Old School
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 at 11:53AM
My husband LOVES basketball. He’s been outraged recently by this Lebron Wade and Chris James trade thing, or whatever. Personally I don’t get it. I’ve tried. Goodness knows I’ve tried. But I can’t understand why someone would watch a game for two hours that almost always comes down to a shot in the last minute to win the game. Why not just tune in for the last minute?
Here’s what I DO know about basketball. Ian played it in high school and apparently was pretty good. So now he gets together with his best friend and fellow basketball fanatic Jack (that’s another blog altogether) every Tuesday night to relive his youth, break a good sweat, and (fingers crossed) not fall to the ground clutching his chest.
Ian, if you’re reading this sweetie, I’ve decided to follow your lead and spend one night a week reliving MY glory days. Starting next week, every Tuesday night you can find Shelley and me parked in a Fiero in the parking lot of McD’s having a smoke.
Love you.
E
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I’m a (usually) loving stay at home Mom to two (usually) great kids that I (usually) adore.
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Sharon said...
Oh Erin, for a moment I thought you were going to relive your former glory days as a song & dance girl and say you were going to go to the Zumba classes down at the gym. I'm actually considering this for the fall - taking a dance class one night a week! Ha, should be a good one.