This past Sunday, before I headed to a bridal shower, I checked the battery on my phone, checked the time for the AFC/NFC playoff games, and posted on Facebook something about reminding myself that not every woman schedules her life events around the NFL, college basketball and other sports calendars. I'm the woman who set … Continue reading It’s not sports, it’s family…or I yam what I yam.
According to the Mayan calendar, the world as we know it will come to end on December 21, 2012. If that's the case, I better watch and attend as many games as possible in the next 347 days. And, if I do only have a little more than 11 months to overdose on college basketball, … Continue reading 347
That point of time and space
It's 2012 and if the Mayan calendar is correct, I better make good use of the next 333 days. As always, I decided to make a few New Year's resolutions, but with a slight twist. Gone are the resolutions of establishing a workout routine, saving more money, eating better. Those should be givens throughout the … Continue reading That point of time and space
A goat in Soldier Field, praying for field goals and pessimism in Shocker Nation.
Name three things that have caused me great irritation this past week. 1) It's amazing what happens when the QB goes down. Caleb Hanie has struggled at the helm, but there is no excuse for the implosion that is the Chicago Bears. They've looked like a beginning-of-the-season team with all of their mistakes and penalties. … Continue reading A goat in Soldier Field, praying for field goals and pessimism in Shocker Nation.
Don’t let your babies grow up to be Cubs fans
They're grooming my great-nephew to be a White Sox fan. For his first birthday he received a customized Sox recliner complete with cup holder for his sippy cup. I can't really blame them. Sure, his daddy is a die-hard Sox fan, but even if he wasn't, could you blame him if he wanted to … Continue reading Don’t let your babies grow up to be Cubs fans
The Beginning and the End
Last week my competitive spirit was still pushing me along in the wacky never ending world of fantasy baseball. While I managed to grab the #1 spot a few times, I've been lounging at #3 for most of this season. Not that I'm complaining, but now it's serious. A bet has been made. The individual … Continue reading The Beginning and the End
Believe it or not, I'm not talking about the heat. What I am referring to is the past few weeks of trades, signings, and the all-out frenzy that followed the announcement of the end of the NFL lockout. I hate seeing players released, traded, and waived. I become anxious with the signing of free agents. I … Continue reading Almost unBEARable
Mi familia: Coming together
From Francisco and Soledad Vasquez was born a family rich in culture, passionate in life, and rooted in love. Four generations later, we continue to celebrate this awesome legacy. Our grandfather was born in Juchipila, Zacatecas, Mexico. My grandmother in Parall, Chihuahua, Mexico. Francisco Vasquez came to the states searching for work and after a … Continue reading Mi familia: Coming together
The long haul
About this time every year I'm settling in for the long haul of summer. Those who know me know I'm not a fan of heat, bare feet, sweat and antarctic air-conditioning. There's also the span of time between the end of basketball season and the beginning of football that usually finds me catching a Cubs … Continue reading The long haul
Remembrance (in memory of John A. Graber, Jr)
There's a lot I could write about today, especially after the Bulls loss to the Heat last Thursday, Scottie Pippen's blasphemous remarks on Friday, and the Shox loss to Creighton in the MVC tournament. But none of that seems important, especially today. I don't remember much about my cousin John-John, as I was only a little over a … Continue reading Remembrance (in memory of John A. Graber, Jr)