A Sunday Stroll

Sometimes, a leisurely stroll through the Zoo is all you really need. 

I dont get it...

I admit, I don't get it.  The amount of people who are genuinely sad about the last movie of HP being released, I don't get it.  There are so many adults, graduates from college (some with multiple degrees), married, kids, whatever- who are sad about the ending of this series.  I never liked it- I saw 15 minutes of the first movie and hated it and just didn't understand why so many people- nerds- were into these books.  People I love and respected too, Mom, Patrick, Brooke Ward (who is an awkward fanatic about the series), and even my Brooke at one time.  One of the books was released during our Honeymoon and Brooke spent much of her time reading that book..... Anyway, people I really respect are into it and I just cant fathom why?  I see so many people talking about how they grew up on these books and have invested 12 years of their life (or whatever it is) and now they don't know what to hold on to.  I generally respond with maybe something you know...for adults?  Regardless, I love to tease all the dorks who are seriously into this dude. I once met a very attractive girl who had Harry's lightening bolt tattooed on her ankle...not hot.  What degree is Harry getting at Hogwarts anyway, his PhD?  I mean seriously, this thing has taken forever and Harry must be like 35.   I saw on the news and read in the paper about so many grown ups who let their inner dorkiness out and dressed up for this movie last night and were crying when it was over...seriously crying.  What is wrong with you people? 

But then I thought about how many kids/teenagers/young adults spent their summers reading these books.  Many of these books were 700+ pages.  To me, that is the power of Harry Potter.  Even if I don't appreciate the subject matter, I can get behind the fact that so many people were reading books that would have otherwise been sitting around doing nothing productive, hating their life, and probably being angry at their father for something.  While I prefer books that will educate you about our past, the act of reading anything does make you smarter so for that I can respect the HP books.  I am not sure I have had any "fantasy world" aspect of my life that I cared as deeply about in the same way as these Potter nerds care about Harold.  They have now had 7 books and 8 movies to invest in, something that may never be matched again.  So while I don't get it and like to poke fun, I totally respect the fact that many of these fans spent a lot of their time reading these very long books.  Good for them. 

I for one am glad it is over and not really sorry to see "part of their childhoods ending." I guess I am strange too.  While kids were reading Harry Potter, as a kid I was reading Killer Angels and wishing I had been born in 1835 (as opposed to being a student at Hogwarts).  So to each their own.  Don't be sad that it is over, be thankful that you had something you view as so powerful to be such a part of your life.  You were reading books about wizardry and trying to figure out who you were in this world, while many of us were out getting laid stood on the outside looking at you thinking.....WTF?

Anyway, I've spent too long on this topic and must get back to watching The Empire Strikes Back for the 178th time. 

U-S-A U-S-A

I have to admit I have a healthy crush on Hope Solo.  I don't think I am alone in this, I think most heterosexual males have the hots for her.  The thing is, she isn't the only hottie on the team.  There are a few really good looking girls on this years women's World Cup team.  Even down to the youngest girl on the team, Alex Morgan (and her pink sports bra)- who scored her first goal today during the beating of France (which is always good).

I also admit that it doesn't matter what the sport or game is, if it is America I will pull for us.  I get even more excited when we do well and have a chance at winning.  After all, we are Amurca, the greatest country on earth.  I love this team, still hate the game of soccer, and it honestly has little to do with how good they look.  I love how they play. As a coach, they really get me fired up to watch them.  They play so hard and so well.  They could really show the men a thing or two if nothing else, how to play with heart. Something the men's team totally lacked when Mexico spanked us.  Plus, they never give up, you can never count them out.  They play so well it makes a boring game go by fast and is entertaining to watch.  I swear, I would have Abby Wambach play for any team I coach.  She is very inspiring with the way she plays and leads that team.  She is a total monster out there.  To be honest, all of this makes me a little more excited to have 4 girls.  Most women's sports do not translate well to tv or translate at all.  It is slower, less exciting, and if there is any emotion- it just seems fake.  Not this team.  I don't know if my girls will ever grow up and play for a world cup team but now I know that my girls have some athletes to look up to,  just as I did as young boy. 

Sunday, 2 PM is the time that we take on Japan for the World Cup title.  I highly recommend you all check it out- they are something to watch.  You go girl(s).  

What a long strange trip it's been.....

