Weekend Off

This was the first weekend in a while that we did not have anywhere to go, so we just relaxed.

Last weekend we went to College Station for the OSU game. We tailgated again, which was a blast. The weather was a little better this time, although it never got sunny as promised by the Weather Channel, so it was pretty cold...and most of us were unprepared, garment-wise. In my short sleeves, shorts, and flip-flops, I persevered. The game was at 11:30 am, so we had a pre-game tailgate and a post-game tailgate. Two for the price of one, baby! Lots of food, drink, and friends made it a pretty good time despite the outcome of the game, which the Ags lost 36-31.

I am not going to discuss the complete and total egg the Ags laid yesterday at KSU. When you are favored by 5.5 and lose by 45, there is not much to say. Mike Sherman lost a lot of fans this weekend, and it is going to take a huge turnaround to get them back.

Nancy is going on a cruise to Cozumel with some friends this coming weekend. She is leaving Thursday, while I am still slaving away at work. I don't know how she can sleep at night. But I will get my revenge the next weekend, when I am at a bachelor party and she is at home.

For now, it's back to patchin' up puppies and kittens tomorrow, so my wife can afford the $10 drinks and the casino on her cruise.

Aggie Football in DFW & Tailgating in the rain

We flew up to Dallas last weekend in order to partake of the 1st Annual Southwest Classic, the yearly football game against Arkansas in the new JerryWorld (aka Cowboys Stadium). We had big plans for this particular weekend that included an awesome tailgate for the 4 hours leading up to the game, the game itself where we would show that the Aggies are back by beating a good but not great Razorback team, wrapped up by a wild night of celebration.

Reality 3- Plans ZERO

The tailgate started out well enough...good food, good drink, good friends and a good tailgating spot. Then the rain came. Tailgating is not near as much fun when you are huddled with 20 other people under a 10 x 10 canopy. We did manage to get a few games of washers in, and we still got our eat and drink on, but good weather would have made it a lot more fun. Derrick went all out on supplies, so it was disappointing that we didn't get to partake as much as we had planned (especially after the game). Oh well...this is likely to be an annual gathering, so it will get better.

We wrapped up the festivities at 5:45 and headed over to the stadium. We had managed to get a pretty good parking lot for our tailgate, so the walk wasn't bad. The stadium itself is awesome. You can definitely see where the 1.2 billion dollars went. It just doesn't have that feel for college football though. You can definitely tell it is a more sterile pro stadium.

The game itself started out great. Our Offense scored on two of the first three possessions, and our D played inspired, with 3 straight 3-and-outs. Out to a quick 10-0 lead, things were looking good, we had all already lost our voices, and the place was hoppin'. Then two plays changed the game entirely. Now, I know what most of you will say...how can I say that two plays were the difference in a game that ended 49-17. Well, up 10-7 in the first quarter, our most sure-handed receiver breaks wide open down the middle, JJ hits him right in the hands, and he drops it! That sure TD (no one was within 15 yards of him) makes it 17-7 and we are on our way to the shootout most expected. Instead, we end up punting. Then, later in the quarter down 14-10, Arkanses fumbled deep in their own territory and we recovered. On second down, JJ is sacked and fumbles, and the Arkansas linebacker picks it up and returns it 85 yards for the TD. Two devastating plays within 5 minutes of each other completely took all our momentum and all the wind out of our sails. It was now 21-10 and we would never recover as we abandoned our running game completely. I took the loss hard, only because I expected a better showing. Not necessarily a win, but a better showing. Our team never gave up though, which is a far cry from the "Coach" Fran days and last year. At least I can see some hope for the Ags and rebuilding our football program.

As we left the game and walked out of the stadium, we were greeted by 6 inches of water built up on the concrete and a torrential downpour. That same walk that was "not too bad" before the game, was absolutely miserable after the game, and seemed 10 times as far. By the time we got back to the tailgate, everyone was soaked head to toe, and no one was in the mood to party...so we headed back to the hotel for an early night.

This weekend we are going to do it all over again. Only this time in the friendly confines of College Station. We've got our tailgate rations ready to go bright and early for the 11:30 am game on Saturday against a Dez Bryant-less OSU team. I think we win this one 35-31. That would almost make up for the big pile of cow dung that was last weekend's game. Almost.

Here are a few pictures from happier times early in the tailgate:

Me, Nancy, Tiff, Derrick, and Geoff

Me and Nancy

Derrick and his "artistic" apron

Weekends

Our weekends this fall are going to be pretty busy. We have one weekend before December where we do not have something planned. It's either a football game in College Station, an out-of-town football game (we are going to watch the Ags play Arkansas in Arlington at Cowboy Stadium and we are going to Boulder to watch them play Colorado), or wedding stuff (Derrick is getting hitched and also having his bachelor party this fall. Both on home football game weekends, I might add...since this is a happy time for him, I will restrain myself from killing him).

Two weekends ago, the streak started with Carrie, Nick, Logan and Brynna coming down to spend the weekend. We had a great time, although it rained the whole time they were here, so we didn't get to go swimming or to the Splash Pad. We went to Rainforest Cafe, which Logan loves. The kids got balloon animals made for them while we were eating and got to pick out a toy (or three) at the gift shop. We also went walking through the mall and got a Great American Cookie, played on the playground (where Carrie clotheslined a 5 year old kid to the ground), and played video games. We also burned up our leftover sparklers from the 4th of July. Logan enjoyed that for about ten minutes...then it was time to hunt bugs.

