
5 Years....

Seriously...
Friday Night Lights... It's REAL!
I've heard all kinds of crazy things about Texas football. I've even witnessed a few oddities here and there. However, I've never quite experienced a Texas Homecoming game in all of it's hugeness. And oh my - hugeness it was!- There's no such thing as a 5th down. How did I learn this you ask? Well, silly me asked my dear wonderful husband what the whole 5th down thing was about. You see, I was trying to learn about football - especially since it's such a big thing down here in Texas. Everyone who heard me ask (and oh how the bleachers are packed like sardines of fans), turned to look in compete shock. So, of course, everyone made sure I now know that there is no such thing as a 5th down. It goes 1st - 4th down - marking the sections of the football field.
- Ummm be sure who your team is, and what end of the field they should be scoring on before you leap up and cheer for the first score of the game - which just happens to be for the opponent. Yes, we're seated in the heart of Northwest fans... and yes, I'm sure there were plenty of thought death threats sent my direction.
Other than that, the game itself was highly un-entertaining. The cheerleaders were not anywhere near for us to see. The sound system was terrible.
The half time show though, was AWESOME!!!! Seriously awesome! The dance team girls came out onto the field with their fathers. Their fathers were dressed in jeans with suspenders and flannel plaid shirts. The girls were dressed in darling blue and white checkered smock style dresses with red sparkly shoes on - all of course depicting Dorothy from "The Wizard of Oz".
The music they chose to dance to was "Get on Down the Road" from 'The Wiz' (how I do love that movie musical!). It was SOOOOOO fun to watch the fathers dance with their daughters. They obviously didn't have a lot of practice time, but they did very well. The dance team was adorable.
When it was over I told Steve that if we had a girl, I would pay to make sure she participated in something like that. The guy in front of us told his wife he would pay to NOT participate in something like that.
I know that if I was a student at Northwest, I would have paid to have been able to participate in something like that. And I know my dad would do it with me - in a quarter heartbeat!
A few other things I learned while watching the game, and the people:
They really are SERIOUS about football around here. I actually heard a father say "what, you don't want to play FOOTBALL??!!" Little girls are dressed up as cheerleaders - and I'm talking about LITTLE girls all the way up through middle school aged girls. Parents are dressed to the hilt in school colors - and they even have reserved seating and box seats for these games. In fact, some people even buy the suites! You know, the windowed in seating with air conditioning and food service?! Nuts! This isn't professional football people - we're talking high school. And... not a very good team at that. In fact, I think they're at the bottom of their district.
All in all, it was a fun time, lots of learning, and lots of laughs. What else can you expect when a girl who's never really watched an American high school football game tries to fit in? One thing is for sure though, I have lot of learning to to do about Texas football before any of our (or our friends) kids get into school.
Full Home Repair/Construction Mode...
It.is.a.mess!
Today is day 6 of our home repairs. Any ideas on how long it will take to finish? I had high hopes for this weekend. I don't see it happening though. Bummer.
The workers are really quite nice. Honestly, I wouldn't know if they weren't as only a couple of them speak any English. So, they could be calling me anything out of the book and as long as they said it in their nice polite tone, I'd never know the slightest.
Which reminds me of a fun story.
My father was an Air Force Officer and we lived in Germany for about 17 years. Yes, 17 years. Anyway, as growing up in Germany will often do, I learned to speak German. As my friends slowly learned that I could speak another language they've asked me to say something "in German."
My favorite saying, of all time, to share with them is....
"Darf ich mein Bleistift spitzen?"
Of course, I always say it in an incredibly seductive tone (at least when I was single and.... uh... on the market).
It's always hilarious to hear the comments about how romantic the German language is, or how much they love to hear it. Seriously. I love Germany and the German people. However, the German language is NOT romantic nor is it a lovely sounding language.
It's a spitting, hocking, and generally messy language - at least to hear it. But, I do love it anyway.
So, back to the workers. They are awesome! The house is going to be SO nice when it's all done. When that will be remains to be seen. All of the work is being paid for upfront and in cash. Lately, I've written some checks that make my eyes water. So sad to see some of that money go to things that are necessary but not at all fun or exciting.
Don't get me wrong, tile is cool. The pattern it's laid in is cool. But, realizing that I have to give up new furniture to pay for the tile isn't cool. Of course, in all logic, the tile will outlast almost any furniture we purchse and we'll recoup our costs in the resale value if we ever move.
Which of course we are NOT ever moving from this house. They'll have to carry my rotting carcass out. I am SO not about moving. ever again.
Ever.
I hate moving.
I would do it if I absolutely had to, but I would REALLY prefer not to.
That being said, and against my deepest wishes and begging... I have to pack up my studio so that new carpet can be laid in it. Seriously. SUCKS rotten eggs. Now I'm going to stress about dropping anything onto the new carpet. I SO wish I could get out of it... I'm happy with my space and I SO don't want to think about packing up all of the little and medium sized things so that the workers can do their job. It's going to be a nightmare. Oh well... it just sucks. Not much I can do about it now. Grrr.
