Best weekend in a long time

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Riley and I spent Memorial Day weekend at my parents’ and it was good for my soul. Friday night, Momma, Riley and I went to visit Granma at the nursing home. I showed her some of Riley’s dance pictures and we had a nice chat. She’s doing pretty well.

When we got back to Town Creek, Daddy built a fire in the portable fireplace and Riley roasted “smarshmallows.” Or burned them. We sat around the fire and listened to Daddy talk about camping out under the stars when he was growing up, and about him and Momma fishing down at the creek when they were a new couple.

We also laughed about our camping gear when we were growing up. We had a shell on top of Daddy’s pickup and he created a makeshift bunk bed in the bed of the truck. My little brother Michael and I slept on twin mattresses on top of a plywood board anchored above the truckbed, and Momma and Daddy slept underneath on a mattress in the bed of the truck. It worked. And we always had fun.

Saturday, I got up early and went for a walk around the neighborhood before everyone else awoke. Then we spent the day at Jordan’s pool, celebrating his high school graduation. We ate BBQ, baked beans, pasta salad, buffalo dip, broccoli salad, corn on the cob, squash, and O’Charley’s rolls. And we swam. And laughed. And enjoyed being together to celebrate Jordan.

That evening, Momma, Riley and I went shopping at Target. And we stopped by Georgia’s on the way home, where they were putting a new liner in their pool. They finished up around 9:30 and we went inside and watched “A Dolphin Tale” (Riley loved it) until nearly midnight. I love days like that … no drama, no stress, just enjoying the company.

Sunday, Riley and I threw the softball and played volleyball, Daddy vacuumed out my truck, and Momma taught me and Riley how to play Rook. Momma and I beat Daddy and Riley. That was a lot of fun.

On the way home, I stopped by to see my best pal Kristi at her mom’s house. Her daughter just turned 21, so Riley and I had to swing by and wish her happy birthday.

After getting home and unloading all off our stuff, Riley’s dad came and picked her up. My friend Kim came over and we hung out on the patio until midnight, laughing, downloading music, and talking over a couple of beers.

I love my family and friends. They love me for who I am and who I’m not and what I can still be. They’re the best.

 

 

Touchdowns and touchups

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Roll Tide A final swipe of Crimson Joy lipstick and I’m ready. I’ve been looking forward to this all week. The anticipation is killing me. I hope things turn out like I want them to. Just 10 minutes more and … Roll Tide, baby!

Watching Alabama play football is an event at my house, even if I’m watching alone. While most women get fixed up for a Saturday of shopping, I get done up for a Saturday of Alabama football. After showering, shampooing, shaving and doing my hair and makeup, I slip into my jeans and an old Bama T-shirt. Bring on the Hogs or the Vols or the Tigers. I’m ready.

(Editor’s note, this column is from 2006. A LOT has changed …)

Last Saturday I took it up a notch because my daughter’s fifth birthday party was going on during the Bama-Ole Miss game. I added eyeliner and a push-up bra to my routine. I looked good serving cake and ice cream and yelling at the TV in my crimson-and-black-striped tunic top, crop pants and flip-flops.

Most Saturdays at my house are planned around the Crimson Tide. A typical Saturday goes like this: Get up, get ready for my daughter’s soccer game, watch the 5-year-olds try to keep the ball in-bounds, grab some lunch, head home, watch a little Noggin with my girl, jump in the shower, then get my game face on for the 2:30 kickoff.

If it’s a late game, we might hit Walmart or the bookstore. If it’s an 11:30 kickoff, we skip lunch and head straight home after soccer. No matter what, we’re home in time for the game.

When my team is on TV, I’m on the couch. Distractions are few; not even a special on Jon Bon Jovi or a sale at Target can get my attention. At least, not until the game is over.

Feel free to call me during the game, but only if you’re going to keep it short–very short. Otherwise, you’ll just think I’m rude because my attention will be on the game not on our conversation. If you call to rub it in after a loss, expect the same in return when your team goes down. Turnabout is fair play, right?

Lately my daughter has joined me for the first half, shaking her crimson pom-poms and yelling “Roll Tide!” It doesn’t take long, though, before she gets bored and heads to her room to play with her dollhouse or to the bedroom to watch Animal Planet or cartoons. Maybe next year she’ll be ready to watch the whole game and ask questions like, “Mommy, why don’t we ever throw the ball on first down?”

My parents have joined me for a couple of games, but mostly it’s just me and my TV, which is fine. That way I don’t embarrass myself when I get too caught up in the game. Yes, I yell at the refs, the players and the announcers. When Bama scores I dance a little jig, and when the team makes a bad play I stomp around, muttering under my breath. What fun is it to just sit and stare at the TV? Getting all worked up is part of the game for me.

And when the game is over, a quick touch-up of Loreal’s Crimson Joy and I’m ready to hit the town, or maybe Target.

Back at it …

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So I got up at 8:00 (it’s the weekend!), read the newspaper, checked the sale papers and had a turkey bacon & cheese tortilla wrap with half a Diet Mountain Dew. Too bad the drink doesn’t taste like the real thing! I didn’t buy any cokes at the grocery store this week, so once these few DMDs are gone, that’s it. Water, Crystal Light and tea for me and the occasional glass of low-fat chocolate milk. Maybe I’ll treat myself to a real Mountain Dew once, if I work out hard enough. Diet drinks probably aren’t that great for you anyway. Now to get Ryan unhooked from Diet Coke!

Today’s plan:
Riley & I went to the Circle for bread, chocolate milk, salad stuff and some chicken breasts and potatoes to grill this evening. By the way, the Circle is what Riley calls Target. 🙂

Afterward, we headed out to the kiddie pool to cool off and get some more sun.

Menu:
1. Turkey bacon & cheese on tortilla/half Diet Mt. Dew–9:00
2. Salad (romaine, spinach, peppers, carrots, cheese, ranch), crackers/water–2:00
3. Grilled chicken & potatoes, bread/tea–6:30
* 4. Protein shake–9:00
Vitamin, calcium, CLA

More water was sipped during the time out in the sun.

Tiff

New home sweet new home

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We’ve been in our new house for almost a month now. And we love it. It’s convenient to work, shopping, even Riley’s soon-to-be preschool. And our neighborhood is quiet, with friendly people. Our dog Carlo likes watching the cows in the pasture behind our house, and he likes “talking” to the neighbors’ little dog. We’re a happy little family.

Ryan particularly likes his 10-minute drive to work. Sure beats an hour! Riley loves to run on the sidewalk, and I like being 7 miles from Target.

Ryan and I are both working to get in shape, eat healthy and drink more water. I’m doing BFL and he’s just cutting back on portions and adding some exercise. He’ll probably lose more faster just because he’s a man. LOL

I enjoy my workouts, if they’re uninterrupted. Usually, though, I get one set of weights in and Riley wants to dance, so I dance with her between sets. It’s one way to keep my heart rate up. 🙂

Well, that’s about it from here. About time for work.

Later