Take One for the Team

I am truly distraught over the game on Saturday. I haven't touched on this before now but I really am. I caught part of the game while at Baytowne w/ Brad, Amy and Mackenzie. I saw Auburn score a touchdown and the 2pt conversion. I thought we really had a chance. I find out later, not so much. When my dad called me while we were getting to the boat races to gloat it truly upset me. I don't usually get this bothered. I think it's because we had pulled back into the race after the Arkansas loss and I was on cloud 9 because Louisville lost (sorry Josh and the Williams clan). We had a shot. But no, we gave it up. Yup, we gave it up to freaking Georgia who got beat by not only Vanderbuilt but Kentucky. Yup! Needless to say I was not in the mood to hear my dad gloat. If it was just another season then I wouldn't have cared.

I was thinking yesterday of some stories of me and Elizabeth. Yesterday while driving home there was a radio contest to see who could name Tom Cruise's first wife. (Mimi Rogers of course) It made me think of the time we won a radio contest. It was Christmas time and our parents were at some Christmas party or something like that. We were listening to Mix 103.3 and they played the song "Little Drummer Boy" and whoever called in with the correct # of rum-pa-pa-pa's won a live Christmas tree and something else. So we sit in the kitchen and are counting the rum-pa-pa-pa's. I counted each rum-pa's individually and Elizabeth counted each rum-pa's phrase. We called in w/ my guess and it was wrong. Then we called back with her guess and we won. Our family has always put up fake trees so we didn't have a use for the tree. We had heard of a family who had a son (I believe it was the son, but not 100% sure) that had cancer and the family didn't have a lot of money. So we gave the Christmas tree voucher to the family. It was one small way we could help someone else out.

Elizabeth use to beg me to sleep in her room with her. Looking back I slept many a nights in her room. It was always irritating because she had a night light on and I hate having light in a room. Anyhoo, I use to use my feet and put her up in the air using her stomach. We'd then do some crazy manuever and have my legs under her thighs and she could sit up in the air. She'd sit up and act like she was driving a wheel chair and talk like an old lady. We'd use the bar of her headboard for her to do some pretty crazy moves. Well last night I passed on the wheelchair move to Mackenzie. She did it in the den. I think she was scared to death at first but we made it. I have to say not only is she a lot heavier than Elizabeth was but my thighs aren't as muscular after all of these years. It was definitely fun and brought back memories. Man how we use to get in trouble for not going to bed and talking too much.

Did you (who is you? I guess any crazy person who reads this) know every Christmas since Elizabeth was 4 or 5 we have slept in the same bed together on Christmas eve? I even did it last year. It's something we've always done and even though I'm 26 I can't imagine Christmas eve w/out doing it. I think Mackenzie has slept with us the past 3 or 4 years though. I can't wait again for this year. We'll be in our 70's and 80's still sleeping together on Christmas eve. Sorry Ben, but once y'all get married she's mine on Christmas eve.