One of my favorite bloggers went to the Dallas Cowboys football game and used a ‘new to me’ feature of Flickr to share the pics with us. I’m so excited that John P. gave us the heads up about this feature – embedding a slideshow. I just love it! It’s so much easier! It’s easier for me to blog and it’s also easier for me to look at the amazing pics that he shares on his blog, because, he generally shares a lot at a time.


Anyway, this was our first football game – last Friday night. I had a terrible migraine – but, there was simply no way that I was going to miss the very first game!

And oh cruddy puddy if I don’t have another one coming on right now – I’ll come back and tell ya all about it later. To be continued….

*UPDATE* Man, took me forever to get in here and tell ya’ll about that awful night! Well, I’ve been having quite a spell of migraines since I’ve been home from the UBERLY AWESOME Niche Affiliate Marketing System Workshop that I went to in Atlanta. I haven’t even gotten around to blogging about that yet, because things have been so crazy! Let me tell you, it was simply amazing! And nothing less. (But seriously, who am I kidding? I haven’t even blogged about Wordcamp Dallas that was in JUNE! Ok, I gotta get organized!) So anyway, yeah – migraines, lots of them.

And this cloudy Friday (Aug 28) I was feeling rot—ten!!, but there was no way in heck was I going to miss the first game! This year is special (well, they all have special, added ‘improvements’) but now Sammie is part of the high school and she is an ‘official’ runner for the band – and she is a student of Mr. G’s now, too. So it’s just cool – you see? And it was the first game – not gonna miss it. Not gonna do it. (I’m hearing Ross Perot in my head – anyone else?)

I had some goofy, non-narcotic meds for migraines, Midrin, that I was taking and that were, I think, contributing to the dizzy, woozy, queasy feeling that I was running from as quickly as I could. And when the kids and I stopped at the gas station on our way to the school, I did a really stupid thing. I was going to get Sprite and Diet Coke, to make sure I had both on hand, as they’ve both been known to help with my ‘queasies’. But you see, there is a newfangled, lovely machine in said gas station that I’ve been wanting to try out. And in my migraine fog, I caved. What did I get? Right before getting on a school bus full of teenagers?

A milkshake! *headdesk* Yeah, that was stoopid. It was so super yummy, though! You gotta check this out – they’re called F’Real drinks and they are uber doober delish! And it’s FUN to watch them being made. Or – listen, really, as you can’t see what’s actually happening when they’re being made.

Belly full of dairy-filled calories + rickety old school bus full of rowdy teen boys = sick sick Momma!!!

I was kind of doing okay, until that ever-ornery Patrick threw a bottle to the back of the bus and missed the trash can that was back there. I reached down and around behind me (two very No No behaviors in a moving vehicle for me – on a good day) to pick it up and throw it away before it went rolling to the front of the bus and we ALL got in trouble! Upon sitting back up – yeah, I think you know how I felt. This was not a good thing.

And I was at the BACK of the bus – full of teens. Teens don’t leave an aisle in the middle. They’re all hanging into it!! How in the holy hell was I supposed to get to the front of the bus before something HORRIBLE happened??? I had no idea. The INSTANT that bus came to a stop in the opponents’ school parking lot – I LURCHED myself to the front straight through that mess of teenagers as fast as I could!

But once I got to the front, the driver says, ‘Oh, not done yet – we gotta move some more.’ Crap. I didn’t even turn around, “I’m gonna sit right here then.” And down my butt plopped on the top step facing the door! Ack.

I’m telling you – it was quite a night. I wound up ‘holding things together’, if you know what I mean. Then I found a nice spot on a grassy hill behind the bleachers to convalesce. With cops all over the place and two ambulances right next to the field – I couldn’t lie down completely and scare the cops – though I desperately wanted to. But then I remembered – Mark’s pulling one of the band trailers this year – we had a vehicle there!

Angels sing

Seriously – you can’t know how relieved I was to know I could go veg in his truck. And veg I did. I did come out at halftime to watch our new show. Then I crawled back to my truckcave and rested more. It was a long night. One I don’t want to repeat for a very long time.

Funny thing was, though – I have been doing this ‘gratitude trick’ with myself a lot lately because I keep finding myself on the pity pot. I told myself that there were people out there with a lot worse things than chronic migraines. Things that would prevent them from coming to games at all.

So as I sat there, I realized that it was a really nice night out and I was glad as all get out to be there with my kids. Even though I wasn’t with them, I could still hear the band kids (not mine specifically) since we were parked right on the track and the kids were just off to my right. It was just so nice to get to be there with them, ‘hear’ them enjoying themselves, hear what they were hearing, feel the excitement of it all. And oddly – I remember that night fondly. So strange.

It’s a lot like the painful, sleepless nights in the hospital after my hysterectomy. I remember those fondly, too. I did a lot of talking to God on those nights. And my grandmother, one of my very best friends, had just died a few weeks earlier. So I did a lot of talking to her, as well.

It’s funny how times of suffering in our lives can be some of our most cherished memories, sometimes great suffering. The death of a loved one. The death of a best friend. It’s because it is during these times that we really get close to God and when we cozy up to what’s real in our lives. Like the enjoyment and involvement of our kids in their school activities. Rich, rich things that we often take for granted.

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