Sunday, November 23, 2008

Spelling Bee

I learned how to spell at an early age.  One would think that once you made it to college you would know how to spell the easy words at least.  Well, Saturday night at the OU game I was proved wrong.  Mickey and I were waiting on the game to start and the Texas Tech team was about to run out on the field.  Well, just like every other college football team, the cheerleaders run ahead of the team and carry flags that spell out the team name.  For instance, the OU cheerleaders spell SOONERS and the Texas Tech cheerleaders spell TECH.  At least they were supposed to spell TECH.  As I was watching them run out on the field, I noticed something was wrong and other people were saying it was spelled wrong.  I looked at the flags and sure enough, they couldn't even spell a four letter word that I'm sure they see on a daily basis.  The flags spelled out TCEH.  It's only four letters, how can you mess that up?  And in front of 85,646 people?  I thought it was funny.

The game was a lot more fun, but that is one of the memorable moments from a memorable night.  If I ever have to carry flags that spell something, I will make sure they are in the right order.

Boomer Sooner!!!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Have you ever felt like you weren't important?

So, today was supposed to be a birthday party for my Granddad and two daughter-in-laws of his new wife. Well, my sister, Kandi, and I decided to go to Church with my dad before we went to the party. Karen, my step-mom, had told us that Virginia, the new wife, had decided to make a cake for Kandi and me as well since our birthdays are this month. Well, she had to call my dad to see how old we were going to be turning. When we got to their house, Virginia brought out the cake and it read: Happy Birthday Kandi 29 and Kasie 27. Well, that would be all well and good except for the fact that I will be turning 26, not 27. I wasn't going to say anything about it because at least she made the effort and made us a cake. Then Virginia asked if the numbers were right. I told her I ws 26, not 27. She said it was right then. I said, "No, I'm 25 now, I will be 26 on my birthday." So, my Dad decided I was wrong as well. He said, "Isn't that right? She was born in 1979 and you in 1981?" I had to inform him that he didn't even know when his own daughter's birthday was. And instead of no one saying anything, when they brought the cakes out for everyone to eat, Virginia decided to take a spoon and "fix" the cake to kind of say 26. And then one of the daughter's-in-law made the comment that hers was wrong too. She wouldn't be 57 for another two weeks. I informed her that I wouldn't be 27 for another year and 3 weeks. She just looked at me.

So the moral of the story is...If you don't know when your kids birthdays are, you shouldn't tell other people how old they are. It makes them feel like they aren't very important in your life. I mean, I wouldn't expect anything different, but it still hurts. He IS the same Dad that called my sister on the 22nd to wish her a Happy Birthday but she wasn't home so he talked to me for about 2 minutes. There was no mention of my birthday. (Kandi's b-day is 7/21 and mine is 7/23) I just thought he was going to call back on my birthday and wish me a Happy day. Nope. He didn't. It's ok though. No hard feelings. I can forgive, but I don't forget.

Happy Birthday to me!!!!!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Donut Drivers

I was driving home today from work and I thought it was going to be just like any other drive home...long and boring. Well, I don't usually pay much attention to what is going on around me, except for the idiots who think they need to stay in one lane as long as possible and squeeze in front of me at the last second. Today started out just like that...there was a car that got in front of me, no bid deal, until I noticed they were driving on a donut. Normally this wouldn't make me laugh, but for some reason today it did. It also made me think about the time that I had to drive back from Lake Texoma on a donut. That wasn't fun.

I got a flat on Saturday morning. That meant there was no driving for me that weekend. Well, when we woke up on Sunday morning and were about to come home, we also noticed that another girl that was with me also had a flat. We were able to put some fix-a-flat in her tire and she was able to drive home. I wasn't so lucky. We had to put my donut on my car and I had to drive no more than 45 mph the whole way home. Let's just say that was not a pleasant experience.

So, for all of you who have ever driven long distances on a donut and actually followed the rules and drove no more than 45, I feel your pain.

Thursday, June 5, 2008


Hello to all...I'm not sure why I am doing this or how often I will post a blog, but we will give it a shot. I don't really have much to say tonight because I am just exhausted.

I am getting ready for vacation if you want to call it that. I am leaving for Falls Creek on Monday and will return on Saturday. I'm sure I will have a lot of interesting tales to share when I get back.

It will be a fun experience. It will also give me a chance to get to know some of the students in my church youth group.

I look forward to posting my experiences when I get back.