Monday, July 23, 2007

Welcome to the Country

Thought I'd share a story. Last night the little woman with a fierce bark was here giving me an earful until well after dark. As she's leaving, my husband goes out to his truck that's parked in the garage. As he opens the door and begins to take the first step down into the garage he yells and slams the door. The MAN that he is, of course, calls for his wife and so I come check out the commotion. There is the most adorable, innocent, baby skunk in our garage sniffing around. It seems there is a bag of garbage that is tantalizing her little nostrils - discarded chicken bones from my world famous wings. (they really are world famous - I've made them, with rave reviews, for scads of basketball players all over Europe. Okay, not scads and not all over but you get my drift). Papa to the rescue - even after 11pm. He tells me over the phone to try scaring it with a cup of water - no, the little thing just started drinking it. Must be that buffalo sauce. Finally, a brightly colored, waving, beach towel gets her attention and I'm able to shoo her from the garage. After that's over Dad says "Now for the hard part...." He wants me to kill it. He's the same one that sent me to butcher a chicken with a dull knife because he thought it would be funny. My husband doesn't think I have it in me. He certainly doesn't have it. I take my baseball bat outside but the little bugger was on to me. Or, maybe I let it run away. It was on the porch when I woke this morning and it was sniffing my sliding glass doors while I was watching the 11 o'clock news tonight.

Gotta get up the nerve before the adorable little thing learns how to use it's stinker.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

That's Miss Cutie to you!!

That's Miss Cutie to you!!

Monday, July 16, 2007

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Looks can be deceiving....

...she's Bridezilla on the inside!

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Thursday, July 5, 2007

The Thorn-Dunker

Meet the Team:
(left to right) Kyran, Courtney, Daylan
(front center) Collin - team mascot
Game time and last minute instructions from Coach.
First game drew a big crowd - we were playing against the defending Champs 3 years in a row and the Sheridan High School Varsity Coach, Assistant Coach and Women's Head Coach's sons.
Talk about being N-E-R-V-O-U-S! (me, that is - the kids were just excited)
This was their first tournament. Up to this moment they'd only ever observed a Three-on-Three competition.
I didn't even know they could dribble, much less shoot the ball or play defense. (joking of course - Kelley had them running plays!)
They won their first game - just in time for a torrential downpour. Luckily we'd set up camp beneath the pharmacy awning. We crammed under there like a bunch of sardines.
We stayed mostly dry - only the smart ones thought to bring rain gear.

Finally the rain blew over and the boys started warming up again. back to ballin'.

They went undefeated the whole tournament.

Your Champs: Team Reeborn and the Rockettes!!

Our Lil' Mascot, although excited for the win was extremely upset to not get a trophy too.

But the good people running ThornDunker realized the error of their ways and quickly produced a trophy to make one happy little boy!

Finally, it's over so Stinka-Man can go put up some shots!

We all had a great time. The torch has officially been passed to the next generation of ballers. Of course that doesn't mean that the torch has been extinquished in the older generation............and NO, I'm not calling anyone OLD!!