Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Ball is Life

See the title of this post.  That is Max's mantra.  According to him, there is nothing more important in the world than basketball.....and it seems like Ryker is following right behind him in this thought process.  Basketball has essentially taken over our lives from December through March, and will likely be like this until Ryker graduates from high school (in 2022).

Sadly, I have lost the charging cord for my nice expensive camera and have not been able to get a new one since this season started, so the pictures in this post will be from my iPhone, but I wanted to capture them anyway, just so we have some memory of them.

Two weekends ago, Max was in a tournament in Vauxhall.  A tournament that we won.  He was quite proud, as were his teammates.  Ryker and I were there to cheer him on, and so were my parents and my brother, Jon.

Before the championship game, the whole team went to Boston Pizza for dinner.

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And then they won the entire tournament.  GO BULLDOGS!!!

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Then this past weekend, his school hosted a tournament.  We lost the first game to LCI, but Max was the high scorer of the game.  Then we won the second, but lost the third.  It was some great experience for the boys and they had a lot of fun.

Yesterday was Ryker's very first 5th grade basketball game.  He scored the first basket of the game and his team won by 10 points.  He really loves getting out on the  court and I think he's going to be just as good as his big brother. 


Don't be surprised if you see more posts about basketball over the next few years.  I have a feeling it's going to be part of this family for a very long time.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Because cannibals are always meerkats....or so Google would say.

You know when you Google something and it autocorrects to exactly what you want?  No, you don't.  Because that never actually happens. 

Like when I was trying to figure out if women have ever been cannibals, or if it's more like a guys only profession.  So, I asked the Google, who was more than happy to help.


OK, first of all, Google, you are not going to guess what I'm asking based solely on the word "Are".  Secondly, who is Googling, "Are you here"?  What are you expecting as an answer?

Then I kept typing, and this happened:

are ca
Google:  "Oh, my bad.  You were obviously looking for something else.  I'll just let you finish - WAIT - IS IT "are carrots good for dogs?""

What?  No, Google. Of course it's not.  Please stop trying to help me. Just......Stop.  I don't need your help.

are can
Google:  "Oops, sorry.  I totally messed up.  I'll just shut up and - "are candy corns gluten free"?

Holy crap, stop Google.  They aren't even called "candy corns".  What is wrong with you?

are cannibals h
No, just.....I didn't even mean to type that "H", and you're all, "You know who are cannibals?  Hamsters and hillbillies."  That is so out in left field.  Where are you getting your information from, Google?

are cannibals al

First off, albinos are NOT cannibals, and...why even say that?!?  Frankly it's offensive.  And your fifth suggestion is "we are all cannibals", because, um......I don't think we are.  Same for the hamsters and the hillbillies, and the albinos.  Just stop making assumptions. 

Who is teaching you these things, Google?

are cannibals aways
Oh my gosh, Google!  Who did this to you??

are cannibals always me

You know what, Google?  I'll give you the first one.  But then you move to "are cannibals always meerkats"?  Is that what you're doing with your time?  Is that really what you think we're asking you?

Someone hurt you, Google.  Someone really hurt you.

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