This trip starts on April 19th when Brooke and I went to the hospital unsure if we were going to have Hadley then or not.  It was a roller coaster day but on the next day our new bundle of joy was with us.  Mimi and Pops stayed about a week, we celebrated Baylor Grace's birthday, then I had to fly up to Chicago for work.  After about a week and half home, we went for a long weekend in Nashville.  I had to go to Memphis for work that weekend.  That long weekend turned into almost the rest of May.  Brooke's grandfather passed away and she had to go to Boston for the funeral. I stayed back in Nashville with the big girls.  We came home at the end of May for about a week and half before we left on Vacation for 10 days.  Valdosta, Longboat Key, Disney, then home just in time for Fathers Day.    We were home for another week and half during which time Mimi and Pop came up (with KiKi) for Carolines birthday.  We left again on June 29th for Nashville and just got home yesterday.  During that time I went to Memphis again for work and back.  I'm not sure I can find my way around this house, I haven't really been here in a few months.

It has been an absolute whirlwind since Hadley was born. We have been all over the place for work and for pleasure.  The greatest thing about it is we have been together.  I wouldn't wont it any other way and it is those times that helps me get through the hard times with work during the year.  I need to thank Mom and Dad for watching the dog.  Mimi and Pops for putting up with us and having their electric and water bills skyrocket because of our stays.  Brooke Ward for going on vacation with us, and anyone else along the way who has made these past few months as good as they were.

What a long strange trip it has been.....and I guess it never really ends.

Sorry for the lack of updates.....

Sorry for the lack of blog posts, I am currently in Memphis working our Fraternity Convention.  You can expect of course that I miss my girls and wish that we were that we were together.  Having said that, it appears as thought they are having a good time without me.

Dancing......

and drinking......Reagan looks like she is having too good of a time (just like her Mom in college).

My most patriotic moment

On this 4th of July I have been thinking about what it means to be to me part of this great nation. What was my most patriotic moment...???  I have never worn the uniform of those who protect this nation. I couldn't begin to imagine what that moment is like when you put that uniform on for the first time.  I was born in the country to parents who were born in the country.  Being a citizen of America has always just been assumed.  But I have to say, I feel I have had a pretty patriotic moment.

In the year 2001 myself and 3 of my fraternity brothers decided to go to the first George W. Bush Inauguration. There were a lot of cool moments those few days starting with when we pulled up to the hotel and the paparazzi started snapping pictures of us.  We were staying in the same hotel where the official Presidential Ball was (Black tie and Boots Ball), so they assumed we were someone famous.  We also had somewhat backstage access because another fraternity brother worked for the new VP.  Meeting Robert Duvall was cool- he is much smaller than I imagined.  Meeting Troy Aikman was neat, he was much bigger than I imagined.  Condi, Dick, even Bush were all kind with a handshake and a brief conversation.  NONE of that beats the one moment with my fraternity brothers that brought one of them to tears. 

We are walking around the day of the Inauguration and the staff is getting all the different ballrooms together. Again, normal folks couldn't be where we were but we had special lapel pins that gave us clearance.  We don't notice anything too special in the rooms, or anyone too special until we get to one at the end of the hall. Inside we hear someone playing the Lee Greenwood song, Good Bless the USA.  We were shocked because it seemed like someone had the CD cranked way up.  We pop our heads in to see what was going on and to our amazement there was no CD playing but Lee Greenwood was up on stage, singing the song, doing a sound check.  We looked like deer in headlights but as he was singing he sort of waved us in.  We were the only other people, in this huge ball room, with Lee Greenwood singing one of the most "Fratastict" songs ever.  So the four of us stood there, right in front of the stage, arms around each others shoulders.....and sang a long.  By the end, one of my friends was in tears- something he did almost every time that song was sung.  To be there with Lee (I guess we were on a first name basis at that point) himself, singing that song to us, for the upcoming celebration of the President....it was pretty damned cool.  Probably the most patriotic moment of my life. This was all before 9/11 and everyone had an unknown since of naivety at that point. A lot has changed since then and an innocence is sort of lost but I think the song holds true more now than it did then.

I have since learned what the first verse of the song really means...and the older I get the more I can appreciate it.

Your Three Words

Good Morning America does a segment that I love called "Your week in just three words."  I am a sucker for these clips.  The clips that deal with Cancer and the military get me every time.  I have thought seriously about sending a clip in...what do you think? Should I?  Anyway, I wondered what some of y'all would say if you only had three words to say it?  Let me know in the comments section and who knows, maybe you will see my three words on GMA some weekend.