mom and sister until the end. So- I tried to do that.
P and I walked around and she took me to “The Bean” (not the official name, but the one I’m pretty sure most people know it by). It was a nice walk, perfect weather, and really nice. Definitely a walk I appreciated and will tuck away in my little pocket of memories I want to keep forever (whatever that means...).
We had a quiet night in and watched TV and just hung out, which was nice. It’s those little things of doing “nothing” that you can sometimes miss the most when you’re away from your family.
Today came early and it was sad to say goodbye. I hope we’re all able to see each other soon, and I hate that we’re all so far away now. I guess that’s normal though, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it, right?
So here I am, back in Oklahoma (um, which is a far cry from Chicago, right?). It’s been a typical evening, followed by a typical (thankfully short) week, followed by a typical weekend.
It was nice to step out of the mundaneness for a while. I’m thankful for my trip.
And I’m also thankful for the Chicago pizza which will be arriving to my door Wednesday afternoon.
An interesting phenomena has occurred at the B-Love house this past week, and every time I think about it I laugh.
I’ve found the perfect babysitter for Will so that I can play on our new iMac.
It’s called fantasy football.
Yes, I realize this is no new babysitter, and something that occupies an exorbitant amount of time of Will’s life during the fall months. However instead of being annoyed with it I’ve come to embrace it.
Well… for the most part anyway.
The funny thing is that Will thinks he’s found the perfect babysitter for me.
The iMac.
He figures he can stick me in the office to play on our new computer and iChat with my sister and I’ll be content for hours- and he’s pretty much right.
Only we all know who’s really getting one over on the other person, right?
(incase you’re wondering- it’s me).
Um and as a side note, do you guys remember The Babysitters Club books? Good times. I was so in love with those girls and used to want to have a club with my friends just like theirs… Do you think it counts if you and I start our own adult version of The Babysitters Club and use things such as NFL Sunday Ticket, Playstation 3, and pizza to occupy our husband’s time while we go shopping? Is that bad?… Don’t answer that.
The madness begins this weekend. If you’ve known me for a while you know that “the madness” refers to football season. Both pro and college. They both consume Will’s life, and for the next few months I become a football widow. Will galavants around with his mistress (football) from September to January, fully consumed with each point scored, each stat, and every matchup.
And I no longer pretend to “get it.” Because although I fully understand his passion for the sport, I’ve given up on trying to understand the obsession behind it.
I have to admit, though, I’m a little jealous of Will this weekend. He and Ross are going to the OU-BYU game at the new Texas stadium- which I think is going to be pretty amazing.
Don’t feel bad for me though, I’ll be having plenty of fun myself. I’m spending the weekend with my mom and sister and get to see my sister’s apartment, school, and everything else. See? More babysitters. I’ve got Will occupied with the game, he has me occupied with my family.
It’s a beautiful thing.
Oh and don’t worry- this doesn’t mean we’re not getting any quality time in together. We still have season tickets, remember? I’ll be alongside him for plenty o’ games this year you can count on that. Plus who could forget OU-Texas
and OU-Nebraska (!!!),
both out of town trips which I’m very excited about.
It all balances out and we’re both (much) happier for it. I’m not a nagging wife, and (in my mind at least) he’s not some crazed football fan. Who am I kidding? We know that’s a lie. Well- at least this way I’m a tiny bit removed from it.
Okay- so how many you of you guys noticed I totally spelled sandwich wrong in my last post?
What a moron.
I fixed it- so I just told on myself for those of you who thought I was a smart-y and would never spell something so elementary as sandwich with an “h” after the “w!”
Thanks for the credit, guys- you shouldn’t have. No really- you shouldn’t have.
Anyway, I felt like I owed you guys an update about what’s been going on my life. I know how much people love reading about the mundane and boring tasks of others, so I figured I owed it to the crowd three of you to let you know what I’ve been up to.
I used to be really good with updates, didn’t I? In fact- I have a whole category devoted to “annoying weekly updates!” I guess I should get better about my updating. Perhaps we should change it to “Annoying Bi-Monthly Updates” or “Annoying When I Get Around to it Updates?”
Anyhow, I always tell people that there just isn’t much going on in my life- which is probably true- but when I sit down to write this post I seem to be flooded with things to share. All trivial and not that exciting, but nonetheless something I feel like rambling about.
