We are just about 5 days, 8 hours and 43 minutes away from the opening of #7 Virginia Tech's football season in Atlanta against #5 Alabama (but who's counting...).
I. can't. wait.
This is what I'll be occupied with for the next several months.
Plus, I love this man, ESPN college football analyst, Kirk Herbstreit.
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If you think I'm joking, check out this picture of me carrying a sign that I got on ESPN Gameday in Blacksburg that said, Herbie Be My Lovebug.
New people who hang around our family always go through somewhat of an initiation. It's especially fun when the newbies are on the gullible side.
In August 2001 at my parents' lake house in Bumpass, Va., our tubing friends Katie and Eric came to visit us from Charlottesville.
My Dad likes to challenge folks to The Funnel Game.
The premise is to place a medium sized funnel in the waistband of your pants, tilt your head back while balancing a quarter and try to drop it forward into the funnel without using your hands. 
To start, you have a few people try it to show how easy it is to do.
Then you have the new person do it a few times successfully so they gain a sense of confidence. If necessary, you can up the ante a little and have the victim person stand on one leg and do it.
After a few attempts, you have the person balance the quarter for five seconds and count it down before dropping the quarter.
Insert insane amount of laughter and The Funnel Game is over!
I know I showed two magnets on my main fridge last time but this is a magnet on a different fridge in our house.
Located in our "party room" and just above the two beer tap handles on Betty, the kegerator, this magnet hangs. 
I like the irony of it being above the beer when it's referencing wine.
Who hasn't felt like this on some days?
This past Saturday with our dogs safely staying with The Neighbors at their lake house, we drove 90 minutes south to Nags Head, NC in the Outer Banks (OBX). We met up with Kim and her family plus a few other couples.
Hurricane Bill (not so much) was somewhere in the Atlantic and making waves. The red flags were up and swimming was banned. The penalty for swimming was either paying $250 or dying. Your choice.
Since the kids couldn't swim in the ocean, we headed back to the motel to get in the pool.
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The Neighbors took our dogs to their lake house in North Carolina for a long weekend while we spent a night in the Outer Banks with our friends.
They came home exhausted after running up and down the big hill between the house and the water and swimming and jumping off the dock. 
Sydney isn't pictured because apparantly after day two, she didn't want to run down to the dock too often.
Caroline found a trusty babysitter for Ethan in Sandy.
They had a good weekend but like us, were glad to be home.
Before Tim and I got married in Jamaica, we lived with The Neighbors in what was universally referred to as The Frat House for two months as we were transitioning between our condo and our new house.
As I have referenced before as Mens' Bowling Night, the household consisted of Tim and I, Caroline and Chris, Eddie his wife Kat and Steve and four dogs. Everyone in the previous sentence has either been in the military or still is except for me, Kat and the dogs.
Someone came up with the idea the year before to have a Beer-decathalon. A series of 10 games that we all made up and agreed on before starting to see who could win. Most of them did involve drinking beer but some were just for fun.
Steve took the competition very seriously and dressed for success. He heckled the dogs before starting.
Some events included a HORSE in basketball, chug a beer through a straw, bobbing for lemons out of the hot tub, a dice game, cards and a few other random things.
It was great fun and we haven't done it since.
Now it's your turn. Find an old picture and share a story about it or why you wanted to share it now. Flashback Friday has no real rules other than to have fun. Please share the link to your actual post and not main blog below for others to find you. If you'd like the button, here's the code to include.
Depending on which friend or family member is visiting, I pull up some of the old folders and we browse through the pictures. Then I tell a Extremely Funny story relating to the photos and wish it had happened recently so I could post it on the blog.
Flashback Fridays was born.
To help you all slingshot yourselves into the weekend, please join me weekly and share your own old pictures and a story to accompany. If you're not much of a storyteller, just tell us why you like the picture(s) and why.
Be sure to come back on Friday and add your link for others to view as well.
Here is the button if you want to grab it for your site.
Tim brought home these two magnets a few years ago. From a distance, they look very June Cleaver-like til you read the talking bubbles.
I pause to read them every so often as I walk through the kitchen and giggle.
What color is your dress?
In August 2006, two men and two women set out on a road trip from Virginia Beach to Northern Virginia to see Jimmy Buffett in concert.
My brother Mike was an experienced Jimmy Buffett concert-goer but it was the first time for Tim, Caroline and myself. 
It was memorable for several reasons.
Here is explanation of Flashback Friday and other FF posts.
***For the first time, I'm testing the waters to see if anyone else would like to participate in Flashback Friday with me. Once you post, please come back and add your link to the specific entry below. I'm not sure how popular this idea will be so it's worth a shot.***
On Saturday night The Usual Suspects came over for dinner off the grill; The Neighbors, my sister and her two kids and my brother and his wife.
Since they're always never featured on this blog, here are a few of my better pictures from the night.
Besides having a 10-day old baby and two little girls under 4, Caroline brought figs off the tree in her yard wrapped in prosciutto.
