Friday, December 30, 2005

I feel like some peach cobbler...

Greeting all who are reading. Not really sure who other than my mom read on a regular basis but welcome to all and welcome back mom. I am sitting here getting ready to watch the Chick-fil-A peach bowl and I could really go for some Chick-fil-A right about now. Some peach cobbler also, but alas I will make due with the pizza we ordered. Too bad you can't get peach on pizza. I will make due with the pineapple I ordered. The reason I am not talking details about the game is because I am a little nervous about the game. We have our back up quarterback in the game and this would be his first ever game to start. Luckily the first kick was out of bounds so we get ok field position to start. Please oh please do well Matt Flynn and DON'T throw any interceptions. Ok I feel a little better because Matt's first play got almost a first down. Ok off football no wait he did a pretty pass. Oh my gosh can you see that I am a girl. Next thing you know I will start discussing the clothes. Well Miami is wearing a beautiful orange shirt to match the theme of the evening, Peaches, while LSU is wearing their white jerseys which are just going to get dirty. OH MY GOODNESS!

Marie is doing good. She is being loud and full of energy. I cannot believe she starts back to school on Monday. We drove around the block yesterday and she is doing much better. About half way around the block she told me that the driving hurts her shoulder. I also got my foot run over. Imagine if it was a real car and she ran over my foot. Wow, JJ is SO teaching her how to drive. (yes JJ you are doing it!) Times like this really make me miss my powpow who taught me how to drive. If he were still alive I could just ship her off and when my car came back it would be nice and clean and shiny from armor all. Hmmmmmm maybe my dad should teach her how. He will be teaching Vanessa so he could just do both at the same time. I really like that idea and I know JJ would LOVE that idea.

Ok back to how I got my foot run over. There is this stupid little truck that parks over the sidewalk. There is no way for us to just run over the grass at their house so we have to go out in the street. So I stand in the street so she has to turn the wheel and not go very far in the street. Well we (meaning Marie) cannot figure out how to exit the side walk and turn the wheel quickly so as not to go straight at me! So as she is about to hit me she turns the wheel and instead runs over my foot. I was not a happy camper! That was our last time around the block yesterday and the last time I am taking her around the block by ourselves!

Football update...Miami just scored a field goal in the first quarter. There is something to be said about wearing the color of the fruit of the game.

Ok I must break now and eat, but I am sure I will be back with some more useless information soon. Love to all!

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