No . . . please, not yet . . .

Did someone mention the dreaded S word? Texas must've heard you - we are going to be creeping into the warm SUMMER-like 80's this week. But its not just that. . . something was waiting for me when I stepped outside this morning to get the paper. . . a familiar enemy, ah yes, humidity. And, on top of that, with everything blooming, the pollen count is off the charts . . . icky

I am trying to focus on the good things this week - like the Spurs winning by ten over the Orlando Magic last night, or more importantly, the wonderful BSF retreat this weekend in Dallas :)
But > > >
I just can't seem to shake my disappointment with the weather.

I really would rather be here right now. . .

Sigh ;)

Crank

(this is from last friday night - tid bit late in posting)

Last night began with a cheery start, as weazled my way through heavy traffic, home to my dear Hubby. We were raring to watch our Spurs take on the Mavs and so I fixed some super yummy burritos, beans and rice and we settled in for the exhilarating game that kept us on the edge the entire way through. Halftime came around, Spurs were up by one in this extremely close game and we both agreed that a trip to HEB for icecream was in order. What's a game without icecream? ;)

I was in the car in seconds. H stayed behind to play with the dog and clean the kitchen. A short drive down the road and as i was turning into the HEB parking lot a cop flashed his lights on me and pulled me over - for what??? I was NOT speeding. I had my lights on. I put my blinker on to get into the turn lane. What in the world???

A very large cop approached my car and I immediately asked, "um, hi, why did you pull me over?" "Well, you passed a car on the left in a turn lane."
Rewind here. Okay. There was a slow moving truck before me, but I stuck it out until about ten feet before the turn lane began for HEB. I did pass him, but I was just cruising up to the light in the turn lane, and not trying to get in front of him. I was going the speed limit, again, I must make that clear and known (to those of you who doubt my driving).
He asked for my insurance. Boy, did I tear that car apart trying to find our newest insurance card. I explained that this was a new car and I needed a little bit to open up the manual book and the glove compartment. He was fine to wait. I called my hubby in frustrated tears, asking where the insurance card was. I finally found it - right where it should be - in the glove compartment.

The cop was still not budging. . . so I got a traffic citation for this stupid 'offense' which I am baffled by. I am still wondering if I should contest it. It seemed like a completely ridiculous thing for me to get a citation for.


I was in a pretty irate mood in the store as I grabbed our ice cream essentials. I drove VERY carefully home and couldn't bring myself to watch our team struggle against the Mavs in the state I was in. I had to clean the kitchen first, and settle down. H informed me that we were winning, and so we got our icecream and finished off the cranky night with a Spurs win. WOHOO.

Life goes on. I admit, my attitude was not stellar, but I still feel like this was not fair. :( Kay, done with my pity party.

Splat

H and I decided to do somethin' kinda fun. Somethin' we've been wanting to do for a while. Somethin' all True San Antonians must do at some point or another - go see a Spurs game.

So to online to ticketmaster, we went . . .

Tickets for two - much money was spent . . .

We hopped in the car and went to the little basketball kingdom downtown. Our seats were great (despite the man drenched in cologne next to me who liked to spread himself out).

Its been sometime since I'd gone to a game - and it was Haven's first. We were optimistic as the Spurs had won the last two games, and the first two quarters were going pretty well, with the men in white keeping the Hornets at bay.
And just when we were getting settled into our seats with some soft serve ice cream and peanuts, New Orleans stung. Hard.

Third quarter was really painful. Our little team began swelling.

We thought the Spurs would make their usual comeback - it was their court after all. We were going to show them' Hornets whose territory they were on. . .
But the swelling got worse. And the fourth quarter came with no relief.

It was horrible.

We left 6 minutes early, shocked and disappointed. They were supposed to win this game. This was OUR game.

We opened the paper this morning to see that it was the worst home game loss for them in history. And we were there.

At least we were part of the history.

102 - Hornets
78 - Spurs

No SPURS, NO!!! :(

Cold, Wet and Sniffy

No, we are not sick. Just a little sniffy. Mountain cedar seems to be confused. The weather is warm, then wet and cold. It blooms, spreads pollen, and then shrinks. We are happy when it shrinks. Unfortunately, allergies just seem to be year-round here in ol' San Antone.

And speaking of slumps - our poor Spurs are down with our two best players gimping with sprained ankles. . . 2 losses = sad times :( We still love 'em though!

Its been raining all day, tidge on the nippish side of things. Coat weather makes me happy :) H and I dream of getting back to the northwest someday, where days like these are the norm.

Don't worry Texas, we are still here and will be here for a while :)

I tasted the worst thing yet this season. Trying to get in the 'spirit' foodwise, I tried Sonic's new peppermint blast - BLEH!!!! I think that the biggest turnoff was the gaggy "mint" green color (more like green food coloring not all the way mixed).

Gag. The taste was too vile to post.

What possessed me to venture into peppermint land anyway?

WOHOO!

We kicked 'em back to Dallas!!!

Tonight . . .

A Big ol' Texas rivalry is going to take place . . .

GO SPURS GO!!!

You say hello, and I say goodbye . . .

This will be a late night full of packing and getting ready for our trip to New Mexico for a family reunion. Whew - its been quite a week! The NBA finals (= LATE NIGHTS! ;) Work busy-ness, family happenings, and some exciting decisions and opportunities have left us with a big adrenaline rush.

It is only a matter of time until we crash ;)

We'll be back on Monday - sadly missing our wonderful church & a Spurs victory parade at the riverwalk ;(

Have a wonderful weekend, and a blessed Father's Day!

Winners!!!

WOOOHOOO!!!

Win 3, Go for 4!!!

I don't have to mention this as if the play-offs are unheard of, but, what the heck. . .

GO SPURS GO!!!

Black and Silver . . . Updated

Game 1: IN THE BAG!!!