1. No Thanksgiving photo from Phoebe and Sophie?
2. Where’s Marika?
3. Why, oh why, six years in a row, Greg*?
*Not even addressing YOU, Ms. Phone Caller before the field was even cold.
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Awwwwwwwwwww…. Is someone an Alabama fan/alum?
UA alumni–me, my husband, my father. UAH–my brother-in-law.
My brother, my nephew, my brother-in-law, my sister-in-law–Auburn alumni. Another sister-in-law–rabid Auburn fan. I don’t know what went wrong with them.
Ah, you are ignoring the Transitory Coaching Rule of Football – You can never expect anything from a team that is coached by anyone ever associated with the Miami Dolphins. It only took one season for them to mess up Saban. He should have come up to be the Def Coordinator in New England 😉
Hey Josh, you sneaking around my friends list again? 😉
Do you think that Miami can break the 0 and 10 today? Ha!
Yeah, you know me. I am that guy, hitting on all your hot friends 😉
LOL
I know this feeling. I’m an Aggie in a sea of Longhorn in-laws. Naturally, I tend to keep my comments to myself, especially when I’m at one of their homes.
They made it especially hard last night, when the only thing they could find to say about the fantabulous A&M-UT game was some play in which two Aggies collided with each other. “That was just hilarious!” I muttered, under my breath, “Didn’t help y’all win the game now, did it?” And then, as we were watching the Missouri-Kansas game, one said, “Ya know? The Aggies never really blitzed us.” Again I muttered, “Yeah well…we didn’t really need to, did we?” Ah college football: Testing family bonds for over 100 years.
I wonder what moment of genius prompted someone to say, “Let’s always schedule football’s fiercest rivalries during the Thanksgiving holidays so divided families can not only watch the games while stultified from overeating, but can also have one another close at hand when weapons are brought out after a bad call and an insult or two.”
I think they count on people being too far gone from the tryptophan to be able to reach for weaponry.
My bad.
Between work and Jeff living on the computer, I didn’t get anything taken/posted.
Here’s last year’s for you: (I had to redo the ‘year’s’ several times because I was paranoid about the apostrophe and I’m still not sure I got it right.)
You did a superb job with the apostrophe and this is one of my favorites, not only because the dogs look great and the picture is funny, but because I love it that you somehow talked your children into cooperating. I’m sure that’s much more difficult than getting the dogs to do what you want.
Two hands!!!! Will we make seven out of Sabin?