Here I go again...

Basketball is on my mind almost 24/7. I almost made myself sick with the lack of emotion, or talent, that the Pistons did not poses last night. How could this team NOT take control. They are suppose to be champions right? I feel I may have a part in their down fall. As you may remember I have some sort of Love/Hate relationship with the former Piston Ben Wallace. There were times in the recent past were I had the urge to BURN his jersey, crush it, put it through the shredder and make a dog toy out of it. These feelings are right at the surface. This past Sunday, I was feeling sad almost guilty for my thoughts and decided that since it would be the Bull's last game playing in the playoffs I would wear his old Pistons jersey. Little did I know that wearing that jersey would shift the universe so much that the Pistons LOST! Oh how could I, I should have never felt bad for this 16million money hungry traitor. (I told you it was right at the surface) I have since then placed the jersey in Ro's car inside out, after I threw it on the ground and stomped on it several times. Pistons please pull your heads out! You must win this next game.

However, my Jazz team is doing great and now going to the finals with either Phoenix or San Antonio. Either one of these teams is in for a challenge. The Jazz are hungry, young, ready to beat some you know what. To all you fanz in MI, FL, NJ, and around the world I would like you to say a cheer for the Jazz they have not been this far in the playoffs for 9yrs. Everyone here is saying...its about time. Take a moment to relish in their achievements, their young talent, and the baby blue uniforms.

I love me some Playoffs!!

Mom

I wanted to shout out to my mom. I already called her and told her happy mothers day. This conversation was stretched over an hour due to them driving back to MI, and then missing an exit, not communicating, and potty break.

There are so many great things about my mom. How she can just put my mind at ease, she is so gentle with her actions, great at sewing, great at almost all things really. How she inspires me to do so many things, how she loves me all the time.

I love you mom.... Thanks for being my mom.