Sucked. We were beat by the FRESHMEN. So....we ran. And ran. And ran. Ran, ran, ran. And the only thing that sucked worse than that was the linemen needing to push the sled for 300 yards. With the 300 pound coach on it.
Huh. Bet that line will work harder at not letting anyone through it now, though, won't they?
It occurs to me that almost all of my posts lately have been about Jock.
Just wanted to remind you all that I do still have two kids. Bug is alive and well, singing at the top of his lungs every night in the shower.
His dad is so proud.
A set of my in-laws were in town last week, and left just a couple of days ago. It was great to visit with them, and the boys had an awesome time with Grandma and Grandpa.
But I'm a bit mortified.....
See, they were awesome enough to not only help us out with some groceries, but.... THEY CLEANED MY HOUSE, TOO!! (ok, so maybe it was just my living room and my kitchen.....but those are the rooms that everyone sees, so I think they count as my "house")
This means that they have:
Probably found every last Fruit Loop and Apple Jack that the boys have hidden under the stove.....
Flushed out every brave plastic soldier who has taken refuge in the bunker under my sofa......
Discovered the true color of my carpet, the way it appears without a fine (or not so fine) layer of dog hair.....
Although I think I have a couple of light bulbs out, so maybe they didn't notice so much?
Hey... a daughter-in-law can dream, right?