Tim Tebow Drinking Game

I want to apologize to anyone who has no idea who Tim Tebow, (sub)Urban Meyer or Verne Lundquist are. I'm really excited about the big game tomorrow, and I thought this was really funny:

In honor of Tebow's sheer awesomeness, we give you the Tebow SEC Championship Drinking Game!

* Drink every time Tebow's called "a leader," then salute.
* Drink every time Tebow's called a "special athlete," then yell "Tiiiimmmmmmmmay!"
* Finish your drink if the announcers suggest Tebow should win the Heisman again this year.
* Drink every time Tebow points to the sky. Then realize the only reason the sky hasn't fallen is the strength of his pointing.
* Drink every time Tebow references God. Or himself. Tom-A-to. Tom-ah-to.
* Drink every time he's shown on the sidelines flapping his arms like a bird to pump up the crowd.
* If (when) Tebow actually takes flight, finish your drink and do a shot.
* Drink every time Tebow's on camera for no reason when the Florida defense is on the field.
* Drink every time Tebow is seen screaming with his helmet off.
* Drink every time they show a "I Heart Tebow" sign in the stands.
*Drink every time Tebow is called "a warrior."
* Shot every time they mention his experience as missionary.
* If they mention him performing circumcisions in the Philippines while he was a missionary - Chug your beer, do a shot of Patron.
* Drink every time Meyer touches Tebow. Finish the beer if he puts his arm around Tebow. 
* Drink every time they show Tebow's face black. If you can read the bible verse, take a double shot. Take a triple shot if Verne actually quotes the bible verse.
* Drink if they reference "The Promise". Take a double if they play the whole thing. Take a triple if they show the plaque at Florida Field.

(Disclaimer: Playing the Tebow drinking game may well result in death. So don't do it. Ever. Not even in jest. The content above this disclaimer is a joke, not a suggestion. If you're dumb enough to do it, just pray Tebow is nearby. Only he can save you. Him or a local hospital with a stomach pump.)

Norway Spruce Trees

So for our Reception Joe and I bought a total of 300 Norway Spruce Trees to give away as favors when people left that night. They were nicely wrapped in a cute container and it even had instructions on how to make a bird feeder with the plastic part once  you planted your tree.

(We were going for the green idea)

Well everyone loved the trees and took one or maybe two on there way out. So what was left I was really trying to give everyone around 10 to plant! I mean come on free small spruce trees to plant in your yard or in your favorite part of town! 

So since we have come home we now have a refrigerator stocked full of Norway Spruce trees and everywhere we go we keep spotting out places we can plant a tree. We have tried a few places and either they have restrictions on planting or it wont grow. Sad! 

I think we will just have to grow them in our apartment and see what kind of jungle we live in in the next year while they grow :)

Tree Lighting!

Dreamy TV Man Pick of the Week: Buy More

It's Chuck! Or in "real life," Zachary Levi."

I just want everyone to know that I tripped over this man's foot today while getting into the elevator at work today and he was very nice-- even self-deprecating-- about it.

Wednesday's Weekend: What Not to Wear, Really

This July I fractured my ankle and was forced to wear a giant, bulky air cast for weeks. I wobbled around Manhattan like a cripple, developed new-found appreciation for this city's handicapped population, and new-found appreciation for New Yorkers in general, who were so kind and often accommodating and helpful.

I was frequently stopped by fellow pedestrians to discuss my injury, and so they could share their personal stories. Many told me I'd develop back pain from my balance being thrown; they said the pain and swelling in my ankle would come back periodically for months; some said it'd be years before I would be fully without pain.

There was one side effect, however, of which no one warned me: my fractured ankle left me suddenly fashion impaired.

After the cast came off in August, I could only wear comfortable flats. And nearly all the work pants I own are tailored for heels. And wearing skirts with flats made me feel dowdy. So I began wearing jeans to work. And jeans led to comfy T-shirts. Every once in a while I'd wear jeans and T-shirts and sneakers. And one morning I woke up and realized I didn't dress like a TV gal anymore, and worse-- I couldn't remember how to dress. I couldn't remember what clothes made me feel happy, or confident. I began to wonder if I ever felt confident in my work clothes and I couldn't remember a time that I did. And even worse-- I realized that I was hiding. Even though I was really into my work (going into caves!), I inadvertently didn't put myself out there for recognition or promotion. I didn't want to encounter anyone important, so I stayed well below the radar.

One day soon after my revelation, I admitted this to my sister. She couldn't understand why I hadn't come to her sooner. My sister has really great style, has an impeccable eye for colors and textures and shapes. She is also an artist, with her own clothing and jewelery line (see Mylie). She reminded me that one needs to dress for the job she wants... She told me she wanted to come into the city and go through my closet with me to help get my life back on track. And I let her. Below is a photo essay of this experience.

Closet Before:


















Shoes before:






















Step One: Pull all the shoes out and evaluate.

















Did I really need these?














Step Two: Pull all clothes out.















Step Three: Try everything on. Sister shows you how it's done.

















Step Four: Make a list of things that go together, and a list of things you need. Here, little sis is hard at work.


















Step Five: Eat. This is a tiring process.


















Step Six: Make a bag of things to give away.






















End Results:



















The happy ending to this makeover fairytale is that I didn't have to buy anything new! Almost everything I needed was already there- I just needed to get rid of the sloppy stuff, set some rules (no blue jeans to work!).

Coaching Carousel

Yesterday it was Charlie Weiss; today it's Bobby Bowden. Dan Hawkins was lucky enough to survive, and folks like Rich Rodriguez and Mark Richt have at least another year to prove their worth (at least as far as predictions hold at the moment). As the NCAA football season comes to a close this weekend and we enter the brief down time before the bowl season begins, the coaching carousel has entered full swing. For those of you who, like me up until probably 10 years ago thought that the college football season lasted a mere 14 weeks with the exception of the new years bowl games, you are sorely mistaken. This is the start of the gossip season; with fans and press taking out their frustrations and boredom on the pages of ESPN.com's discusison pages, local newspaper websites, or, in the cases of some truly avid fans, their own blogs. The coaching carousel fills the void between awards shows; then come the 30-some odd bowl games; then recruiting news occupies the ether from the final play of the national championship game until February signing day, and finally, the long, cold winter sets in until the Spring Games arrive. In the world of 24-hour news cycles, football fans can be thankful that the internet has stretched the glorious 14 weeks of fall for at least a few more months of the year.

When I started this post, I'd planned to make fun of the people who know and follow all of this stuff. But, having written it, I have to say, I'm sad to see the season end. Perhaps I'll go check out the latest rumors to bide the time. . .

In case you haven't seen it already

I know I'm not original in any way by posting this, but I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the muppets. My holiday season officially kicks off with my annual post-Thanksgiving viewing of A Muppet Christmas Carol, and this video was a pleasant early present this year :).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY