My favorite holiday... easy

Hey guys, I found out that this whole "blogging" thing has been working when I got my GA High School Writing Test thing score, which was a 320 out of 350 (!), so I think I'm going to post much more often. So, here we go... Well, I'm trying to think when exactly I posted last... (At the moment I'm opening another window and readin' my last post to try to remember) Ok, well, although it says that I posted the last one last Monday, it was actually Thursday. Starting from where it left off, Tech completely owned Miami in the football game, I'm pretty sure UGA better be watching their back, Tech is on fire and their comin'. The hockey game was great Saturday, Tech taking it to the bulldogs 5-3. Celia didn't freak out with all the crazy family, she ended up having a lot fun and likes the family. Last night, I went to my first actual wrestling tournament. Each wrestler was put into 6 man pools based on weight classes and it was set to be a round Robin, and if you won all of your matches, 1st place got a medal. I've been pretty ready to start my season and get a couple matches in because I finished the summer really well, and because of football, I haven't gotten a ton of practise in this season. Well, although the whole "5 matches for everyone" idea was far to large a goal to accomplish on 3 mats in one night, and no medals were handed out, :(, I had a pretty good day yesterday. I finished 2-0 with 2 pins, which I was happy about and I feel pretty good that this will be a good season. I got today off, so I'm starting preparations for turkey day, and it got me into a good mood, and I figured I would share my thoughts on what is easily the best day of the year, with Christmas a close second.
Ok, on the list of the best days of the year, many days come to the mind. Your birthday, that's always good, or until you start lying about your age, then it seems to take a strange turn to the negative. Christmas is always a favorite. What is bad about a day, or if your like us, a few days devoted to nothing but good family and presents (for the youngins out there). I have to say, if the question is my favorite group of days, it is definitely the 24-25 along with what ever day we see the Rules. I love all the people I see and it is just a great group of days. But if it is the single best day of the year in question, by far it has to be the day, the myth, the legend... Thanksgiving. Let me just take you through a typical Thanksgiving and maybe you'll be able to see why there is no question, I love Thanksgiving! So, I normally wake up pretty early for it to be a day off of school and watch the parade. I love the parade. I always end up taking my fasted showers on Thanksgiving because I always try to fit one in during a commercial break, and I have to say that I'm normally not too far off. Then, normally right before the parade ends, we eave to Aunt Dot's house. I adore Aunt Dot. She's such a cute little lady and she always seems so happy to see us. That part of Thanksgiving is always nice. It's good to visit with Grandma's side of the family, especially the ones we only see once or twice a year. After hangin with them and eating my first huge dinner, we leave for Memaw and Granddaddy's house to eat and hang out again. It's always great to see that side of the family, Great Grandma's always good to see and it's good to see the Wagners because we don't see them often either. We normally stay there the rest of the day, finishing off by watching the lighting of the tree. That's when I eat my second dinner. And I tell you what, my family, both sides of them, definitely know how to cook. So, with all the wonderful parts of Thanksgiving, how could you not love it. Ok, well thanks for readin' this, but I gotta run and start cooking for tomorrow. I'll see yall when I get the chance, and happy Thanksgiving! :)

My cool weekend

Hey, yall, I haven't posted anything for a little while, so I figured I would take a small break from my solitaire addiction to give you a small look into my shallow hindsight. For those of you not in the "know", Mom and Dad had a busy weekend planned. Sam's 8th grade team made it to the championships. Yay!!! The plan was, or at least as far as my parents knew, that we would show up to the 8:00 game about 30 minutes early, nothing out of the ordinary. My Uncle Bob, being that it was right after Mom and Dad's 20th Anniversary, and the fact that Sam had conveniently stayed at their house Friday, offered to take us out with them and Grandma to a dinner at a relatively fancy place. This was planned to happen at about 7, so we would just go straight from there to the game. It was going to be pushing it, but the dinner was going to be good, so we were cool with that. Uncle Bob and Grandma showed up at the house at about 6:30 to meet us and then we would follow them to dinner. I have to say, Uncle Bob was pretty slick with this, but he happened to get a call from a "realtor" who had happened to "leave his briefcase" at the old Bolink building and, since it was on the way, we were going to stop there on the way to the restaurant to give it to him real fast, but, since he had plans, we were not waiting on him. Well, we get in the car and head out. I spent the entire ride there trying to not bust out laughing as both my parents realized that rain was coming and were trying to figure out how to get raincoats so they wouldn't get wet. Sure enough, we pulled into the Bolink parking lot and all the big garage unloading doors were open, the parking lot was full, and there were people all hanging out of the open doors waving us in. "Surprise!" We had been planning a party for them since October, and we had them good. Well, the party was great, a little over 70 people showed up, and we never made it to the game. But, Sam's sacrifice for our wonderful parents paid off because they won (!) and will be playing in the junior peach bowl, so Sam still gets to cheer one more time. And by the way, I expect to see all of yall there! With such a great start to my week, and yes, my weeks start on Saturday, the rest of my week has been great. I turned in my football stuff Monday, :'(, and started Wrestling Tuesday, :). I'm out of shape, but it's been great gettin back into the Wrestling way of things. Last week was the official week in which I am the youngest kid around. Thank goodness I still have guy Alex (I have to say the guy being that him and chick Alex are now together) because he'll be 16 with me till 5 days before me. But Nathan, Brennen, girl Alex, and Celia all turned 17 in a span of 4 days. It sure is a good thing I don't have to wrestle this weekend because Tuesday I went to Celia's and ate cake and did all the Birthday stuff. Next week looks promising, starting with the UGA-GT hockey game Saturday night. GT is totally going to win and I'm in pretty good hopes that Celia won't freak out about all the family we're going with. I figure it would be best to meet some of that gang (Uncle Charlie) a little at a time, so Saturday night will be a good start. Well, the Tech football game is on, so I'm gonna run, but I figured I'd post something nice and... um... fluffy (?), and I ant to end by thanking all those that showed up last Saturday and I'll see yall when I can. Thanks for readin' this and I hope the best for all of yall.

