No,it doesn't have anything to do with pink or blue. But it's still pretty exciting......
Yesterday we got wireless internet. I'll be able to work on the blog at home and many other things. I'm so so so very excited. We have finally moved into 2008!
The other big thing is that we are getting a new roof and it should be finished today. God took care of us on that (which isn't surprising). We needed a new roof and we had hail damage. Even with subtracting out our deductible the money from the insurance company covered the cost of the roof. Yeah!!
Cade started football practice last Thursday. If it's anything like baseball I'll have several posts over the next 6 or 7 weeks about it. I know absolutely nothing about football and when I say nothing I mean nothing. I'm not exagerating on that one little bit. I have no idea how many players you need, I can not comprehend the first down, second down stuff and since flag football is not something I've ever seen I really am going to be lost. Really, it's a wonder Jay's been able to put up with me all these years! I think it comes from the fact I went to a high school that did not have football. Gasp! Until we moved to Miller in 2001 I had no idea what Friday Night Football meant. I know, Gasp again. I can't say that I've even tried to learn, I guess it's time to start.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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You mean all those times we went to Lamar's games to watch Mitch play you didn't learn anything about the game. What were you doing?? Oh yeah! I remember now. For instance Michelle when she met Nathan and her earrings didn't match. Those were the days.
Mom.
I've been meaning to comment on the new look of the blog...love it. I'm glad you guys are with the times now...high speed--woo hoo! We'll look forward to many more witty posts... and cute football pictures of Cade...and a tailgriller? Ha.
You know, I've followed Morgan to football games for six seasons and I still don't get all of it. I just always sit next to some old booster who knows what's going on and ask him when I get confused. . .
Leslie
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