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Aaron’s first Upward season concludes

Aaron’s Upward season-end party was tonight at Pizza Inn.  (I’ll skip the restaurant review.  Pizza Inn is Pizza Inn.)

This was Aaron’s first time playing organized basketball, and I’m proud of how well he did.  He really wants to get things right, and that includes protecting the ball when navigating up to take a shot.  (His coach told us he hadn’t taught him that, because “they’re not supposed to be able to get that at this age.”)  Well, that’s cool.  He watched Nathan a lot, and I don’t think Lea or I knew we weren’t supposed to be teaching him that.

Speaking of, we really appreciate the time and effort Coach Jimmy and Coach Holly put in.  They related to the boys marvelously, and the end product looked a lot more like a basketball game than did the beginning.

Couple of weeks off, and then on to spring soccer we go!

The entertainer was a bit off

Nathan and Aaron had their season-end Upward ceremony this morning at church.

Many dedicated people work long and hard to make an Upward season happen, and I think the size of this one took a lot of people by surprise.  I’m extremely thankful for all of the volunteers’ efforts, and my meager contributions—an occasional coach sub or an afternoon in the kitchen—pale in comparison.

All of that said, the entertainer at this year’s season-end ceremony seemed a bit off to me.  He was a guitar-playin’, singin’, audience participationin’ sort of fellow.  Had us clapping, shaking hands, hugging, exercising, and stuff.  He had a bit with an imaginary friend named Larry.

Dig, all of that’s fine, but there was a subtle undercurrent of unmistakable weirdness about him.

Fortunately, I had a like-minded texting partner also in attendance.  (This is an exact transcript, apart from three <name redactions>.)

(begin text transcript)

Bo (10:09 AM):  I’m about to strangle the <redacted> boy.

BamaDan (10:11 AM):  Sleeper hold? Who’s the entertainer? Salome of the Mystic Feather Dance?

Bo (10:11 AM):  Marilyn Manson

BamaDan (10:13 AM):  Europe?  Where’s We’ve Got Spirit cheer?

Bo (10:20 AM):  FREEBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRD

BamaDan (10:22 AM):  Hey you were right.  It is Marilyn.  So Harvester of Sorrow isn’t an acceptable name for this song?

Bo (10:23 AM):  “He’s a Vengeful and Bloodthirsty Savior”

BamaDan (10:24 AM):  Sol Invictus didn’t roll off the tongue I guess.

Bo (10:27 AM):  The case for this guy being a raging fetishist is not a difficult one to make.

BamaDan (10:30 AM):  I’m contacting his parole officer and checking the Davidson County predator’s list.

Bo (10:36 AM):  “ok, now everyone take your shirts off!”

BamaDan (10:38 AM):  Is Larry in a leather gimp mask?

Bo (10:45 AM):  Are you almost done, Kevin?

Bo (10:46 AM):  I was going to hug <Stepford Mom #1> very thoroughly, but she evaded me.

BamaDan (10:49 AM):  Don’t take it personal – maybe if you were at more PTO mtgs?  This place needs a buffet table.

Bo (10:49 AM):  Feet, check.  Underwear, check.  Watersports, check.

BamaDan (10:51 AM):  Would it be yellow journalism to tell <Mrs. BamaDan> that the entertainment made kids play with his instrument?

Bo (11:01 AM):  Man, is that guy ever a blog post waiting to happen.  I think I shall refrain.

BamaDan (11:04 AM):  Ummm, why?  He’s gotta have a web page.  Deserves a link of love.  Making light of the yr end entertainment is a time honored tradition.

Bo (11:05 AM):  I’d be too mean.

BamaDan (11:06 AM):  Can never have too much of a good thing.

Bo (11:32 AM):  I don’t want a churchmate to happen upon it and think I’m unappreciative of the work someone did to find him.

(end text transcript)

And I don’t.  And I’m not.

But dude was weird.

Baby, what the hell have you been doing?

She said something about red velvet cake batter.

Looks like it could be body disposal to me.  You ever see that Alfred Hitchcock Presents where Barbara Bel Geddes (Miss Ellie on Dallas) beats her husband to death with a leg of lamb, then cooks and serves it to the investigating police officers?

(Wow, those KitchenAid stand mixers are powerful.)

March 1: 289.5 lbs.

That’s a loss of 1 lb. in February, and a total loss of 7.5 lbs. since January 1.

Well, it’s the correct direction, you know?  Yeah, I wish it was more, but I know why it isn’t.  I overindulged in the first part of the month when I added poultry back, and wound up relinquishing some of my January progress in the process.  So there have been a few pounds I’ve had to lose twice.

Nevertheless, the weather should markedly improve this month, and more hiking opportunities shall present.  (I’m also reminding myself that this is the first time I’ve ever been lighter two months after quitting smoking.)

Onward.  It’s not a sprint.  Don’t worry about winning; worry about doing the right things, day after day, and the win will come.

Upward party at Tommy’s Pizza

The boys played their last games of the 2009-2010 Upward basketball season yesterday.  Nathan’s season-end party was this afternoon.  We don’t keep score, but if we did, the Rattlers would have won all of their games this season except yesterday’s.

This is Nathan’s third year to play for Scott (“Coach T”), and he does a wonderful job teaching the boys basketball, as well as sharing Christ with them.  We’re blessed to have him in Nathan’s life.

Our team mom helped out with snack schedules, trophies, and such, and did a great job.  (Plus, she’s smokin’ hot.  I’m so totally going to have a steamy affair with her.)

We really enjoyed our early dinner at Tommy’s Pizza.  Tommy and Christy are experienced restaurateurs and genuine New Yorkers, and that means they make genuine New York-style pizza—huge, floppy slices on hand-tossed crust, with just a bit of sauce.  It was delicious, and we got hooked hard.  They were kindly obstinate and wouldn’t let us pay (thanks much, guys!), but I’ll be going back for a slice for lunch from time to time.

Here is Nathan getting a lesson from Tommy with the practice dough:

It was a great season.  My biggest complaint was the Boise State colors for the uniforms, which is a minor one indeed.  Aaron’s season-end party and the ceremony at church are still to come, and then it’s on to spring soccer.






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