Here am I (five months pregnant), with Hannah, Kelly, Lindsey, and Christopher, walking out of the San Antonio temple after our new daughter was sealed to us for time and for all eternity during a special, sacred ceremony, this past Saturday afternoon. We were happy to have a wonderful group of guests in attendance with us, Kelly's two sisters, Debbie and Brenda, my sister, Julie, Kelly's mom and dad, my mom, my good friends Lorraine and Stewart, Carol and Rick, and one person from our ward, my buddy, Sue. Dinner later that night consisted of a feast at the Salt Lick in Driftwood, Texas, for some incredible pork ribs, cole slaw, and more. We strolled along the Riverwalk to show our visiting family members one of San Antonio's popular tourist spots. It was a beautiful, windy day, the Saturday following Thanksgiving, in San Antonio. We tried to find a corner with less wind to blow in our faces. More photos of the family. The family, strolling along th...
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This is definitely a game I don't want to see at all... I'm already sore at my Cougs (contemplating trading in my blue sweatshirts/t-shirts for red - is that blasphemous???), I certainly don't relish the idea of a hopeful perfect/loss-less season being squashed right at the onset.
I wish that BYU was playing at the intensity level that Utah has been playing, under those circumstances I'd gladly consider flying out to Dallas. But I think I'll pass on watching the lamb going to the slaughter. I can't even bear to watch it on TV where the blood and stuff is all fake (lol).
Of course if BYU were to somehow win, I'd be kicking myself into tomorrow! But the math just doesn't add up and I've painfully learned that good ole Mormon "faith" just doesn't apply to BYU football. I mean surely BYU should have beaten TCU, right? Just as they should always beat SMU and Notre Dame, etc. But I guess it just wouldn't be fair if it worked like that.