one team one dream

As I went to bed Saturday night, visions of a most amazing Mother's Day danced in my head. Some of you know I was secretly hoping that some how, some way, I would be surprised with tickets to game four of the Jazz playoffs. Tyler had been teasing me about going all week, so I was certain he would come through. My lucky day began with a phone call from our friends, Chad and Kim at 10:30 am Mother's Day morn. At first I was taken off guard with a cordial "Happy Mother's Day" from Chad. Then the good news proceeded: not only was it going to be amazing for me, but an early HAPPY Father's Day for Tyler. I handed the phone to Tyler and the news that came was GOOD! TWO-13th row seats to the game!!! But it didn't end there--the tickets also included a delicious pregame meal, half time snacks & sodas, AND Mother's Day memories to last a lifetime (for a nominal fee). We were in!!!

We quickly called Big Steve as our only option for a Sunday babysitter, and after some unmentionable name calling out of jealousy, he agreed to watch our eldest two yea-hoos. We got the family dressed and ready in record speed and were off to the game! It was a great game and the seats were spectacular. We were sitting amongst many of the girlfriends/mistresses of the players, so we were in good company. Kim and I didn't get the memo that it was "come half-naked day" though. WE settled for our Korver jerseys which was our little mom's day BONUS!

I must admit, that, I thoroughly enjoyed myself despite the fact that poor Nash was being subjected to insanely loud noise and losing hearing by the second (after some mild training in the field of audiology, I pictured the tiny cilia in his cochlea melting as they tried to combat the intense decibel levels. He can blame me when he's in his 60's for his noise-induced hearing loss) But, believe it or not after Nash's initial shock of the noise level, he feel asleep and slept for the ENTIRE game! He was voted MVP by those in Portal "F" section 6.



Sadly, I did not get a priceless quote from Tyler during this game, mainly because I really couldn't hear anything ANYone was saying. I still have ringing in my ears, but it was all worth it.

one team one dream

***Correction from previous blog: the last time I actually watched the Jazz was many years ago when they were good. Their colors then were purple and teal. Apparently they have since realized the atrocity and changed it to baby and navy blue. much, much better.

Side note: please take a look at Sydney's new hula performance down there. i got a much better taping of it last night. She's goin' places I tell ya.