WE'RE WINNERS!

We live in Lexington, home of the KY WILDCATS. My alma mater. Three of our children graduated from UK, also. My son has applied to a PHD program there. In other words, our family roots loud and clear for the Cats! Our basketball program has enjoyed continued success (most years) but that has not always been the case for our football team. However, for the last three years, they have been invited to a bowl game and have come out as the wnner in all three of those games. Now, the Liberty Bowl, the bowl we played in yesterday, is not the most prestigious bowl. BUT, it IS a bowl. I don't like football---too many rules for my mind to keep up with. And there is something about how 3:00 minutes left in the game stretches out to 45 minutes that I just don't get. I really think you have to have at least a modicum of testerone in your veins to enjoy the game and all of my hormones dried up and left my body when I was 27 years old. No testerone in this body.

Last night, SIL & BIL invited our whole brood to their house for food and "a great football game". SOOOO much food, SOOOO much football...hours, to be exact. Lots of grandsons running and gunning. We were there long enough for all of the young ones to get their second wind while at the same time, I wound all the way down. All-in-all, it was a great night---KY won the game, the food was great and I know that the kids all slept well last night.

We came home to a mess. Our youngest Bichon suffers from separation anxiety when his master (Allen) leaves him. When this anxiety hits him, he pees everywhere. We had them gated into the back hall so at least the damage wasn't spread throughout the house. The bad part to this story is that when we renovated the first floor last year, we put hardwood on every inch of the floor. I mopped that hallway three times at 10 o'clock last night. I do feel bad for BJ (the dog) but I think I feel worse for myself ( the one that always does the cleanup). BJ came to us 3.5 years ago in a sort of rescue situation. He was 6 months old. I think he had suffered some abuse for the first 6 months of his life. Allen thinks dogs are a notch above humans and just dearly loves that dog. I must say that when he isn't pee'ing on the floor, he is the sweetest dog. BJ adores Allen. We keep both dogs in the back part of the first floor which is where our family room is. Which ever doorway Allen exits through when he leaves this part of the house is where BJ sits waiting for him to come back. I so hope the vet has some miracle medicine for him as we have tried everything. We have had two trainers work with us, the last one charged $500!!!! Poor little puppy.

I am off to take my Christmas tree down. I would keep it up all year but, I know the time has come to put Christmas behind me for another year. Have a fun day!

Mae