A painful lesson to learn

Hey, I know I haven't posted a blog in a while, and I hate that, but I figured that I need to today. I'm afraid that this is probably going to be a shorter post, and won't be the normal witty outlook that my others have. I'm gonna post a happy, funny post here soon, but I had to get this off my chest, and, if the witty thing is what your looking for, I wouldn't mind at all if you turn off the blog now and never read this, just typing it is helping me plenty. Last night, in the first round of the playoffs, the Brookwood Broncos, my Brookwood Broncos, lost to North Gwinnett, ending our season and the careers of many of my brothers. I have to say, I wasn't overly hurt by the lost. In my eyes, football is just a small part of my life, at least the game is. But when the buzzer sounded, looking around at my fellow teammates, these people I've gone through so much with, I had to feel a new kind of pain, and I learned a horrible lesson to learn. The thing that truly bothered me was, I was seeing many of the seniors in tears, but they had nothing to be ashamed of. They had contributed all they could to the team. However, I also looked around and saw a few, easily being able to count them all on one hand, that didn't give it all. Some people, and not really just the 11 players on the team, was either putting all the effort they could, just unknowingly in the wrong direction, or was simply not doing all they could. And what hurt is that a few of these people would go on and on about the fact that they were doing all they could. After seeing these, especially a certin person who will remain unnamed, pace the sidelines as the clock counted down on our season with the look of disappointment, but not extreme surprise, a new concept of life hit me, and hit me hard. In this United States in which it is drilled into us as a child that our hard work will pay off for us, to see the reality of a few hurting the few hurting the many was almost a shock. During the post game meeting, Mason Howington, a senior on the team, completely broke down. This is a man who has done nothing but work for this team, he had nothing to be ashamed of, but the actions or possibly the lack of action on just a handful of people caused this man so much pain. It was one of those moments where you learn that the world is just a little more cruel. That thankfully unfamiliar snapping in one's chest when the world loses another aspect of innocence and fairness in a youth's eyes. I had to see first hand how, no matter how hard you work, it can still be taken away by someone else, and it hurt. I woke up this morning to a world just a little less fair, a little more cruel than it was yesterday. But as a wise man once said, what does not kill me makes me stronger and as unfair as it seems, this was all part of God's plan for me and my football family. We left that field last night beaten, broken, but stronger and more ready for the life ahead of us. For those of you that has read this post to the finish, I thank you and apologize if it seemed unorganized, I'm not use to writing like this. I promise I will post something light and funny soon, but I really needed to get that out. In the meanwhile, I'll see you if we run into each other, and thank you for caring enough to read this. I'll see ya.

I'm a liar, it's been forever since my last post... again :(

Hey guys, I don't know if you read my last post, but in it I promised to not leave yall in expectation of another post, then not post one in forever. Well, it turns out the I'm a liar and I'm just now responding. I'm afraid that i don't have any small narritive looking into some aspect of American society prepared (haha, yea, thats what I'm telling myself that I'm doing), but at least I can talk a little. Well, I don't know if I have told any of yall in person, but I'm having a great month. It seems that everything that goes on is just great. I don't know, but even the "bad" stuff can't dampen my mood. The last few games have been cool. We pulled it out in a cold, defensive, over-time win against Dacula 9-6. Then last night we beat South Gwinnett on senior night 21-7, which was cool. The rest of my life has been great too. For instince, after the game last night, i got a hug from someone other than my parents, not that they aren't cool. Today, I'm going to a couple little league games and then dinner, and the extrodinary Celia is coming with us. I definetly think that that is helpin' my mood. Not to get too sappy, but I really dig being with Celia. I've never had someone, since my sister was a baby at least, that was so ligitamidly happy to see me. It seems like I can do no wrong around her. It's cool, and I love it. Okay, off the sap train, which by the way is also kinda weird. I find myself doing all that sappy crap that I've always made fun of others for doing. Well, on that note, I'm afraid that I have to go to the store. I'll definetly try to post another post soon, but not to make any promises. I'll see ya!