Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Ok. So since moving here we have been less than happy with our home telephone. Apparently our phone company gave us a number that had been used for a hair salon of some kind. So we got annoying phone calls asking "how much for dreadlocks?" and what seemed to be some debt collectors calling for the salon. So we got them to change our phone number. Before we can even give our number out, we are already getting phone calls. Now I don't know who is calling, but I assume its telemarketer, since no one has our home number. So we decide to think of all the fun we can have instead of getting angry that we are getting telemarketing phone calls. We have decided that since it is the Christmas season that we will sing Christmas songs to the telemarketers. So anyone calling our house, gets a Merry Christmas. :) The kids have enjoyed this so much that there is excitement when the phone rings. Now to decide what funny things we can say once Christmas is over...
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
So the Nebraska Cornhuskers are a big deal in our house. When I married my husband I more or less hated football, tho I did have a team I was a fan of...Michigan. BUT...I didn't watch the games, and if there was a game on and I wanted to know the winner, I just wanted to know who won at the end of a game. I didn't have any interest in spending hours watching a football game, and I didn't know the rules anyways. The first game that Nebraska and Michigan played years ago, Michigan was all set to win, and then Nebraska won at the.very.end. I was so mad, I was so looking forward to my team winning and giving my husband a hard time about it. We were watching that game at our families house and it was a LONG drive home. Well, in later years, I decided to become a Husker fan, mostly because I didn't want to feel left out in my own home. My husband is a HUGE Husker fan, and our kids were becoming fans as well, so it was join in or be the odd ball out. (My husband was not going to let one of his offspring become a Michigan fan...they could like Michigan, but the Huskers had to be their favorite team.) Fast forward to now. Our eight year old son saw the Florida Gators on TV, and has decided he likes them. I think sometimes he likes them as much or more than Nebraska. This has driven my husband nuts. He NEVER thought one of his boys would have a favorite team besides the beloved Huskers. SO the other day my husband says to our son, "Son, how many wives are you going to have when you get married?" He then goes on to explain that football is like marriage. Marriage is ONE husband, ONE wife. The same goes for football. ONE favorite team. I couldn't help but laugh! :)