Baseball season...

In honor of it being the official day of baseball I am posting one of my favorite commercial lines of the Red Sox..."I pledge allegiance, to the fans, of the entire Red Sox nation. And to the Fenway Faithful, in all the stands, one team, under Terry, with Offense and Pitching PLAY BALL!!!!!!!"

A great story...

I read this story in an email and thought I would share it...

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged

us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look

around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a

wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her

entire being.

She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose.

I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?'

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she

gave me a giant squeeze.

'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.

She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and

have a couple of kids...'

'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be

taking on this challenge at her age.

'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting

one!'

she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a

chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would

leave class together and talk nonstop I was always mesmerized listening

to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily

made friends wherever she went.

She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her

from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football

banquet.

I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up

to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped

her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and

simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this

whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me

just tell you what I know.'

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, 'We do not stop playing

because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving

success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have

a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know

it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't

do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am

eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do any thing

I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The

idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no

regrets.

The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for

things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those

with regrets.'

She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our

daily

lives.

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all

those

years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to

the

wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all

you

can possibly be.

When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice

to

your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to

it, He

will bring you through it.

Pass this message to 7 people except you and me . You will receive a

miracle

tomorrow .

If you choose not, then you refuse to bless someone else.

'Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them, but you

know

they are always there.'

Nothing new...

Since there is nothing new to post about I decided to post some of my favorite video clips and things in hopes of making someone smile...(please remember to turn my playlist off before you play them. Also please excuse some of the language)...

Yet another baseball post...

Today I was chatting with a fellow baseball fan today, and was telling how I know some Astros players. So I have decided to post about them and who I know and also post about how I am such a big Red Sox fan...So here it goes...



Travis Driskill-I know him from his brother and sister in law (I met them at church).


Chris Sampson-I met/know him through my cousin and know him through MySpace (and yes it really is Chris).

Hunter Pence- I met/know him through Myspace and Round Rock Express games.

Luke Scott- I met/know him through Myspace and Express games also.

And the last one I know is Taylor Buchholz I met/know him through Express games and Myspace (we talked at Express games then he gave me his myspace link).

That is how I know them...Now the Red Sox story...

I really have always been a BoSox fan but I became a HUGE Sox fan with these stories.

On August 30th 1990 Larry Andersen (who as I have said before was like a second dad to me) was traded for Jeff Bagwell, something that every 'Stros fan knows right? But here is a story you all did not know...

After he was traded to the Red Sox for Bagsy, he (Larry) had told the Astros General Manager of then that he wanted to tell someone before the press found out (that person being me) He then told me that he was traded for Bagsy. So that is one reason I am a huge Sox fan. But this is the main reason I am such a big fan.

When my family was living in Mass. (just go read my momma's blog http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/) well the day before Father's Day we got tickets to go see the BoSox play at Fenway Park. Anyway as we are waiting for the gates to open (not knowing were to go) my daddy asks a gentlemen (who was with some friends and all of their kids) "Excuse me sir?" "Yes Sur?" "We are trying to find our seats, will you please help us?"

"Ya not from around here ar ya?" "No sir." "Were ar ya from?" "We are from Texas." "Texas eh? You an Astros fan?" "Yes. We know Jeff Bagwell and Babe Ruth two worst trades in Red Sox history." "You know we have a true Sox fan here" He then looks at all my family and looks at me and says "Come here, come here, What is the one thing that ya have to do in ordea to be a Sox fan?" I then said "If you are implying to hate the Yankees with every fiber of my being. I do!" "We have a die haard Sox fan here folks!" (Because when everyone was starring at us when we told them we were from Texas)

"Good. So here is what ya got ta do, go here, here and here. Oh and make sure ya look at the field" "Thank you so much." "Oh sir I am so excited for ya (he has crocodile tears running down his cheeks) I remembea my first Red Sox game my grandpappy took me I am so happy for ya I hope the Red Sox win for ya!"

As we were walking in every Sox fan there was pushing and shoving us the gentlemen said "Hey part the waaters they aint evea been to Fenway before!" (It was like Moses parting the Red Sea). So that is how I am such a big Sox fan.

A bedtime story....

Last night before I went to bed my sis. and I were talking about the "Bedtime" story that Joe Kingman gives in the movie "the Game Plan" and she and I are laughing about when mom asks "what is that from?" we tell her and she says "ok well we need to go to bed." that is when my sis says to me "big sister, will you tell me a bedtime story? And do not tell the one Joe tells!" SO this is the story I told her...

Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess named Stephanie. She was a die-hard Astros fan, and her favorite players were Craig Biggio, Jeff Bagwell, Darryl Kile, Ken Caminiti and Brad Ausmus. She loved going to the Astrodome and one day as she was watching a game she heard that the big bad wolf Drayton McLane Jr. had traded two of her favorite players Ken Caminiti and Brad Ausmus! OH NO!!

The beautiful princess was heartbroken! She yelled as loud she could "YOU WILL REGRET THIS BIG BAD WOLF DRAYTON MCLANE JR!!! Years went by and she continued to go watch her Astros play, when one day she found out that the big bad wolf Drayton McLane Jr. was going to move the team. This devastated the princess until she found out it was to a new stadium not a different Kingdome.

One day the beautiful princess found out that the big bad wolf was at it again, This time trading for a handsome prince named Randon Racke his number was 14. The only problem with this handsome prince is he was really a frog in disguise. The beautiful princess fell in love with this handsome prince not knowing he was really a frog!

Until one day she saw him playing baseball and heard him go ribet. The beautiful princess knew how great of a baseball player Randon was but this hurt her deeply. How could her handsome prince be a frog? “No matter” she thought “I will love him anyway.” and then she gave him kiss and that changed him back into his handsome self for good! The handsome prince and the beautiful princess got married and they lived happily ever after.

The End

Aww how sweet...

Last night as I was watching the Super Bowl (Cheering on the Patriots) I saw this really cute commercial. It is a Budweiser commercial (please forgive me for that) and I am not a supporter of them but I really thought this was a cute commercial...(please make sure you turn off my play list to hear it)...

Happy first of February!...

In honor of the fact that today is February 1st I decided to just say...Happy February 1st!!... and declaring it a wonderful day! Be blessed-Stephanie