But I decided why dwell on the yucky negative? Who wants to think about poop when they can think about…well…something that smells better? You get where I’m going with this?
So, in my decision to un-dwell on the negative, I decided to post about my fun excursion last night. Brandon and I went to the Jazz game with some members of his familia. It was loads ‘o fun to go to the last home game of the season, and even more fun when the Jazz massacred the Rockets. I only got in trouble twice (okay, three times) by Brandon when I proclaimed I loved Kirilenko so much I wanted to take off my shirt. It wouldn’t have been so bad, except I actually started to try. I also screamed at the ref and called him a REJECT for a lame call, but upon finding out the call had actually been in our favor, I happily sing-songed, “Just kidddding! Whhoooo-oooo! Go REF!”
I decided I wanted to be a hardcore fan, even if just for a night. So I started to clap and cheer frantically, and I somehow did this really awkward cheer/clap thing that resulted in the bangage of my elbow on a really sharp corner of my chair. After a few swears, (they were absolutely merited) I calmed down, but it reallllly hurts. It’s a bit swollen today, and I’ll admit that I’m a bit disappointed I didn’t break it. If you recall from a previous post, breaking a bone is something I’d like to accomplish in this lifetime. But sadly, my elbow is intact, just annoyingly sore. Oh well. Maybe next time?
Here’s a couple of pics from the night. Brandon’s thoroughly enjoying this kiss, for it’s the most action he got all night. The pic quality is a bit sketchy; it was dark and with my cell phone.
So, in my decision to un-dwell on the negative, I decided to post about my fun excursion last night. Brandon and I went to the Jazz game with some members of his familia. It was loads ‘o fun to go to the last home game of the season, and even more fun when the Jazz massacred the Rockets. I only got in trouble twice (okay, three times) by Brandon when I proclaimed I loved Kirilenko so much I wanted to take off my shirt. It wouldn’t have been so bad, except I actually started to try. I also screamed at the ref and called him a REJECT for a lame call, but upon finding out the call had actually been in our favor, I happily sing-songed, “Just kidddding! Whhoooo-oooo! Go REF!”
I decided I wanted to be a hardcore fan, even if just for a night. So I started to clap and cheer frantically, and I somehow did this really awkward cheer/clap thing that resulted in the bangage of my elbow on a really sharp corner of my chair. After a few swears, (they were absolutely merited) I calmed down, but it reallllly hurts. It’s a bit swollen today, and I’ll admit that I’m a bit disappointed I didn’t break it. If you recall from a previous post, breaking a bone is something I’d like to accomplish in this lifetime. But sadly, my elbow is intact, just annoyingly sore. Oh well. Maybe next time?
Here’s a couple of pics from the night. Brandon’s thoroughly enjoying this kiss, for it’s the most action he got all night. The pic quality is a bit sketchy; it was dark and with my cell phone.
And here, I snapped a pic of the court. We had really, really good seats.
2 comments:
hey,
Your eyebrows look so great in that photo, way to tweeze! I laughed at your view of the game and I think that the pic with you and Brandon is adorable and I bet he hates me for saying that. Way to be positive all day and I love that you find ways to be happy. it does all start in our minds.
Love,
Penny
i am trying not to laugh out loud in class, but i LOVE that your madre just told you "way to tweeze" in her comment! that's the greatest thing i've ever heard! haha i'm glad you had fun at the game!
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