We are the Champions, my friend

Posted by kim on November 23, 2008

When I was in high school, the only cassette we listened to while lifting weights was Queen, over and over and over again, making the underclassmen rewind it to start over.  I think I still remember all the words to “We are the Champions” and “We Will Rock You“.  Our football team ended up being Runner-Up State Champions my senior year (I dated #13).  It was exciting to pack so many people into our teeny tiny football field for the championship game. Remember, I’m from Nebraska, home of the Cornhuskers – we don’t have much more entertainment available other than football.

A lot was changed from when I was a senior in the fall of 1989 til now when my son is a senior, also #13 like his dad (no need to do the math – I got knocked-up while still in highschool).  Anyway, the old football field is now covered in bushels of corn, and the kids have a real sports complex to compete at.  I wish we would have had a track when I ran sprints in high school.  We ran around city blocks and down gravel roads, no lie.

Last year, the Pierce Bluejays were the class C-1 state champs in Nebraska.  My son (then a junior) had broken his leg, so didn’t get to play at Memorial Stadium in Lincoln where the championship games are now held.  He was still a part of the team though, so got recognized with a gold medal.  And I forked out a few hundred dollars for a championship ring, plus all the tshirts, posters, and DVD’s as keepsakes.

This year, as a senior, my son broke his hand!  And, yes, he gets enough calcium.  Both times, the doctor said the breaks were rare happenstances.  And our team made it to the championship again this year!  How exciting!  We were coined the underdog against Boys Town and predicted to lose.  But our Bluejays stood up strong to the Cowboys yesterday, and we won 20 – 10!  Even though my son’s hand is not fully healed, the coach let him play on the special offensive team, so he can say he played in the championship winning game.  What a memorable experience!

Picture above is of my son and me and was taken after the long cold day (game was at 10:30 am) following by a convey leading the boys home (Lincoln is 3 hours away) to celebrate their back-to-back victories! And now I’m sure I’ll have another ring and memorabilia to buy…

Politics, Pain & Fried Chicken

Posted by kim on October 25, 2008

Since I’ve decided to publicly endorse Obama, I’ve gotten the most criticism from my 10-year-old daughter.  They are having mock elections at school, and she thinks McCain is the best choice. 

In the middle of Wednesday night, said 10-year-old (aka Tatym) came into my room saying “I feel like I’m going to throw u…” and she proceeded to vomit all over my bedroom floor.  I thought I was then going to gag cleaning it up.  I figured I couldn’t send her school Thursday, and I didn’t want to leave her home alone all day, so she rode along to Omaha where I had yet another Lasik eye enhancement surgery.  So I then had to defend Obama in a long political debate during the drive.

I honestly don’t think Sarah Palin is qualified enough for the VP position, and especially not suited for the Presidency should McCain kick the bucket (c’mon, you can admit he’s ancient old).  The only good thing about McCain/Palin winning would be that I can continue to blog about Sarah Palin’s wardrobe and reap the profits.  Gotta love it when major newspapers do stories on my blog posts.  Someone told me this week that I have “the coolest job in the world” and it’s days like that, that I have to agree.

Anyway, Nebraska has not voted Democratic in a presidential election since 1964, but that’s not gonna stop me voting for Obama (I’m even registered as a Republican).  What’s Joe the Plumber know?  He’s not even a licensed plumber, but he is single…

Back to me (this is MY blog), I’m glad this was my last Lasik procedure because if the previous ones had been this painful, I never would have had more.  First of all, I don’t think the Valium kicked in as I was in a panic mode, then the pain afterwards was atrocious, and I couldn’t see clear the next day.  I went into the eye doctor, who said my cornea is swollen, thus the pain and blurriness.  Hopefully these eye drops that I have to administer every two hours (and taste awful as they drip into the back of my throat) will cure the problem.

This weekend, I think I’ll lay low (due to my eyes, and I can’t wear makeup for a week).  I should start to get my house ready for the city’s Christmas Tour of Homes.  Tatym is trying to convince me to take her to the High School Musical 3 Movie, but she may have to swing her vote first.  

Song stuck in my head “Chicken Fried” by the Zac Brown Band