I guess the biggest thing is that my parents are coming to visit me for a few days next weekend. I’m looking forward to their arrival. I haven’t seen any of them since September, so it’s basically a year since we’ve spent time together. It’s been strange not having them around all the time like I did the first 25 years of my life. It will be nice to spend a little time with them next week. I’m looking forward to it. I’m also taking a day off next week which is exciting- followed by another day off the following week! I’m taking days off quite possibly at the worst time ever- but is there ever really a good time to miss work? I don’t think so.
I’m not sure what all we’ll do while my family is here-but I imagine a large portion of our time will consist of “visiting” and eating at places they don’t have in Kuwait.
Visiting.
That word makes me laugh.
Will’s grandma and mom always like to come and “visit” when they’re in town. I don’t know why that word tickles me, but it does. And when you say it you have to put a little drawl into it with special emphasis on the “v” and “i"- VIIIIsit.
Ha.
Sorry- I think I’m the only one amused by this conversation.
Anyway, so my parents are stoping by in route to take my sister to her new University. The exciting thing is that I will be joining my mom and sister there for a girl’s weekend the week after they visit me here in Oklahoma! Very exciting.
I reached my mom and she had no idea what had happened.
Nice.
I love how I’m an ocean away worrying and she’s having coffee like it’s any other day.
Ha- I guess I can understand Will’s parents angst the whole time we were in Kuwait a little better now. I love how we become all parental with our own parents as we get older. I think I even had the overly serious and concerned “mom tone” in my voice when I talked to my mom today. Scary.
What’s funny is that the last few days I’ve been feeling this intense need to just slip away somewhere- and then I’m slapped back into reality with the news of the Mallorca bombings and Al Qaeda threats in Kuwait.
Perhaps it’s a sign that I need to stay put a while?
We shall see.
So moving on- work has been busy, but that’s to be expected this time of year. I suppose it’s a good thing to be busy given the economy, right? Perhaps that’s another reason I’m feeling the urge to go elsewhere. I’m sounding like a pessimist, aren’t I?
Will and I are gearing up for football season to begin here in a few short weeks.
I take that back.
Will is gearing up for football season. I’m sort of along for the ride. I can’t believe that it’s already here! Will has been devoting hours each week to his fantasy football draft and has been listening to sports radio anywhere we go- convinced all along that “this is our year.” I hope so- but I hope that every year.
Once again- sounding like a pessimist!
It IS going to be our year!
Is that better? Do I sound convincing?
Truth be told I’m looking forward to football season. Despite the fact that I lose virtually every Saturday and Sunday for months at a time (ha) I actually enjoy game day. Will is like a little jolly kid, we always have a great time together, and I rarely have to cook- unless it’s a home game and we have people over. Which I don’t mind. It’s a win-win for everyone. Unless we’re losing. Then it’s just a win-lose. Or is it a lose-lose? I’m confusing myself. Let’s stop talking on these terms.
Will is going to the first game versus BYU. It’s at the new Cowboy’s stadium so I’m a little jealous, but I’ll be having plenty of fun with my mom and sister that same weekend so I have nothing to complain about.
Aside from the fact that my shins are killing me from running (need new shoes, maybe?), having a spoonful of peanut butter and chocolate frosting with my dinner, and buying a new coffee table for our living room there just isn’t that much more to share.
Hopefully your lives are much more eventful than mine. And if not, hopefully you don’t pain your readers by making them read on and on about your parents coming to VIIIsit or how you’re excited about football season.
Tomorrow we’re going to OU’s official Red and White game. It’s a scrimmage they do every year and is somewhat of a big deal around here- for sports fans anyway.
It’s funny to look back and see that four years ago this time I was doing the exact.same.thing. I guess life is cyclical a lot of times.
So- even though we’ve missed the last 3 Red and White games, Will and I are restarting this tradition. Although there are a lot of times during the week in which I miss our life in Kuwait, it’s days like today in which I think about how a normal American weekend sounds nice.
I’m trying to talk Will out of the Ted’s part though because it’s my “birthday week” and darn it- I should get to choose what we have, right!?
Okay- I know I’m stretching here…
So Saturday should be fun and I’m looking forward to it.
Oh- and did I mention I’m going to try my darndest to go to the gym before the game? In some really sick way I’m tempted to text The Gym Nazi to see if she wants to meet up with me….
Because I’m insane.
I’ll let you know what I decide.
If I don’t post in a few days please come looking for me as there’s a good chance my body parts will be strategically stuffed within gym equipment.
Oh wow- that would really be a bad way to go…
Okay no more psychotic murderous gym talk.
Anyway- so the verdict is still out about whether I’m going to text The Gym Nazi- but between the two of us? I so am.
