MY G BABY IS AND I MEAN IS WALKING
he still looks to little to be doing such an act, but, wake up mom he IS.
ITS COLD AND I HATE IT
we had the privilege of going to the BYU game tonight with dave's family (thanks gary and ellie) i was not prepared for the weather. lets be honest here, i never am! not to mention my jackets are buried somewhere in the garage...i wore dave's jacket, another one on top of that, and by the end of the game i was practically in dave's lap. i must still have desert blood in me...the low in LV today was like 70...sad.
BYU WON!
ok so i have to point out how much it bugs me when people, ok, men in front of me point, not even point its like a violent hand convulsion....to which way the play should be called. first of all you aren't on the field. second you pointing 50 rows up from the field WILL DO NOTHING! i don't get it one bit. i do understand however how good it feels to yell at the ref from that 50th row...and because he heard ME he called the play right.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER...
this means you are old, like really old, like almost 30
i love you!
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