Go to your room!

Dats right. Mama got sent to her room last night. For screaming at the tv. Jim says I was getting to passionate about the Hawks last night. SO I put my tail between my legs and scurried to the bedroom to watch the game on our grainy old-school tv. I couldn't even make out the difference between the ball and the players heads....but I didn't care. I'm stubborn enough that I held out until the last minute of the game. Then I sucked up my pride and headed back to the big screen to watch the win. I figured by then I could scream all I wanted because if I got sent back to my room it would be well past the end of the game and I just wouldn't care. SO there MR. You're Too Loud - anti-Jayhawk loving guy.


Then we stayed up to watch the other games. How bout them Tennessee boys? I was rooting for them to stuff UCLA until Jim made a point that if they win, then all those 3 point hitting monsters would be playing against us on Saturday. Which is worse? I guess we'll find out Sat. night. We rescheduled our "date" for tonight so that we can scream our curses in private on Saturday at home. That means I'm rushing home asap today to clean before the sitter gets there. The things we do for our Hawks.


How many of you out there think some of the players should cut their hair? Am I showing my age? Do I sound nearly 40? Com'on boys, shave that mop (Noah likey the haira). And Julian....stop carving crop circles in your head. And how old is Oden? It should be Olden.


Okay, done with the BBall. And thank you KU for making my night!

Have I shown you my sticker collection? Seriously. I have a display workin in my office. After praying to the Dunn Brother gods each morning, I save the sticker from the lip-sucky part of the lid and stick it on my overhead storage. I'm trying to spell my name with them. Keep in mind, as sad as it is, each sticker represents about 3 dollars. Now THAT is depressing. But it's my one vice (okay, the one I'll admit to) and so I allow it. The pic is in reverse because that's how I write....I write backwards. And sometimes upside down. Don't believe me? Ask my co-workers. They've accused be of being the spawn of the devil. But on the contrary, I am a highly evolved species and some day they'll understand. I also know the secret to the Great Pyramids and the Myan Empire. And I like grapes. And one more thing for all you boys out there....Salma Hayek is pregnant and you are NOT the father. (Felt like Montel Williams there for a minute!)


It's amazing what coffee will do to you in the mornings. Happy weekend all and I'll leave you with words of wisdom from the 8-ball.....


Will I eat the last cupcake sitting in the lounge that is two days old?
8 ball says ASK AGAIN LATER....