Category: Football

Recipe for a Good Weekend: The Five Bs

I know everyone else says their Labor Day weekend was great, but I’m pretty sure mine was the best.   First of all, I have an 11 year old now. We took him and five of his friends to the G braves game. The main thing you need to know about the Gwinnett Braves is that THEY SELL BOILED P-NUTS… Read more →


Part II, a.k.a. Shotgun Blast of Thanks

I am thankful that I happened to come across a blog post i wrote two years ago on the Winter Solstice. I am thankful that I spent that lovely evening with my dog, Quint. I am thankful that I wrote about it, so I can remember what it was like to sit in the cold on the lake with him… Read more →

Attention! Very Last-Minute Addition to my Christmas List!

I want, I need, I love this. I have to have it. This makes no sense unless you watch Friday Night Lights. It is my favorite show. I don’t currently really watch it, because we don’t have it because Comcast sucks donkey dongs. I don’t understand why, but it is on a channel that we don’t get, and so I… Read more →

Clark Griswold, Robert Gibbs, Bartimaeus, and Jesus

No, this is not the beginning of a joke. It is the only title i could come up with for this post that covered it all. It started out that I was posting about Todd’s high school friends’ husband’s light display, and veered off into a discussion of my Mother-in-law’s failed dreams for Todd’s future, Todd’s 20th high school reunion,… Read more →

Thanksgiving Followup

So, Todd didn’t cry after the game. I know I promised Iron Bowl, Part II, but I am all out of witty comments. Here is the abridged version: We left the game, and “borrowed” a couple of cokes. We hitched a ride back to our car with Ned’s mom, Gwen. We parked at Todd’s old Jr. High and I got… Read more →

Iron Bowl, 2009

And other assorted Auburn Thanksgiving happenings. Todd’s dad gave us his tickets to the Auburn/Alabama game, and they watched the children for us to boot. I had tailgated before, but had not actually been in the stadium for a game. The hate was palpable. Beforehand was stellar people-watching, as usual. We met up with the Reids for tailgating in a… Read more →