Okay so anyway- Sunday is Easter.
Yay for Easter Sunday.
I’m not going to get into the whole importance of Easter discussion in this post, but I will say part of me is sort of blah about Sunday.
Okay blah AND excited.
If that’s at all possible.
And- I’m pretty sure it’s not…
Which therefore means I guess I need to choose whether I’m blah or excited.
…
How about we split the difference and just say I’m neutral about Sunday?
My in-laws are “surprising” me on Sunday because my birthday is next week. They’re going to drive to our house with a cake and my present and have lunch with us after church.
It’s really sweet and thoughtful- I know. Not only that, but Pat called Will and wanted to get me a birthday cake I really would like.
I seriously heart boxed strawberry cake with regular old canned vanilla frosting on my birthday, and Pat is going to take time out of her busy weekend to “surprise” me with my favorite cake.
I say “surprise” me because Will absolutely knows I would kill him if my in laws up and showed up without any sort of advanced notice.
I mean REALLY! He knows I have to create the fake house before people come over or he would be the one stuffed within a treadmill belt (um- totally kidding about that- don’t arrest me).
I guess the “blah” part is the creating the fake house part. I was really hoping I’d get to be lazy Sunday afternoon, but it doesn’t appear that will happen.
Oh well- it’s still a nice gesture and I should focus on that I suppose.
Please for my sanity say a prayer that Pat doesn’t say anything about the miracle of BIRTHdays and how they celebrate LIFE and how 26 years I was being BORN and how special NEW BORN BABIES are on their BIRTHday.
Because I seriously might launch a wad of strawberry cake up against the wall.
Ha-
Who am I kidding!? You guys know I could never waste a good cake.
-We’re now the proud owners of a “new” 2001 Ford pick-up truck. It only has 48,000 miles on it, so it doesn’t seem as old when you think of it that way. Plus Will is in Heaven now that he finally has a truck to drive again.
-My boss sent me and my coworker flowers Friday. You can see pictures of how beautiful they are on my Flickr. It totally brightened my day.
-We’re really enjoying hearing Dave Ramsey’s sermons (see below). I think we might take the plunge and do the 13 week study too.
-P is moving back home (home as in Kuwait) this semester. I will tell you more soon. Actually hopefully she will tell you more soon. I’m trying to get her to guest blog sometime next week.
-Our Sooners have done well thus far during March madness. There’s still a lot to play, but hopefully make it another round or two! Oh and hey- I’m not sucking all that much in our bracket competition either!
-I’m headed down to Texas on a day trip this week. I’m sort of excited about it but at the same time sort of dreading it because of how late I’ll get home plus all the work I’ll have to catch up on
-We’re going to another Thunder game this week, so that should be fun. You can’t beat $10 cheap seats, right!?
-Have I mentioned I love, love, love daylight saving’s time? Please dear God don’t let them take this away from us. This will be the first time in three years to experience a full daylight savings time and I’m so excited about it.
-I have this awful and intense desire to make a cake, and I have no.idea.why. Please don’t let me make one (but I probably will :( ).
-There’s just not much else going on right now- and I’m actually okay with that.
Have a lovely day! You know- because Mondays are always lovely.
I’m sure at some point during the life of this blog I’ve mentioned that Will and I fill out brackets each year and compete against each other.
Ha- although, I doubt I elaborate much, seeing as how he’s beat me 4 of the last 5 years!
Anyway, it sort of becomes a big deal in our house- mainly because Will always wins and makes it a big deal.
I’m a very humble winner.
Although- it’s been a very long time since I’ve experienced the rush of victory so if I ever won I may not be all that humble.
But that’s neither here nor there!
Anyway- so yesterday was “Fill out your bracket day.”
Only- something was different.
Will had 2 brackets.
2 brackets!?
“Why would Will have 2 brackets?” I asked myself.
Becase he’s bracket cheating on me!
I know- I was shocked too.
I mean, you don’t just share your bracket with anyone! Geez- there’s no boundaries these days. You know a person for a few days and decide to take the plunge of sharing a bracket…
I don’t get it.
Okay- so I guess I’m being a little sensitive.
I mean, after all, I shouldn’t be surprised he had to go elsewhere for bracket satisfaction, right? Let’s face it- I’m a bracket loser.
Sigh…
So Will decided to have the obligatory married bracket with me and his “real” bracket with Ross.
You know- because apparently I’ve been faking the whole time.
I’ll have you know ESPN helped me tremendously and I’m feeling rather confident this year! Not only that but Ross also summoned the assistance of ESPN- so really, it’s like we’re competing against Will as one entity!
