We Are The Champions!!

Who says that coaching doesn't win any games?? Okay, I had very little to do with it. But our men's softball team (the one that I was so irritated about because it used to be a co-ed team....read previous posts for an update) took first place last night!! It was so much fun. The season actually ended last week but we were tied for first so they had a play-off game last night. The other team was Carson Elevator and they had some very manly men on their team. But they still didn't stand a chance against our smaller and much more agile fellas! They played awesome and when it was all over they somehow tricked me into giving my expensive camera to someone else to take a picture of me with the trophy at which point they conned my BIL Aaron into pouring a huge mug of water on me. That's alright though...I can take it. If you want to see who was on our team go to the Ro's Rangers link on "our peeps" list and take a look.


My cute MIL got these donuts and wrote "Go Ro's" on them for our championship game. So fun!


I'm wet.


We are the best!


The Sorensen boys made up half the team. They're awesome!

Go Jazz!!

Jer and I had the opportunity to attend Game 3 last night against the ghetto Lakers and it was AWESOME!!! My hearing is still trying to recover because it was incredibly loud and my voice is still rough from chanting "OVER-RATED!!" at Kobe Bryant. That man is a punk. I loath the fact that the Jazz only have to pretend to breath on him and the refs call a foul. It was so sweet to watch him choke late in the fourth quarter when his team needed him! But since I'm trying to be more positive, that concludes my Kobe bashing for today. There can't be enough said for the sweet, sweet seats we had...11th row, people! Hard to beat that. I'd like to thank all those involved in helping us attain those tickets last night....Dani, for her awesome job with excellent perks....Clair and Annie, for watching the munchkins...the Energy Solutions Arena, for creating an exciting venue for our partaking....the Jazz Bear, for risking his life doing stunts for my personal entertainment and gratification....the team, for playing great and winning while I was attending...for the hundreds of screaming teenage girls that all want to marry Kyle Korver....I'd also like to thank the academy for this great honor---wait, wrong speech. Anyway, it was choice. We had a great time. GO JAZZ!

You Know You're Getting Old When......

You pull your groin while bowling. Lame.


Enough said.