What? It's football season??

There's almost no evidence in my life these days that it's football season... Sad, I know. But with last week's bye, the un-televised (up here, at least) Vandy game, and our trip to Boston which fortunately spared us from viewing the Tennessee game, it's been a month since I've watched a Georgia game. A MONTH.

It's October people, not February!

The fact that we've been flipping terrible lately hasn't really helped things. I normally can't get enough of ESPN, Dawg Sports, and the 800 other blogs that Dawg Sports references, but...what's there to read these days? Nothing good.

But today is the Florida game... And while the realist in me is fully prepared to go to bed in a bad mood, there's always something about Halloween weekend that holds a bit of magic and hope. I could have a TERRIBLE weekend, but I could be jumping on the couch...like I was in 2007.

I talk no smack...I have low expectations... But could it happen? We could lose every remaining game, but if we beat Florida, I'd consider it a successful season.

So, here goes nothin...

Retail Physical Therapy

Guess what this girl did today, folks?? Turned in my thesis. Yep. All eight gazillion pages of it. I haven't slept or showered in three days (insert gag here), but I'm taking full advantage of laziness for the remainder of the day.

What does that mean? I'm napping, eating, and showering internet shopping. (And watching "Escape to Witch Mountain"-- the old school one, which was a childhood favorite and it's kinda fun to watch for nostalgic purposes, but...it's a little weird.)

ANYWAY. Mother Nature has been one fickle lady around here. Today it's been GORGEOUS. Highs in the 60s, bright blue skies, and the leaves are at their peak of color change. Yesterday? Rain, rain, rain. Last week it rained for like 5 days straight. With the exception of a few gorgeous days like today inserted here and there, I've started to feel like I live in Seattle.

Which has led me to Target.com to buy some rain boots. (Click that red X at the top right corner right now, Husband) While it's hard to find these suckers in stores because everyone's moved on to their winter inventory, there are TONS of options online. Too many to choose from in fact...

Seriously, how cute are these?

Hard to go wrong with polka dots. These red ones are cute enough to pray for rain on UGA gameday!

Love the whole nautical thing.... Reviews say the fish on these are bright red, which I like.

Or a basic solid... LOVE the red. Possibly the front runner...

They're only 25 bucks, but I don't need 7 pairs of rain boots (Or do I??). So what do you think? Which to get?

(P.S. In case you haven't caught on, I have the world's cutest niece.)

What? You need to see more?

Oooo-kay...
Adorable, right? Keep in mind these are cell phone pictures that I get from my mom every few days, so they're not the best quality. I'm trying to be patient and wait for real pictures, but it's not working so good... Word on the street is that she may have jaundice and is heading to the doc tomorrow for a check-up. She just needs a little sunlight-- it's been snowing in Colorado this week!

I've got a test tomorrow, my final thesis due on Wednesday, and my defense is next week, so I just don't have a ton to write about these days (at least that you want to hear about...). Good thing Halley came along to inspire some quick posts!

Happy Sunday!

Here She Is!

(Seriously, how perfect is she?)

Halley Jane Everette

October 22, 2009

9:51 pm, 6 lbs, 19 3/4 inches

IT'S A GIRL!!!!!

My first niece, Halle Jane Everette was born tonight at 9:51 mountain time. She weighs six pounds even and has a full head of dark hair!

I cannot tell you how excited and happy I am for the Everette family... (And for me for finally getting a niece!) I just hate it that I'm not there...

Be prepared for an onslaught of pictures in the coming days!

Update: Changed the name up top to Halley, not Halle. It's pronounced Hal-ee, like Halle Berry.

Update!

Just a quick update between classes-- sis, BIL, and mom are all at the hospital. Contractions are coming every four minutes at this point. Her water broke at about 9:30 this morning and at 10:30, she was just a few centimeters dilated.

I know zilch about childbirth, but I'm thinking there's a bit of time until we actually welcome this little guy (or girl!) to the world. I'm sad I can't be there to cheer everybody on...

Feel free to send a congratulatory note comment their way here, The Everette Family Expands. And don't worry... I'll keep you up to date on all of the play by play action. I know you're just dying to know. :)

And don't forget to leave feedback below!

Update: It's about 8:45pm now and STILL no baby... Everytime my phone rings or beeps I run across the room like a crazy person trying to get it, but... Nothing yet. They increased her pitosin about an hour ago to keep things moving along and she's at 6 cm now...

I NEED You.

Alright, folks. I need your help. Seriously, I need your feedback. Whether or not you've ever commented, whether or not you know me for real, whether you're a frequent visitor or an occasional checker upper... This is your Call to Action 2009. I cannot emphasize the importance.

Are you ready?

Here it is...

My mom and step-dad need grandparent names.

My mom, Judy, and my step-dad, Rick, are going to be grandparents tomorrow and we have yet to think of a name for them!

Some background: my grandparents are Grandmommy & Granddaddy, my great-grandparents were Mimi and Granddaddy White, and Oma & Opa. So, what do you call your grandparents? What do your kids call your parents?

And just for reference...this is them. They're way too young and cute to be called "Mimi and Pops." So bring it on! Come one, come all... Let's hear it. What should we call them?