That is the kid's current obsession. He finds something he enjoys and goes all-out. First it was balls...baseballs, bouncy balls, nerf balls, it didn't matter. Then it was Star Wars. Now it is bugs. He is perpetually creating bug habitats out of tupperware bowls and leaving them all over the house to fester and rot with the carcasses of any insect or spider who dared show itself to him, along with mud, water, grass, sticks and mushrooms. Good times. There is also a pair of his dirty underwear apparently hidden somewhere in our upstairs. We have not found it yet.

Then Mom and Dad came to take Nancy out to dinner for her birthday and spend the night with us before her appointment on Monday. All her tests came back good, by the way.

Brynna and her penguin balloon animal

at Rainforest Cafe

Logan doing something weird, I'm sure

Brynna loves Shelby's toys

Logan and his turtle balloon animal

Carrie getting her eyebrows "threaded" at the mall

Nancy, either acting goofy or trying to take a normal picture and accidentally closing her eyes (she does that a lot)

Nick, Carrie, Brynna and Logan

I then spent the week hurredly building a cornhole game for our tailgate party. Cornhole is a beanbag game smilar to horseshoes or washers. In my research to find some plans to build a game board, I even found out there is a National Cornhole Association. Go figure. I spent the week staying up until all hours of the night building this thing from scratch, and finally got it done on Friday, the day before our tailgate. The only problem was that my custom-bought cornole beanbags did not show up before Saturday, despite my paying extra for rush delivery. So our plan B was to buy a cheap knock off beanbag game available at Bed, Bath & Beyond, use the beanbags, then return them after we were done. Worked like a charm, although the beanbags were a little lighter than the real thing, and filled with tiny plastic beads instead of kernels of corn. Oh well, it was better than nothing. Here are the boards after I finished them:

The tailgate was awesome. We rushed to College Station after I got home from work on Saturday morning and met everyone at the parking lot. We don't usually tailgate, just because there are only three of us that make it to EVERY game (well, when there's not a wedding ;)). We usually just hit our favorite local watering hole before and after the game, since it is within walking distance. But this time, Chad and his fiancee' Tabitha came down from Oregon, Brian and his bro and Jeff C and his wife all came in from San Antonio, and there was, of course, Nancy, Jeff, and I. We drank beer, cooked venison burgers and venison sausage, played a little cornhole, and drank some beer. Oh yeah, we also drank some beer. Then it was off to the game, where the Ags won...so it was a good day all around.

Then bright and early, Nancy got up and went downstairs at the hotel to eat Ramada's Texas-shaped waffles. These waffles are quite literally her favorite part of the whole football game weekend, and the entire reason we stay at this particular hotel. Then it was back to Katy to watch the Texans beat the Titans and clean up the ridiculous mess I made in our garage building the cornhole tables.

Oh yeah...last week Nancy also got in a wreck. She was turning into our neighborhood when some jackass decided to pass her, on the left, at a high rate of speed, while she was turning left. Thankfully, no one was hurt, although it scared her pretty good. That was last Wednesday, and she finally got a rental car from the guy's insurance company today...since her car is not driveable. They should be able to fix it though, since Ithink it is mainly body damage. Here is a picture:

This weekend, we have a football game too. But I am also going to San Antonio for a continuing education conference. I'll be skipping out on work Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Sounds like that would be a good thing, but I hate leaving for that long and trusting a relief vet I have never even met (my normal reliefinarian could not cover these days for me) with my business, clients, and staff.

Finally, I just want to wish a Happy Birthday to my incredible, beautiful, wonderful wife. Who is now only one year younger than me...for a couple of months at least.

Football Season

I'm so glad football season is finally here. There is something about this time of year that just makes me happy. I am also blessed with a wife that not only lets me go all over the place watching football, but actually gets as excited about it as I do. And she puts up with Jeff and I on an almost weekly basis, which I promise you is no picnic.

We went up this past weekend to watch the Ags play New Mexico. We actually won handily and looked like a real Division 1 football team. Things are slowly but surely looking up for the Aggies. We might actually be a factor in the Big 12 South within the next few years.

The next game is on September 15th, and instead of hitting the usual watering hole before the game, we are tailgating old school style. We haven't dusted off the tailgating gear in several years now, so it ought to be fun. I'll make Nancy take some pictures and I'm sure we will have plenty of good stories. So I might actually blog again soon. Crazy, I know.

Did I mention that I love this time of year?

Prayers

Nancy's Mom is having surgery this morning (Thursday), so keep her in your thoughts and prayers.


****UPDATE*****
Surgery went great. I won't post the post-op picture Nancy sent me.

New Truck

Okay, so that wasn't really the new truck I got. I don't think that truck is really my thing.

Here it is:

My New Ride

My truck was 7K miles past the warranty running out, and it started to hesitate getting into gear, as well as make a few funny noises. So we decided I needed to trade it in before it petered out on me. We ended up getting a pretty good deal on a new one...and Nancy cleaned my old truck really well- so it fooled the guys into thinking it was in good condition :) So they actually paid ME for it. We were afraid we may have to pay them to take it off our hands. It has been a great truck, and despite some really BAD luck with it, I loved ol' Blue.

When I bought ol' Blue 5 1/2 years ago (9 months out of vet school), my Dad went with me, since it was my first car purchase. The first place we went, Planet Ford, was less than friendly in general, and the salesman was a real ass. I told him what I was looking for, and he came back with their "deal", which happened to be a lease. Upon hearing the terms of the "deal", my Dad bangs his fist on the table angrily, stands up, and yells to the salesman, "You can do better than that. Damnit, he's a DOCTOR!" And with that, he stormed out of the showroom into the parking lot. There I was still sitting there at the little table with this salesman, trying to figure out what just happened. I stood up kind of sheepishly, looked at the guy and shrugged, and followed him out the door. We ended up going to Lone Star Ford instead.

The new truck is a little flashier than ol' Blue, but we like it.

The new truck: