I need to let out a bunch of rambling thoughts about this epic crush of mine.

Aww, love you too, hon. ;) (Sorry, couldn't resist). But seriously folks - like everyone else said, please feel free to burble. I know I'm usually just lurking/catching up, but I'm enjoying the vicarious crushiness.

Good luck with your bones & boobs, Connie.

Why does my daughter have to whine and cry before doing anything asked of her? Why?

Am I the only one hearing this in a whiny voice and laughing?

(Aimee iz funneee)

lisah, much strength to you and Bob.

Laura, contuinued good health for Bobby

I have a minor bitch, but it's been bugging for a few days (or really, over a month). My dad is a football coach. Every woman on that side of the family was taught to throw a pass as children. I wanted a tackling dummy for Christmas when I was about 5 years old. I have watched countless hours/days/years worth of the game. I own The College Football Bible, Friday Night Lights, Junction Boys and can name just about every player who has ever played for the Saints and most who have played for LSU.

Why then, when the team I have followed for over 3 decades finally wins the national championship for the first time in franchise history does everyone rush to congratulate...my husband. I don't even want to get started on the guys arguing with me about the Cowboys/Saints who told my husband to "teach your wife about football." That man wouldn't know what off sides is if I hadn't 'splained it to him.

I'd start keeping a bunch of those plastic mini-footballs in your bag and everytime it happens, throw one and bean the offender in the head. When he looks at the football, it has written on it, "Thrown like a girl. Bitch."

Why does my daughter have to whine and cry before doing anything asked of her? Why?

Because she's 5 and she knows it bugs you.

Wait, isn't thallium the stuff that the Russians put on the end of an umbrella to assassinate somebody?

Sure, why do you think Connie wants some?

~ma for all your tests coming out well! That chemical stress test sounds nasty, I'm glad you avoided it.

She needs to knock it off before I knock her off.

I'd start keeping a bunch of those plastic mini-footballs in your bag and everytime it happens, throw one and bean the offender in the head. When he looks at the football, it has written on it, "Thrown like a girl. Bitch."

I want to marry this idea, I love it so!

I feel kinda shitty getting peeved when people are congratulating him on the Saints' win, because he does love them as well. I just kinda feel like I endured the pain of being a Saints' fan for all those years, but he's the guy so he obvi cares more about it than I do.

Why then, when the team I have followed for over 3 decades finally wins the national championship for the first time in franchise history does everyone rush to congratulate...my husband. I don't even want to get started on the guys arguing with me about the Cowboys/Saints who told my husband to "teach your wife about football."

Yeesh. That would drive me batshit. I feel like there's less of that in Chicago/Milwaukee maybe, than in Texas. Outside of the cities I don't know.

I did have to get my bitch on and have a talk with my sister and her boyfriend about the whole "ViQueens" thing that took over this year with all the Favre shit. I got them to stop saying it, at least. And my dad.