Footbaaaaaaaaall!!!!

Here it comes again... football season. Matthew's favorite sport and one of mine as well. Conditioning starts tonight and next week practices will begin.

I've been really anticipating the season this year because last year, I was asked to be a booster club trustee. We've spent all year preparing: ordering uniforms, checking existing equipment, planning fundraisers. I feel like it is all coming together now.

For the next few months, Matthew and I, and sometimes Steven, will spend 8 hours a week at practices followed by Saturdays at games. We'll get home, do homework, eat supper and rush out the door to make it on time.

Our nights will get a bit crazier as we try to cram in as much family time as we can before showers and bed. Not to mention getting some of the housework done before I crash. Luckily, I am much more productive at night (read: not a morning person).

If you know me at all, you'll know that the real part I can't wait for is watching the games. I love to cheer and yell at football games. There must be something in the air in the fall that gets my blood pumping and my vocal chords quivering. I can't help but yell at the top of my lungs when I watch a football game.

Matthew is okay with me yelling as long as he can drown me out or doesn't hear me. Mike is not as cool with it. I know I embarrass him from time to time, but I really couldn't care less. It is an animal response to seeing warfare on the gridiron. I imagine much like the ancient Romans watching the gladiators... only without the mauling and bleeding. That is, as long as they have candy bars at the concession stand *wink*.