Long Lost Brothers?

I recently (last night) watched the championship game of the Las Vegas NCAA basketball tourney. This game was between the BYU cougars and the North Carolina Tar Heels. I think that Tyson may post on how awesome UNC is so I will not go into great detail. Suffice it to say that the Tar heels barely pulled it off. I was worried for a bit there. NC didn't pull away until there were about 4 minutes left, but that doesn't matter. The zoobies gave a good effort, but there were too many white boys on the team and they just ran out of steam. Oh ya, and Psycho T plays for NC. What a stud. Watching the game, I couldn't help but see none other than my brother-in-law Jason out there with the #50 jersey on. I am thinking that they may be brothers, or at least cousins, because the resemblance is scary. I am hoping to cash in on this relationship to get some sweet tickets to the Duke game in Chapel Hill. Anyone with me? Alright. Anyway... pretty weird. I thought Jason was in Japan for two years. Maybe that was just a cover to go play for coach Williams. I report, you decide. And remember - You stay classy team awesome.

So Soothing...

Ok, so the turkey bowl was a big success today. I will tell you the two stats that matter. 1. We won. 2. I caught a touchdown. Pretty sweet but as you all know, I am an old man. I have put on like 30 pounds since Tyler was born (I'm not sure how) and I am slow. Since the grass was about as soft as concrete, I had some bumps and bruises. Nothing too big. So I get home and take a shower. While in the shower I think "Hey, why don't I just plug this up and take a bath with the jets on. Awesome. It is not a hot tub, but it is as close as I am going to get. It was awesome. So, I would suggest taking a bath to heal all wounds. Your aching body will like you a little more. Plus, Ernie likes taking baths. We all want to be like him, right? Except for the weird relationship he has with Bert. Maybe they played basketball at Duke. Anyway... I forgot how awesome baths are - you just gotta shower first so you don't sit and soak in your own sweaty filth. Yummy.

3 Things You May Or May Not Need To Know...

The first thing of note here is mostly for Tyson as none of you have traveled the world reading meters as we have. Friday I went to read meters in Delta. Tyson already where I am going with this. Let me just say that I found my dream retirement destination. Picture a beautiful lake just minutes west of Delta. Now, take that lake and put a gorgeous rambler (trailer) right up next to the shore line. Next, make sure that there in NO grass in sight. Sage brush is ok, just no grass - dirt roads too? Of course.... There you have it - Sherwood Shores. What a place. I now believe everything that Tyson told me about. It really is that awesome.
Next... Our Christmas stuff is up. I know, Riley has had his up for a month, Tyson has been singing along with Kenny "the Roaster" Rodgers for 2 weeks, and Colby has been on the freaking Polar Express and visited the north pole. I thought I should get with the program. So I did. It is all up. Christmas tree, stocking holders, garland, lights, everything short of 2 or 3 things that will be added shortly that we are still working on. Anyway... it is now Christmas time in the Hub and at home. Most excellent.
Now, this next and final thought is about food teamwork. There are some mind boggling sauces out there. Here are a few: Honey Mustard - for nuggets, Tarter sauce - for fish and chips, Amazing sauce - for wings, Horseradish sauce - for prime rib, BBQ sauce and beef, etc. But last night my wife and I partook of (not for the first time, and definitely not the last) Red Robin's fry sauce. Oh my goodness. Best sauce ever! Period. I could seriously eat their steak fries smothered in that stuff until I died. It would take about 3 hours to do so, but I would love every second of it. I beg of you if you have not partaken of this sensation yourselves to get the Red Robin ASAP and enjoy.

Note: Red Robin did not pay my to endorse them, but if they did I would make them do it in fry sauce. So good.

Where There's Cold...

Before I get started I would like to apologize to all those that will be in Gilbert on Christmas Eve. This post involves cold and snow. Those in Gilbert this Eve will be either on the golf course or in the pool. Not a bad place to be.
I was going to wait until it snowed to post about this, but I am not patient enough. The clouds have been stingy as of late and I don't like it. I hate driving in the snow, but snow is good for a couple things. One of those is skiing. Now, whether we go to Alta or Brighton or wherever; and whether I ski or snowboard, doesn't matter. What does matter is that I am pumped and you all need to know it. Let me just list a few things I look forward to...
1)Getting like 2 inches of air off the "jump" on the bunny hill. That jump is so awesome.
2)Getting my face freeze burned by wind and powder as I ride the lifts. Awesome.
3)Eating like 4 meals worth of food in 10 minutes at lunchtime. Sandwiches and chips will always win.
4)The picture that your mom will no doubt take while everyone is standing there losing precious daylight.
5)Skiing in and out of the trees as quickly as my yellow belly and futile skills permit.
Just had to get this off of my chest. Call it my native American rain, errrr snow dance post.

War 40 days until I am on a mountain looking down and planning my route.
War 40 days 'til the fat man cometh.
Unwar finding coal in your stocking. Be good, be nice.