Since it is too quiet here I'll blab on some more about the game. One of the high points was one of the cheerleaders singing the national anthem before game start. Great cheers from the crowd for her effort.
Alas there was appalling bad sportsmanship demonstrated by the opposing team. They were district champs last year and entered the gym chanting "we're the champs" led by the coaches. (We won against them earlier in the season) Then I was surprised to see them send out their shortest player to the tip off. For those not familiar with basketball, at the game start traditionally the tallest player from each side meet at the center to jump and direct the tossed ball to their team. The "tradition" with this team is that they are so hot that they don't need to win the tip off so they send their guard. Not impressive to either the fans or the refs.
Then after a very long hard fought game they knocked over their chairs and left a ton of debris (water bottles, etc) on the floor. They left the gym after a grim congrats to our team instead of staying for the award presentation. They did come back out, but pretty much because it is the only way out of the gym.
Honestly, you never see bad sportsmanship from our team. At the very beginning of the year the players learn if you express anger or gloating on the court you not only end up on the bench, you are likely to end up in the stands. They are respectful to the coaches, fans, officials, and the game. It was shocking for us to see the contrast. I don't blame the kids because it was clearly coaching fail.
eta: If one of our boys ever left garbage on the floor they would be cleaning the whole gym. Our head coach don't play around.
Happy Valentine's Day.
I used to be a hater. But, now...well, I must indulge in a bit of boasting.
I have never been...*good*...at Valentine's Day. I always forgot, or ignored it, or, frankly, blew it off. But this year...
...Friday, Aims got home from work to find: 7 roses (one for each year we'd been married), Emeline packed and ready to spend the night with her Uncle Dustin, and me in a suit. We had reservations for a nice restaurant and a reserved room at the (fairly swanky, really) Mariott.
The funny part is, she'd just been complaining to her co-workers how lousy I was at Valentine's Day; how I never remembered, or did anything, or blew it off.
But the best part wasn't showing her up. The best part was the expression on her face when the plan was finally laid bare.
So, this is to Aims, posted here publicly and eternally (because silicon never dies): It was my pleasure. I love you, and cherish you, and I will work even harder to overtly show you this. It may not always be grand gestures such as this, but there *will* be the (more) occasional grand gesture. This I promise.
Because, though I know you know I love you...it makes us both better when I do something extraordinary to show it.
I love you, Aims. Happy Valentine's Day.
Awww, so sweet.
Happy Valentine's Day to all who enjoy it. . . and a Happy Year of the Tiger to everyone too.
MM, you are a most excellent husband. But we already knew that.
Yay year of the Tiger! (our team is the Tigers)
I am a V-Day hater, but I can't begrudge any genuine gesture of affection between people in love. Any excuse for that is good in my book. The more the merrier!
MM, you rock!
TCG and I celebrated Valentine's Day yesterday because we have to spend today with my family at a 50th anniversary for my aunt and uncle. We went to a movie and a nice restaurant(which will hopefully not be shut down by our curse) then came home and exchanged gifts.
MM just made me get teary AGAIN, the bastard!
MM, you rock like an expensive Amish-made rocking chair with Keith Richards in it.
My lower-key V-Day is involving The Boy making pumpkin waffles in the kitchen for me right now. Noms.
I never considered this a religious holiday, so it doesn't bother me that it allegedly is one. I'm all about the waffles.
Happy Year of the Tiger to everyone too.
Tiger YAY!
Just lovely, MM.
We ate not giving any gifts this year, as all our money is going to the front yard. Plus poor DH is sick, so our big plan for the day is going to Lowe's to buy a lounge chair for the backyard for my mom's visit next week.