However, yet again Will has to one up me. Apparently he found some site that runs all the possibilities in a computer like 10,000 times or something ridiculous like that.
So once again I’m left feeling a bit like I lost before I even started- you know- it could be because of the bracket cheating or the super awesome amazing website Will found-
but to those things I simply say-
they call it March Madness for a reason.
If everything was predictable they probably would have named it “March Everyone Ranked Higher Wins”
um- or something clever like that.
So, we shall see. Let’s hope I give Will a run for his money this year.
I’m pretty sure we lost from the second Will and I got on the airplane.
Although- it didn’t seem so at first.
We rode the same plan as Heisman quarterback Sam Bradford’s parents as well as Jeremy Beal’s parents.
Good sign, right?
We thought so.
We ended up getting delayed on our way there, which was a bit of an annoyance- yet we didn’t think it was the end of the world.
Ha.
We got to Miami late and had to wait almost an hour catch the Enterprise shuttle to get a rental car.
That whole slogan, “Pick Enterprise, We Pick You Up” is a HUGE lie. Apparently that holds true for all places except Miami.
We waited forever and finally caught the shuttle to enterprise.
When we got there we should have known there was going to be a problem. A mass of people, all clad in game gear, was standing outside waiting for a shuttle to take them to their hotels.
Hmm- that seems strange, right?
Will got in line and waited.
We waited, and waited, and waited.
Will finally got to the counter and the manager turned the lights off- all in attempts to say that Enterprise no longer had any cars- despite people making reservations for cars 3 weeks in advance- and that they were closing for the night.
Bad sign?
We thought so…
Yeah- Will wasn’t humored.
They offered to take us to our hotel and bring us back in the morning for a car.
Um- no.
They briefly mentioned trying to go to their sister company’s office to see if they would be able to honor our reservation.
Will and I decided to take a chance and walked over to the rental place. A tiny hole in the wall kiosk sort of place.
Nice.
Apparently a lot of Enterprise customers had the same idea. There was a line almost out the door all full of people hoping that this company didn’t give away all their cars just as Enterprise did.
We waited, and waited, and waited once again.
Will finally got to the counter.
The Oklahoma gods were looking out for us because we got the very.last.car.on.the.lot.
Everyone else was turned away.
Good sign?
We sure thought so.
We were the proud renters of a white Dodge minivan.
Oh yeah baby.
We loaded up and returned to the airport to pick up Ross and Rachel (we took different flights).
While we waited I made a video recapping the evening. As you will see- Will was not humored.
At all.
HA HA I look freaking hilarious in the freeze frame Flickr used. Nice.
We got Ross & Rachel, went to the hotel and called it a night- or late morning… whatever.
The next day we donned our Sooner gear and were ready to go to Miami!
We should have known we were destined to lose…
We got on the elevator and were on our way down (with a dozen other people, some OU fans, some Gator fans… fun times). As we arrived to the ground level, the elevator got stuck.
We couldn’t get the door open.
Bad sign?
We thought so.
This insane Gator fan started to panic and freak out. She began yelling and beating on the door. She started trying to pry it open yelling, “You don’t understand! I’ve got to get out of here! You don’t understand! HELP! HELP!”
We don’t understand that you’re psycho and need to calm the crap down in situations like this?
Yeah- we pretty much understood, lady.
All of a sudden we started to go up again.
Um- not a good sign.
We got to the 2nd floor and there was this huge jolt.
Yeah- I was thinking I was about to meet my Maker right there in a Miami elevator.
What a bad way to go.
We finally somehow got back to the ground level- with this woman going absolutely insane and really freaking us out. Ross and Will were trying to calm her down, but it wasn’t working.
The door finally opened and we tripped the lady on our way out.
Kidding.
But don’t think it didn’t cross my mind.
Bad sign?
We thought so…
The rest of the morning and afternoon was great. We went to Hard Rock for lunch, walked around, and took pictures. We went to South Beach and had fun there too. It was a really good afternoon.
Good sign?
We thought so…
We went back to the hotel to freshen up and get ready for the big game. We arrived at the stadium ready to claim our title. This game was ours for the taking.
Well- at least we thought so…
As soon as I entered the stadium I ran into a couple that used to teach me in Sunday school! Too crazy. They moved to Florida and got tickets to the game. I hadn’t seen them in years. What a small world.
I took that as a good sign.
While we were wandering the stadium we decided to get dinner.
As I was waiting in line I ran into my ex-boyfriend’s parents!
