A few of my patients at the hospital were very emotional about this loss. Others were really ticked off. I thought about calling Nate to see if he was okay with this news. But my goodness, the man isn't dead, people. He's played a physically demanding sport for 16 seasons. I think it's time he moved on, especially while he's still on top. Look at his beautiful daughters and tell me he shouldn't spend more time with them:
Little known facts about Saint Brett, God of All Things in Wisconsin [well, at least I didn't know these things]
- He had BRACES when he first started playing for the Pack
- He was only 22 then and really cute [now he's just hott]
- He went to rehab before it was cool. I guess he was addicted to vicodin?
- The man is 38 years old and damn fine. Oops, I knew that already.
Other reasons to support the end of time drawing near?
- The kitchen is almost done. Seriously. We are so close now!
- Henry is going to the vet tomorrow. And the groomer on Thursday. Cross your fingers they don't turn me in for doggie neglect [although Nicole is right....I prove my eternal love for Henry by simply going outside in the crappiest weather ever. I have only briefly considered toilet training him instead.]
- St. Louis actually got a "Snow Storm" while Wisconsin did not. And tomorrow, when it's 50 degrees down there, it will completely melt and Missouri will see something called "grass" again. I'm not sure Wisconsin has anymore of that stuff under there:)
- We did not write a rent check out on March 1, and this week we both get paid. Are we actually saving money?! What is going on in this world?
1. My mother-in-law is a ridiculous cook and we are officially spoiled. She seriously cooks a three course meal, complete with like three side dishes, each night. For example: Sunday night we had a fresh salad, lasagne, fresh baked bread, and Texas sheet cake for dessert. Yesterday we had cheeseburgers with sauteed onions [I never think of that stuff!], curly fries, fresh fruit, cole slaw, a salad, and cookies for dessert. When we are on our own, we are lucky if we muster up enough energy to throw in a frozen pizza a few times per week.
Lois acts like it's no biggie but I'm flabbergasted at her skills. Not only does she cook up a storm but that woman can grocery shop like none other [something that I severely despise]. She literally buys two of everything at the g.store and goes a few times per week. AND....get this....her deli turkey is $9.00 per pound! Holy crap. We buy the cheapest stuff on sale each week, for about $3/pound. So we are living the good life right now until our kitchen is up and running. Then we are both going to have withdrawls from her feasts. I'm not going to lie, it's a pretty sweet deal we have right now. No cooking, no grocery shopping? I'm in heaven:)