We are just about 5 days, 8 hours and 43 minutes away from the opening of #7 Virginia Tech's football season in Atlanta against #5 Alabama (but who's counting...).
I. can't. wait.
This is what I'll be occupied with for the next several months.
Plus, I love this man, ESPN college football analyst, Kirk Herbstreit.
|
If you think I'm joking, check out this picture of me carrying a sign that I got on ESPN Gameday in Blacksburg that said, Herbie Be My Lovebug.
New people who hang around our family always go through somewhat of an initiation. It's especially fun when the newbies are on the gullible side.
In August 2001 at my parents' lake house in Bumpass, Va., our tubing friends Katie and Eric came to visit us from Charlottesville.
My Dad likes to challenge folks to The Funnel Game.
The premise is to place a medium sized funnel in the waistband of your pants, tilt your head back while balancing a quarter and try to drop it forward into the funnel without using your hands. To start, you have a few people try it to show how easy it is to do.
Then you have the new person do it a few times successfully so they gain a sense of confidence. If necessary, you can up the ante a little and have the victim person stand on one leg and do it.
After a few attempts, you have the person balance the quarter for five seconds and count it down before dropping the quarter.
Insert insane amount of laughter and The Funnel Game is over!
I know I showed two magnets on my main fridge last time but this is a magnet on a different fridge in our house.
Located in our "party room" and just above the two beer tap handles on Betty, the kegerator, this magnet hangs. I like the irony of it being above the beer when it's referencing wine.
Who hasn't felt like this on some days?
This past Saturday with our dogs safely staying with The Neighbors at their lake house, we drove 90 minutes south to Nags Head, NC in the Outer Banks (OBX). We met up with Kim and her family plus a few other couples.
Hurricane Bill (not so much) was somewhere in the Atlantic and making waves. The red flags were up and swimming was banned. The penalty for swimming was either paying $250 or dying. Your choice.Since the kids couldn't swim in the ocean, we headed back to the motel to get in the pool.
The Neighbors took our dogs to their lake house in North Carolina for a long weekend while we spent a night in the Outer Banks with our friends.
They came home exhausted after running up and down the big hill between the house and the water and swimming and jumping off the dock. Sydney isn't pictured because apparantly after day two, she didn't want to run down to the dock too often.
Caroline found a trusty babysitter for Ethan in Sandy.They had a good weekend but like us, were glad to be home.
Before Tim and I got married in Jamaica, we lived with The Neighbors in what was universally referred to as The Frat House for two months as we were transitioning between our condo and our new house.
As I have referenced before as Mens' Bowling Night, the household consisted of Tim and I, Caroline and Chris, Eddie his wife Kat and Steve and four dogs. Everyone in the previous sentence has either been in the military or still is except for me, Kat and the dogs.
Someone came up with the idea the year before to have a Beer-decathalon. A series of 10 games that we all made up and agreed on before starting to see who could win. Most of them did involve drinking beer but some were just for fun.
Steve took the competition very seriously and dressed for success. He heckled the dogs before starting.
Some events included a HORSE in basketball, chug a beer through a straw, bobbing for lemons out of the hot tub, a dice game, cards and a few other random things.
It was great fun and we haven't done it since.
Now it's your turn. Find an old picture and share a story about it or why you wanted to share it now. Flashback Friday has no real rules other than to have fun. Please share the link to your actual post and not main blog below for others to find you. If you'd like the button, here's the code to include.
Depending on which friend or family member is visiting, I pull up some of the old folders and we browse through the pictures. Then I tell a Extremely Funny story relating to the photos and wish it had happened recently so I could post it on the blog.
Flashback Fridays was born.
To help you all slingshot yourselves into the weekend, please join me weekly and share your own old pictures and a story to accompany. If you're not much of a storyteller, just tell us why you like the picture(s) and why.
Be sure to come back on Friday and add your link for others to view as well.
Here is the button if you want to grab it for your site.
Tim brought home these two magnets a few years ago. From a distance, they look very June Cleaver-like til you read the talking bubbles.I pause to read them every so often as I walk through the kitchen and giggle.What color is your dress?
In August 2006, two men and two women set out on a road trip from Virginia Beach to Northern Virginia to see Jimmy Buffett in concert.
My brother Mike was an experienced Jimmy Buffett concert-goer but it was the first time for Tim, Caroline and myself. It was memorable for several reasons.
Here is explanation of Flashback Friday and other FF posts.
***For the first time, I'm testing the waters to see if anyone else would like to participate in Flashback Friday with me. Once you post, please come back and add your link to the specific entry below. I'm not sure how popular this idea will be so it's worth a shot.***
On Saturday night The Usual Suspects came over for dinner off the grill; The Neighbors, my sister and her two kids and my brother and his wife.
Since they're always never featured on this blog, here are a few of my better pictures from the night.
Besides having a 10-day old baby and two little girls under 4, Caroline brought figs off the tree in her yard wrapped in prosciutto.
