The Boys of Winter?

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As basketball season gets started, I realize how different our life has become. This time last year we were marking up the calendar with all of the basketball games in Matt’s senior season. You don’t realize with your first born how much you are going to miss not only them, but their activities when they are gone. So this year, I can’t help but be thankful that last year I didn’t miss a game.

You guys know I am a huge fan of football but I am also a big fan of high school basketball. Maybe it’s because all of my boys have played since they were little and two of them continued to play in high school, maybe it’s because we have a basketball court in our back yard and I adore seeing the boys and their friends play, maybe it’s because I was a basketball cheerleader all through my high school years and loved the fast pace of the game. Whatever it is, I know that there is nothing like the feel of a high school gym packed out with people waiting on the game to start. There is an energy and excitement that nothing else matches. It also doesn’t hurt that it’s inside… you know I hate the cold!

What I won’t miss is the stress! I just can’t help it, if I have a dog in the hunt I’m not a calm person. I get super excited and really love the intensity of a fast paced game but people, when one of my boys is on the team it is S T R E S S F U L!! Now, I can’t tell you what the team’s record was last year, but I know there were far too many close games. Games that were decided by last minute shots and overtime… knowing we would either be crazy happy or devastated the whole ride home. No, I won’t miss that part of the game.

What I will miss the most is the car ride home which consisted of good food (that had to be bad for us!) and great conversation. There is nothing like the residual energy after a game, win or lose. We’d be driving home from wherever and get to have some of the best talks ever. So this year as the season gets started I’ll be a bit sad knowing all the conversations that won’t take place and all the really good food that was oh so bad for us that won’t be eaten!! Taco Bell anyone??

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30 Years And Counting…

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We’ve been friends for 30 years… 30 YEARS PEOPLE!! That is a really long time to continue liking someone who is not family and we not only like each other, we truly love each other and cannot imagine doing life without the others. We’ve definitely had our share of STUFF- cancer, divorce, career changes, infertility, marriage issues, faith crisis, children and so on but the one constant? Unfailing love and support.

It started innocently enough, we were at cheerleading camp the summer before heading into our junior year of high school. Each room was a suite for four people so my best friend and I looked around to find two unsuspecting souls others to share a room with us. Our eyes locked with theirs and a beautiful friendship was born. I know most of you found your dearest and best friends in college. Maybe you were sorority sisters or were random roommates/hall mates but we are part of the smallest friend group in the world- lifelong friends from high school. We didn’t go to the same college, in fact we set off to three different schools yet we not only stayed best friends we became closer with every year.

Once all the kids were old enough (we have 11 amongst the 4 of us) we decided it was time for some girl trips. (I’m sure when you think of girl trips you think of wild, crazy, not family friendly times but we are a different breed… no, we are NOT boring, just different thank you) We can spend an entire weekend watching movies, eating amazing food, playing cards and talking, lots and lots of talking. I use the term “watching movies” loosely because we’ve started hundreds of movies on these trips and yet only Shawn and I tend to see the endings. I don’t care if we start the movie at 8:00pm, Kay and Lynne are just not going to make it to the end. It’s like it is engrained in their brains to release melatonin and fall asleep before the ending. I’m seriously not making this up people!! Inevitably breakfast is spent with Shawn and me recapping the movie for the sleepy heads sometimes having to start from almost the beginning (Lynne has actually fallen asleep before the opening credits finished but don’t tell her I told you, K?) Is it weird? Yes, but it’s just what we do.

Now that the kids are mostly in high school and up, we’ve gotten more creative with our trips. When you have four people splitting one room you can afford to go places that are super nice like the St Regis or the Ritz-Carlton (feel free to comp our room hotel people) and that is exactly what we do. We’ve started working our way through the east coast Ritz-Carlton’s one by one always staying at club level. Why club level you ask? One word, MACAROONS. Yep, Lynne is our self-proclaimed travel agent and she is in LOVE with macaroons. (I think she single handedly created the great macaroon shortage in Key Biscayne Florida in the summer of 2012 but I can’t prove it.) Another perk of staying at club level at the Ritz? ADULT ONLY POOL. Hello!! We’re there to enjoy a break from our family so it’s the perfect place to hang out and what else, talk.

So ladies, as we celebrate the 30th anniversary of being the Awesome Foursome, I want to take this time to thank you. Thank you for not sharing with my kids all the trouble I may or may not have gotten into, times that I made a fool of myself in front of a boy and most importantly, how gifted I am with a roll of toilet paper and a few trees. Remember, I know your secrets too!

TGIF

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T G I F… funny how we all know what that means: Thank God It’s Friday! I don’t really remember when it happened but at some point in my life I began to look so forward to Friday. Maybe it was because Friday was the night you’d get to have sleepovers with your friends and possibly go to the high school football or basketball game even though you were just in middle school. Friday meant you could stay up late because Saturday mornings were for sleeping in (we didn’t have Saturday morning sporting events when I was little- Praise God!) Friday’s were typically pizza lunches at school and dinner out at Bonanza or the Western Steer. The best part is, Fridays just got better and better as I got older. People, there is just NOTHING like Friday night high school football, whether you’re a cheerleader, band member, part of the team or just a fan in the stands. Even now I’ll hear a certain song or cheer and be instantly transported to the sidelines at Central High School in Carrollton, Ga. There was just so much to love about Fridays growing up!

I still love Fridays but for different reasons. I get to see my Friday morning girls at Bible Study. I get to stay up as late as I want because I can sleep in Saturday morning. There is high school football in the fall and high school basketball in the winter. Plus, now that I’m grown I get to choose the restaurant and there is always a good Mexican place with hot cheese dip!

Hmmmm….. now that I think about, Fridays really haven’t changed all that much. Maybe that’s what I really love about Fridays, they make me feel like I did when I was kid. Well except for the fact that Dad no longer gives me a twenty as I’m walking out the door to pay for everything… oh, well you can’t win them all. TGIF people… TGIF!!