SLICE OF LIFE

I'm playing around with my blog.

What, if anything, do I want it to become?

For the next couple of weeks, I hope,

I'm going to experiment with some different things.

Today's challenge is Slice of Life.

I did that last year, but only in March,

when you "slice" away every day.

Some people have continued every Tuesday.

But not me.

Today I am starting again.

My word for 2012 is "Savor."

I want to savor every minute

especially with my guys

who will be gone way, way, way too soon.

On Sunday

I started.

Sunday we went to the Broncos game.

I'm a long time Bronco fan

but I have only actually been to three games

because tickets are super expensive.

And I am a single mom

trying to feed and clothe two ginormous

teenage boys.

But this week we actually got to go.

Brian Dawkins, one of the Bronco players,

gives an award every week

to a high school player who has overcome adversity.

My boys won the award

And so we got to go to the game.

Actually, not only did we get to go to the game,

we got preseason passes

to go down on the field

and watch the pre game warm up

right there

where we could see the players' fancy cleats

and head phones

and watch them stretch out

and then we had amazing seats,

eight rows from the field,

on the twenty yard line,

right by where the players came out onto the field

and in close proximity

(to my boys' delight)

to the Bronco cheerleaders

and then afterwards,

we got to go into the family waiting area

and meet Brian Dawkins

and the boys got to talk to him for almost half an hour.

Now my life with teenagers

is always a little lumpy and bumpy.

The game was on Sunday, January 1st,

And Saturday night was New Year's Eve.

And of course the boys had to go out with their friends.

And of course they didn't sleep much. If at all.

So they were a teeny bit grumpy.

And it was pretty cold.

Although not nearly as cold as it could have been.

And of course even though I said dress in layers

and even made several suggestions

as to what the layers might include

no one wanted to dress in layers

or help carry the blankets

I lugged all over the stadium.

Note: One child did actually use a blanket

after I had watched goosebumps form on his neck

for an entire half.

And of course there was one Kansas City fan

sitting right in front of us

who had altered his #15 jersey

so it said T-Blow

and he had evidently had partaken of some adult beverages

and spent the entire first half

arguing with another young gentleman

sitting directly behind us

who had also evidently partaken of adult beverages

and the guest relations guy

had to come several times

and tell them to stop

arguing with each other.

And of course the boys

didn't want anyone to know

they were with

the short chubby lady

lugging the blankets

and at one point

after the game

but before we met Brian Dawkins

I completely lost them

In a sea of 75,068 people

and had to resort to text messages

to track them down

so I could give them their passes

and we could go down on the field

to meet Brian.

And of course one son got mad at me

because I laughed

because a really cute little g

four year old fashionista

wearing a white fur coat

and a mini skirt

and leggings

and black boots

was totally smitten with my son

and followed him around the player waiting area

standing directly in front of him

and craning her neck

to gaze adoringly into his eyes

for about ten minutes.

And of course after

we had an amazing conversation with Brian Dawkins

and he said

"Do you take good care of your mom?'

The boys left me

to walk the half mile back to the car

by myself

in a pretty questionable part of town

in the dark

because they were cold

and wanted to jog

and I couldn't go as fast as them

partly because they are in much better shape

but also because I was still lugging the blankets.

But I ignored all of the above.

And just concentrated

on savoring.

Because my boys

are

wonderful

and amazing

and they are going to be gone soon

and I will miss them.