With football season fast approaching the weather has seemed to have gotten my missive, CHILL OUT! Of course, give it five minutes and I am sure that the temperature will spike back up to 100*. But for now, I can almost see fall, just around the corner, peeking it’s head out to wave at me. If it is taunting me I will hunt it down and make sure it understands that I melt in this heat.
I got one of the best emails yesterday, time to start prepping for fantasy football. So the draft will be in a couple of weeks and I of course am desperate enough to go after some of my least liked players but only because I want to win this year. Gosh darnnit, I deserve it!!!
And with that exciting news and the temp/humidity behaving itself the past couple of days, I begin to start day dreaming of crisp fall days, the brilliant colors on the leaves and the ability to wear layers without sweating inside or outside the office.
This is almost better than actually having a date on a Saturday night. Give me some men in their uniforms tackling each other, my teams beating the crap out of their opponents and of course the shot of taking it all in my league and I am a happy girl.
And I got some good news yesterday as well. It looks like I will be taking my daddy to a Titans game next week. We will be in the suite of course because he won’t go unless that is the only option. Now pray that we don’t end up screaming at each other on the drive to Nashville or back. He tends to freak when I am driving (mom does the same) and well, when I am home, I drive the way I was taught. . .
Now to start researching for my team. I promise to be the best coach ever but guys, you better perform. I would hate for you all to have to deal with me when I am in a bad mood.