(P.S. I'm going to be very disappointed if I'm not inundated with comments in the next 24 hours...)

(P.P.S. In case you're confused, I'm not having a baby tomorrow...preggo big sis is! I'll keep you updated on that as well.)

Are you people watching this??

Seriously guys, this show is the new Lost. They're still kind of developing the plot line, so it's not too late to get in on it. Lost will be over before you know it and then what are you going to do without a holy-crap-I-can't-believe-they-ended-the-episode-like show to watch?

And there's already two...count 'em two actors that have transplanted from Lost to Flash Forward. You never know how that last episode's gonna end up-- Jack, Kate, and Sawyer might just flash into this new show. And then you'll be sorry because you won't know WHAT the heck is going on!

I'm just saying...

Roooad Trip: Boston!

Prepare yourselves folks... This is a long one. I'll try to keep the words to a minimum and let the pictures speak for themselves... (Emphasis on "try.")

This is the first place we came Friday night. Apparently, it's the oldest restaurant in the country. We feasted purely on Boston fare: chowder, oysters, baked beans, and beer. The chowder…sorry, chowdah, and corn bread was great. Oystas were okay.

Fun little bar next door… We stopped in on Sunday for pumpkin ale (what else?). There was a fun band playing and even real Irishmen…

Starting our walk on the Freedom Trail. Nice shot of the skyline. (P.S. Tyler and I think the Freedom Trail is a genius idea.)

First getting into the North End, the Little Italy of Boston. LOVED it.

See?

Me and Paul.

Worshipping in the Old North Church…or googling "Old North Church" on my blackberry for a little refresher course on the whole "One if by land, two if by sea" thing…

Copp's Hill Burial Ground on the trail. "That's soooo New England."

Paul Revere's grave which is not in the cemetery above. It was actually gross and very poorly kept and there were several big names buried there. C'mon, Boston…

So, after lunch (We ate at Cheers, but not the original one. Yes, we fell into the tourist trap…) we headed to Fenway.

And along the way we saw all of this commotion and went to go check out what was going on…

Oh, it's just Ben Affleck filming a movie. No biggie.

After that, we headed to Cambridge, but along the way we passed a sign for JKF's birthplace. Pretty unassuming.

The bed closest to the far wall is the actual bed where JFK was born. Most everything in the house was original, as Rose was in charge of the restoration…

Joe and John's nursery.

Ah, Cambridge…

Gorgeous, right?

Harvard's crew team. "That's sooo New England."

Saturday night we headed back to the North End to eat some fiiiiiiine Italian food. We were told to go to Giacomo's and also told we'd have to wait in line…

And wait we did. This is not an ice cream store, people, it's a sit down restaurant. Read: this is not a fast moving line. But it was worth every second. Plus there was a camaraderie among all of us waiting. We cheered on those that finally made it inside and encouraged others still waiting after we'd finished our meals. And the food was awesome. It was this tiny little 10 or 12 table restaurant. We enjoyed wine, appetizers, and entrees and walked out with a $50 bill. We went to Mike's Pastry down the street after dinner, but Tyler accidentally DELETED the pictures of our cannolis. Anyway, they were HUGE and delicious. Thanks for the recommendations, April. We give you full credit for each of us gaining six pounds that night…

So, Sunday morning we drove to Cape Cod. Specifically, Hyannis Port where we checked out the Kennedy Compound. (We're not usually huge Kennedy people, but hey…we were in Massachusetts.)

This is the main house.

Enough said.

The entrance to the Kennedy compound. Not even gated off… 155 Irving Ave.

After driving around Hyannis Port, we headed to downtown Hyannis to do a bit of shopping…

Sunday afternoon we drove back and enjoyed lunch on Newburry St. I liken it to M street in Georgetown—lots of fun shopping and restaurants and impossible to find a parking spot. We ate at Uppercrust and of course, found a cupcake spot afterward.

I had a pumpkin pie cupcake and Tyler had an apple pie one. The whole pie thing is a good idea in theory, but as soon as you take the wrapper off, it's like taking off a sock you wore to the beach…

Really working on that one…

Some tower in Quincy Market… We were SO EXHAUSTED by late Sunday afternoon that we just went to go see a movie, so we could sit down for a few hours. (Side note: we saw Couples Retreat—not the best movie we've ever seen, but pretty funny and very pro-marriage…)

And Sunday night, we headed back to Quincy Market (which kind of served as home base for the weekend) and ate at Durgin Park (Thank you, again, April).

For our last night, we had to enjoy another feast of baked beans, oytas, chowdah, and beeyah. (And cornbread). The oysters were great and we could tell the baked beans were authentic to Boston because they didn't taste exactly like a can of Busch's (like they did at the Oyster House…)

Overall, we had an AWESOME trip. It was so much fun. We will say (close your eyes April) that we're not sure we could live there (that's how we judge cities we visit…) because Bostonians are SCARY. I'd rather get in a fight with a NYC cab driver than a native Bostonian… We didn't have any bad experiences with anyone, they're just…intense. Anyway, we really did have a great trip and we were there at the perfect time of year. Thank you to April and Kristin for the great recommendations. We wouldn't have known what to do otherwise!