(kuh-reen-ing): v. A state of frenetic motion marked by swerving around the corners of career, family, friends and other fun stuff; generally a phenomenon that could derail a girl at any given moment. Hang on!
I'm a little behind in posting game photos... but here are a few from last weekend's game, which marked the Stallions first WIN!
Ty played well... in fact, he had an amazing interception. He jumped up in the air with the opponent, snatched the ball out from the air -- out of the other kid's fingertips, in fact -- and fought him for the ball all the way down. When they both landed on the ground we still didn't know who had the ball... and then, flat on his back, Tyler held the ball up in the air. His team went NUTS! The sidelines went NUTS!
His mother's reaction? Well... Full-Tilt Gonzo is about as good a description as there is.
Out of the 367 photos taken that day by the team photographer... also Tyler's mother... did she happen to get any photos of this amazing interception? That would be a big fat bummer of a NO, WE SURE DIDN'T... And we can thank the Full-Tilt Gonzo for that.
But here are few I did manage to get. (And by the way, I really did take 367 photos that day.)
Below: As the reformed soccer player, Tyler is the team kicker. In this shot he kind of looks like a reformed ballet dancer, too.
Very nice toe stand, son.
The next two photos are right after the interception. I recovered in time to at least get his teammates' mad props... but I know I'm still a total loser.
Above: Heading in after the game's over... WE WON!
Below: Celebrating with Dad... proof that teenagers are never too old for a hug.
We gave Dingo a bath today, and afterwards there's always a frenzy.
In his furious attempt to get the water off his fur as soon as possible, he used to go around the house rubbing himself on the carpets, the walls, the furniture... leaving a wake of white dog hair as he tore through the house. (Which is one of those super naughty things he's always doing. Naughty, Dingo, NAUGHTY!)
We quickly solved this problem by coralling him in the bathtub. Not only does he stay put, but this way we can also take the blow dryer to him to speed up the drying process (the dryer is set on warm, not hot, so all those PETA folks can relax). Thing is, he's not crazy about the dryer either... so in addition to trying to get rid of the water, he's also trying to escape the wind coming from that loud white thing the humans are pointing at him.
All of which makes for an endearingly schizophrenic performance... which we've captured on video for your enjoyment.
We hope you're as amused and exhausted by it as we are.
I'm not trying to stage a coup against social networking. Like television, the Internet and, well, technology in general, good things can come from it. But unfortunately, humans are wont to take a thing and contort, twist and mangle it into something that ends up being unhealthy on some level. Enter Facebook, which singlehandedly makes 500 million people unproductive at least, and self-destructive at worst.
And honestly, what the hell is up with people submitting themselves to the foolishness that is Facebook "friending?" I mean, didn't we all endure enough of that in junior high and high school??? Oh, dear. I can't get started... Suffice it to say that I just think it would be great if folks would read an article or two like this one and, God willing, come to their senses a little bit.
I realize my opinion on the matter makes me a social (networking) outcast, but that doesn't bother me. And you know what? It doesn't make these 10 reasons any less valid.
Just somethin' to chew on between all that friending and farming and quiz-taking.