This link is a clip from one of my Dad’s college football games. He played at Tech. He is the offensive cornerback in the first play that dives over the guy that ducks. Yeah, I have no idea what I just said right there but it sounded cool-right? You see his number (33) for like a half a heartbeat.
Isn’t that neat? No photos to show for myself yet from the recent trip, I’m waiting for the emails that will have them attached. I’m back at home and need to do laundry for about a month. Also I need to get myself on a treadmill. Did I mention the food? The food was unfreakin’ believeable. I learned how to make THE tamales- a family holiday dish we all clamor for (and unsurprisingly a grand pain in the ass.) But I’m glad I will preserve this family tradition. I will invite a select few to come over when I make them to learn and/or provide *free* slave labor. Did I mention what a pain in the arse they were to assemble? And how they have to be “just right” before you steam them or everything will just ooze right out?
(*You will be paid in tamales!)
