Sports. It is so much a part of my life that I realize that when my boys aren't at home, I still want to be a part of them. I'll go more into that in a second, but first of all I must update you on what two weeks without our boys at home has been like. I can honestly say that although we are sick to our stomach with the ache of how much we miss them, we have had an amazing time together. There has been time to talk without interruption and we haven't been limited to a schedule. I love Stu so much and we have laughed and gone out to places that we normally would never venture to try. I highly recommend to everyone with children to find maybe 2 nights where you can stay in your own house and have your kids stay with someone you love and trust.
Now to the sports...... I have missed so much being at a gym or field watching boys play ball. I know, it's crazy, but true. After I was done with the projects of cleaning out rooms, closets, and refrigerators, I needed to get outside. Don't get me wrong, there are many more projects that I need to do, but I just can't take it anymore. Next year, maybe I'll get around to some of those.
So, yesterday I called and begged my friend Steve Johnson to let me come help out with a football camp that I've just got to tell you about. Here is a picture of Steve and I.
Steve will be so embarrassed for me to say this about him (because that's the type person he is). BUT he has the hugest heart in the world. Steve loves the Lord with all his heart has a huge love for sports. He has taken Spence under his wing and mentors him not only with football but spiritually as well. I just love him to death. Anyway he has taken his love for football and started a camp called "Passing it forward". He along with some other wonderful coaches have put together a quarterback/receiver camp that is "Passing forward" things they've learned in football and life to boys in hopes that they will pass it along to the next generation. One of the things the camp raises support for is a inner city team called "The Bordeaux Eagles". You have to meet some of them. They have become friends with Spence and are some incredible young men.
I can't give you their real names, but I will give you their nicknames. From right to left, "Monster" - supposedly he's a monster on the field and you do not want to have to tackle him:) But, I see a gentle giant behind his power. Twister- is faster than lightning. Spence says he can't out throw him. He can always get to the ball. He is one of the leaders of this team. He actually led the camp in their opening and closing prayer. God is going to do some amazing things through him. Then there is "Lil Nice", who I don't know as well, but I can say that he is polite and helpful and was one of those who came up and thanked me for bringing the drinks:) These boys are just like mine, but live in a part of the city that is a little different. The 2 major themes that this team goes by are
1. Kids in sports stay out of courts.
2. I don't need no gang, I don't need no revolver, All I need is my heavenly Father. "quote by one of the players"
This is the reality they live in and here is way you can help. Most of the teams my sons have played for have had sponsors or school to help pay for the cost of equipment. The Bordeaux Eagles do not have that support behind them. You can make taxable contributions to the Bordeaux Eagles and of course that is always welcome OR if you have football equipment that your kids have grown out of or don't use and you have thought about taking them to a sports resale store, you could consider donating to the team or at least let the team buy them from you.
Call Steve Johnson 615-812-3670.
Anyway, that's enough Sports talk for now, but it is my passion to be a part in this team and would so appreciate anything that you could do for them as well.
I get to pick up my boys tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. and I cannot wait!!! I look at their pictures everyday.
So, empty nesting was fun while it lasted, but I am beyond excited to get my arms around them again. Have a great day.
We are going to be pulling some of our past videos every month and posting them here so you can relive some of the funny moments in our lives. Hope you enjoy and let us know if there are any past videos that you would like to see next month.
So the other night I twittered a picture of my "dinner" which was homemade squash casserole and cupcakes. Super healthy. I was needing comfort food in my life and I have just decided to give full disclosure as to why.
But before I do that...I wanted to give ya'll the recipe for my squash dish because some of you twittered me asking for it. And trust me, you want this before the gross part of this story starts. So...
I LOVE YELLOW SQUASH.
I seriously do. Pretty much anyway, but the casserole is my favorite. So when my sweet neighbor Brian (who lives two doors down and has this huge garden he tends to right outside of town) came over on Sunday and brought me a bag of squash, I went straight to my recipe box, whipped it up, and ate half of the casserole myself. In like 10 minutes.
Shelley's Favorite Squash Casserole
half a large onion, chopped (Usually white but Sunday I used red cuz it's all I had)
half a stick of butter
3 and a half cups of cooked squash...make sure you drain it and get the excess water out of it, or it will be gross
1 and half cups of crushed Ritz crackers
1/4 tsp. of salt
1/8 tsp. of pepper
1/4 tsp. of garlic powder
1 cup or so of grated cheddar cheese
2/3 cup of sour cream
Saute the onion in the butter until it gets clear. About 5 minutes. Mash the cooked squash with a fork until it's broken apart. Mix squash with onion, butter and remaining ingredients, leaving out 1/2 cup of the Ritz. Put mixture in a buttered casserole dish and top with remaining half cup of Ritz. Bake at 350 for about 30 minutes. It's so good.
OK, now that that's over...I will tell you why I ate cupcakes for dinner. My good friend Jessie brought them to me because I had a little surgery on my left foot on Friday. It's so yuck and embarrassing that I wasn't gonna tell ya'll...but, it's also so unbelievably gross that I thought "why not??"
So for like literally a year or more I had what I THOUGHT were calluses (let's say from running because that sounds good) on my left foot. After many trips to the dermatologist and several home remedies and finally a telling trip to the podiatrist....guess what?
They weren't calluses.
No No No...
I found out that I had apparently become a witch... on my left foot. Because what I thought were calluses were actually WARTS..omgosh omgosh omgosh...please don't think I'm unclean. I swear I am NOT. But I seriously had A LOT. And I will just leave it at that.
Being the self proclaimed whimp that I am, and because of the amount of shots and lasering that my foot would endure, I had to go to a hospital and literally be put to sleep. (Me likey that part.)
Aaaaaaaanyway, I was down and out on crutches most of the weekend, and when I wasn't I was limping around pathetically. My husband is so glad he won't have to hear about my wart issues anymore. Trust me, he would have flown me to Europe to have the procedure done if that was the only place they offered it. He was more over it than I was. Btw, he was a wonderful nursemaid to me all weekend...and many of my so called friends brought me ice cream, food, and of course cupcakes...even though I insisted no one do that. Cuz all it did was worsen the fact that I wasn't moving at all, and consuming gross amounts of calories on top of it. But I felt loved. And that's all that matters.
That, and a wart free, albeit "hole-y" foot.
Enjoy the squash...