Sunday, August 23, 2009

Brett Favre & the Purple Monster

So we drafted for the 2009 Fantasy Football team tonight. I wore my usual outfit for this event ... my number 4 Brett Favre Packer jersey. It bothers me slightly that I have to say it is a Packers jersey. One could assume it was a Jets jersey or (I shudder as a write this) a Vikings jersey. Why? Why? Why couldn't he have retired as a Packer? You have to admire the man's spunk. He does love the game. It must be hard for football players. You have found a career that you love, and yet you are forced to give it up because you're too old ... at 40!!! I admire his tenacity ... I just wish he would make up his mind and stop giving his wife and the rest of us ulcers! But secretly, I have to admit ... I love that I get to watch him play another year. I just hate that it will be as a Viking. But I'll be rooting for you, Brett, even as you take the field in that nasty purple jersey. I hope you show them you're still the greatest quarterback of all time.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The Sweetness of Absence

As a stay-at-home mom, I am with my darling little girl 24/7. On occasion, however, my husband and I will leave her with a sitter. Sometimes he will watch her so I can have some alone time. It is every Sunday though that we leave her in the nursery at church with trusted nursery workers. To whom, by the way, I am much appreciative! This past Sunday, I walked into the nursery at the conclusion of service. My angel sat on the floor with Sis. Gretchen, intently listening as Gretchen read her a book. Her little hand was patting Gretchen's leg. I quietly watched with pride and love showing through my eyes. I discreetly sat on an empty chair. Suddenly, my baby looked up and saw me. Her face lit up. "Mommy! Mommy!" she squealed as she immediately got up and as fast as her little legs would carry her, came barreling into my arms. This is what I call The Sweetness of Absence. While I miss her as soon as I am away from her, I cannot express how sweet it is to see the love written on her face and the love in her voice as she speaks the word Mommy. I cherish this and every moment.