The Supportive Wife . . .

goes to basketball games.



Today we are going to watch Ohio State pulverize (who are we kidding) play his beloved Hoosiers .





Even when we sit in the nosebleed section because her husband, while he is a rabid fan of the team since he was a little kid (Heck, he is even named for someone who played on the 1953 championship team who played high school ball with his dad in Tell City IN), is too cheap to buy tickets anywhere except the extremely economical cheep ticket section.



So while we will be technically "at" the game, we would have a better chance of seeing it if we had stayed home to watch it on TV.



But then we wouldn't be able to cheer for them in person, and eat concession stand food and be in a huge crowd and all the other things that go along with going to a Big Ten Basketball game.



So, here I am, going to the game with mrangelmeg, the angelbaby and middle daughter. I am sure we will have a great time. Mrangelmeg has already taught a great cheer to the angelbaby about refs doing domestic chores with vacuum cleaners. (just in case).



I am so excited, and supportive, can you tell?



Pax

The Easter Bunny Arived . . .

last night driving a green jeep and wearing an IU T-Shirt. Mrangelmeg got an unexpected break in the schedule down in Florida and decided rather than staying down there (which is what some of the guys from up here did) he would drive back home and spend the week up here with us.

I have known for a week that he was going to come home, but we decided to keep it a secret from the kids, so I have had a devil of a time trying not to give the secret away in my excitement over knowing that he was coming home! He got home just in time to watch me fill the Easter baskets and then we watched most of Blades of Glory and turned in because we had to be up in time to get to Mass early enough to actually sit in church since we knew there would be an overflow crowd. If this crowd is just because of all the people who are here visiting there must be some church somewhere that is totally empty on Easter (Ha ha).

He gets to stay around for at least a week before he has to go back. I suppose that means I actually have to cook real meals for a week. The kids don't seem to mind eating TV dinners and quick meals, but I should put a little effort in while he is home.

Tomorrow I will post something from mrangelmeg that he sent a few days ago about his experience in Florida. It is really funny.

Pax