My football Saturdays have changed a little since just four years ago. I used to be the first one to the tailgate, with a huge stash of jello shots and a case of beer. I would have to set my alarm to make sure I was up on time.
Not anymore. I have two very sweet alarm clocks (they are cute even though they don’t come with snooze buttons) who wake me up plenty early on my days off. But once we’re up, it’s go-go-go to get out the door. We try to get to the tailgate by 10a for …
Category: Football
Weekend Wrap-up
I am a slacker blogger. I have been lollygagging my way around posting this week – I don’t know quite why, since the mounds of laundry that I have to fold & put away and the messes that exist in my house are no indication that I’ve been spending my time doing anything particularly worthwhile. But I have been enjoying my children and trying to figure out how in the world other moms handle after school/work time if they work until 5p. I am home with my babies by 4.15p every afternoon and I still never sit down until they …
Night games
This is how we watch night games in my house.
Everyone is asleep. It’s not even halftime yet.
Show Us Your Life – Tailgates and Favorite Teams
WARNING – THIS IS A VERY LONG BLOG POST!!!
One of the blogs I follow (Kelly’s Korner) has a regular “Show us your life” blog carnival, where she invites her readers to, well, show our life. Kelly is from the south and is a big Arkansas fan and it’s been fun to read how they do tailgating and football, etc, so when she had this theme, I just had to do a post about how “we” do it up here at Michigan! Plus, I don’t have my pre-baby life displayed on this blog anywhere, you know the stuff from when I …
4-0
So far so good, eh? We are on our way to {hopefully} a nice Christmas vacation!
Quote of the day from Saturday: I was trying to get Mallory ready & out the door so I asked her if she was ready to go watch football.
MCB got all sad and said “but I want to go to the TAILGATE!!”
Grandpa & Carson
Mallory, RB & Carson (Mallory always says that Rick is just Carson’s daddy, not hers. But I assure you Rick is bof of my baby daddy.)
This past weekend was threatening rain and I was so torn about whether to take any or …