Friday, October 19, 2007
Football is running my life. Our dog, sadly named after a losing team in the NFL, was the first sign. Then came an endless obsession with football pools for my husband - one that even I found contagious enough to partake in one year (and, might I add, I not only won a week, but placed better than Greg). Countless hours are spent online researching the latest football news each week, and TSN seems to be the channel of choice at this house. Ever since I can remember, Sundays have been completely devoted to football, from the pre-game discussions through the 3 different time slots for games. And we watch them all. Well, not so much me anymore. I slowly came to realize the power football had over my husband when he nearly came right out and said I'd better not go into labour on a Sunday with my last pregnancy! And with the second one due within the season, you'd better believe that should I happen to be delivering a baby on game day, he'll be requesting a t.v. in the labour/delivery room! Especially if the Raiders play. Anyhow, most recently came the trek to watch an NFL game live (though a fantastic experience, clearly an indication of the football craze living on). And why I write about this at all is because, just this past week, we found inspiration in football yet again for the name of our second son. And so I leave you in suspense...
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
So Turkey day has truly fallen by the wayside in my family, though I plan to remedy that in the future... with some time to improve my cooking skills, namely, but also when Isaiah and Baby Rebelo 2 are old enough to build memories of it. Instead, we shuffled off to Buffalo to watch the Monday night football game against Dallas. It was nice to take a break from a life that has of late been one in which I am completely immersed in school!
Stacey & Ermal had purchased the tickets for Greg's birthday, so we decided to make a semi-weekend of it and went down to Niagara Falls (though didn't actually go to see the falls) on Sunday before crossing the border Monday for the game. We enjoyed five tours 'round the Skywheel, much to Greg's delight, and a haunted house attraction on the main strip... and of course some shopping at the outlets. The boys enjoyed a night at the casino while we girls had a pedicure at the spa in our hotel... since we're both preggo, we couldn't exactly live it up!
The game on Monday turned out to be a great one, rated one of the best actually. We had some pretty good seats and despite much of the crowd being completely drunk before the game even began, the Buffalo fans weren't as crazy as I'd heard them to be. Thanks for the game, Stacey and Ermal!
So, apparently we're embarking on new Thanksgiving traditions, though I must admit I really do miss the family get together of the typical feast. One day...