Random, right? I mean, I know a lot of people I knew were probably going to be at the game, but in a stadium that size I didn’t figure I’d run into one person- let alone a whole freaking family!
I hadn’t really talked to them since the breakup, so it was nice to catch up.
After my 2nd random encounter we had dinner and were on our way to our seats when…
I ran into not only my ex’s parents- but the whole entire family.
I was going to play it off like I didn’t see them (mainly because I’d seen my ex a few times since the breakup and he totally ignored me), but my ex actually called me over and we talked. He got to meet Will, and I met his wife.
It was sort of nice because things had ended badly. It was sort of like closure because we’re past all that now (I mean it was like 6 freaking years ago) and are both really happy in life.
So- I figured I ought to count that as a good sign.
We got to our seats and were ready for the big game.
Can we please glaze over this part?
Thanks.
I should have known it was going to be a bad game when the Gator girl in front of us flicked Will off.
Yeah- I probably should have taken that as a bad sign.
The game was slow the first half, and well- you know how the 2nd half ended.
We left the stadium bummed about the loss and decided a huge pile of fast food may dull the pain.
Well I thought that…
We drove around for literally an hour trying to find a place that was open.
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Don’t drive-thrus in Florida stay open late!?!
Apparently not…
We finally found a Wendy’s that had a drive thru open late. At this point it was 1:15. “Yes!! It says the drive thru is open until 2!”
As we approached the drive thru we noticed that the drive thru was open until 2 on Fridays thru Saturdays.
It closed at 1:00 Mondays-Thursdays.
Talk about irony.
We couldn’t catch a break!
So- we just headed back to the hotel.
The next day was pretty much full of airport stuff- which is generally never fun.
We got in Friday night, and it was so nice to be home.
The doggies were very happy to see us, as you can imagine.
My house is a mess, but I’ve vowed not to clean it until tomorrow.
Sort of a mourning thing, perhaps?
All-in-all it was a really fun quick trip.
I know I painted a depressing picture with all the “bad signs,” but I was sort of kidding about all that.
Sort of.
We had a nice time. It was really fun to go with another couple too. It made the trip a lot more fun.
So, we didn’t win our eighth this week and that’s pretty unfortunate. I have no idea what this means for the next season, Bob, Sam, everything…
I just know I’m sort of glad the season is over and now my husband can focus on going thru footlockers with me (ha ha).
Hope you guys had a good weekend. boomer sooner <3
That’s right my lovelies, tomorrow we’ll be going for our 8th National Title.
I realize that my audience is probably not nearly as enamored by the whole idea of screaming until you’re hoarse for men in tight pants to collide into one another in hopes of “scoring,” but as this is such a big part of my married life- I have an obligatory role to post about this very subject.
It seems weird actually living in the states and being available to go to such a game. Before it was a whole big “thing” in which we’d plan a whole vacation around a holiday or a football game. This year we’re here and it’s just a hop, skip, and jump away.
Well- kind of…
It’s hard to believe that a whole year ago Will and I were in Arizona for the Fiesta Bowl.
I’m hoping Lady Luck will be with us this year. I mean- bad luck can only last so long, right?
Let’s hope so.
It’s one of those risks you take when you plan a trip like this- but you simply have to go because you never know when you’ll make it back. I mean, the last time we won a national championship I was a senior in high school (crazy!) It’s just one of those things where you take the risk and go do it and have no regrets.
Did I tell you guys that Ross and Rachel are going with us? I’m very excited. I mean- not only are we going to the Big Dance, but we’re doing with friends.
A getaway with friends!
I mean- we all know what implications that means when a couple goes away on a trip together, so I have to believe the same holds true for friends (um- minus the drooly makeout sessions of course). I think it means our friendship has gone from “hanging out once a month or so” to “I think these could be our new couple BFFs, Will.” Ha ha
Anyway- I know by now not to be all-
“BOOMER SOOMER! We’re going to KILL THE GATORS!”-
and all that crap- because I have all too often felt the sting of defeat in these big games.
Instead, I will simply wish the Sooners good luck in hopes that this year will be our year. A little Sooner Magic wouldn’t hurt either.
I'm B-Love. I've just returned to America after spending three years in Kuwait with my husband Mr. B-Love and our two maltese, Boz and Lucy. We recently added two more doggies to our family, Rocky and Teddy. I love weight training, OU football, and lazy weekends. Buckle up and get ready for my constant embarrassing moments, continual madness at a new job, and my daily effort to rely on Christ while adjusting to life back in the real world.