Oh well.
That's all.
Oh yes... what does my seductive favorite German saying mean auf English?
May I sharpen my pencil?
ha. ha. ha. ha. ha. love it!
Thoughts from a Late Night Rider...
It's a shame when you know the gals at Sonic - by name and face. It's even worse when they know you right back. It cracks me up when they ask me if I want my "usual". They even know how to pack the ice just the way I like it.
September is going to be el-cheapo month for this Ales family. We're (I'm) curious to see how much we can live on, if we absolutely have to. It's back to coupon cutting (expense cutting), meal cooking (no eating out), Sonic avoidance (oh the travesty!!), Blockbuster membership cancellation (they upped the price, and we're trying to decide if we want/need cable), and no craft purchases (I can do it - right??). I think it'll be a good thing - and it will be interesting to see how much we can save if we set our minds to it.
Are you a Grey's fan? I SO am!! I almost had to cheer for joy when I saw the poster advertising Grey's Anatomy Season 3 DVD release. It's a sickness... but boy I do love it so. It'll be out in a few weeks. How on earth am I going to hold off on purchasing it until October?? SERIOUSLY!?
I start teaching my first classes at The Scrapbook Pad this month; Beyond Basics. Yikes! I don't know why I'm so nervous. I've taught classes for crowds much larger than our store can handle at conventions around the country. I've taught and shared my papercrafting passion with oodles of friends in my home and at theirs. Maybe it's because I love the store so much or perhaps maybe it's because I'm so attached to the store. At any route, I'm nervous as all get out.
I love reading The Pioneer Woman's blog. It cracks me up in so many ways - her humor is side splitting. Her recipes are outstanding (seriously, check them out). Her photos are breathtaking. It's addictive I tell ya - and I love it! I'm almost tempted to go find a ranch for our Ales family to live on.
Tommorrow (make that today) is family food day. Oh the fun of Sunday dinners at the Ales household. Both of the kids (that would be Thomas and Kimberlee - Steve's young siblings) are invited each week and when they come, they almost always bring friends. We never know how many to expect, so Sundays at our house are either loaded with lots of people, or it's empty and the freezer has a few extra meals for other days (oh how I love our Food Saver!).
Might the hell of our fabulous house be coming to an end? Oh, please pray that it might be so! Tuesday morning, the contractors begin the demolition and repairs on the upstairs guest bathroom. We did our final selections for tile and carpet this morning with Gayla (She is SO fabulous. She's not just a RE agent, she is an interior designer - and she KNOWS her stuff) AND... we selected the marble slabs for the kitchen countertops, island and bathrooms. Literally - we picked the slab of marble that the countertops will be made from. I'm amazed at the whole process. SO stinkin' cool! Anyway, our house is getting ready to be more of a construction zone than it is at the moment, but I'm starting to think that there is a light at the end of the tunnel!
The internet is such a cool and interesting place. Honestly, it never ceases to amaze me. I've come across friends that over the years (and moves) I'd lost contact with. A perfect example is that just a few weeks ago, I was blog surfing and over the course of a few different blog paths I came across Lanna's blog (I'd link you to her, but I don't want to link without permission). Get this chain... years ago... and I do mean years, but only 7 or so (maybe 8) I had this totally fun group of friends in Ohio. We had some really fun times as we traveled around southern Ohio attending dances, parties, shindigs, and making all kinds of crazy fun for ourselves. Anyway, in this group of friends was a tall gaggle of a guy named Ren. He's a serviceman and was transferred away. We maintained contact via email. Fast forward a few years. I'm living in Texas. Ren is living in New Mexico and is dating a woman in Utah. I had a page requested accepted for publication (December 2004). The editors name sounded unusually familiar - Lanna Carter. Long story short... Lanna was the wonderful woman Ren was dating! They ended up getting married in June of 2005. It's a big world out there, but thanks to the internet, it's a whole lot smaller!
I've been doing some SERIOUS purging in my scrapbook room/art studio/creative space. I get so overwhelmed with options - I feel like I'm drowning in choices surrounded by so many awesome products. It's been very freeing to let some of it go. Some of it is being boxed up and will go to a local charity. Some of it is being held back so that I can use it for the next Scrapbook Pad Garage Sale (fingers crossed that my ticket gets drawn for a table!). Most of it, though, is being saved for my friends to come and go through! Any local takers?
I wish I lived closer to some of my family. My parents will be moving to Texas next summer and will be halfway closer to us than they are now (and just a hop, skip, and a jump from Mexico to boot!). Last weekend really was a bunch of fun. Steve will really have to come next time. I know he would have really enjoyed himself too!
That's enough rambling thoughts for today - don't cha think?