Diary

  • The next generation

    My beloved Aggies are playing Missouri today and obviously, if y’all have been paying attention, they are going to need all the help they can get. So, let me present today’s cheering section.

    This is Caroline with her partners in crime, otherwise known as Gulley’s boys. They are the fightin’ Texas Aggie classes of ’25, ’26 and ’28.

    We might not win the game, but at least we look cute.

  • You can’t fake this kind of crazy

    I am not going to even attempt to do a weekly recap of The Bachelor because 1. it’s a lot of pressure and 2. there is no way that I will do it as well as Lincee. However, after viewing last night’s episode, I am compelled to make a few quick observations.

    1. I’m telling y’all that ABC has bussed in a whole truckload of crazy this time. The execs must be beside themselves with excitement that Prince Lo Bo is a poor enough judge of character to keep Erica. She can’t possibly be a real person, can she?

    2. Did y’all see Lisa when Lo Bo talked about people who put love on some kind of time plan? I promise that her left eye started to twitch. Gulley’s Uncle Glen always says that you can tell someone is crazy if you can see the top and bottom of the whites of their eyes (i.e. the Runaway Bride from Georgia) and she certainly had a lot of white showing tonight. I’m afraid we might see Lisa go not a little bit nuts if her 5 year plan to marriage and babyville is thwarted. Hell hath no fury like a woman with a china pattern picked out by her first date.

    3. I have had periods of my life where I have been known to be a little overserved, but never to the point of speaking a foreign language. Kim gets the award for “I Blew My Chance To Marry a Fake Prince on National T.V.” I’m willing to bet she was “sweating beads” again tonight while she watched with friends and family.

    4. One of my top 5 favorite remarks of the night came from Desiree (yeah, baby) who in her words “has been single for a long time”. She’s 22. She could have never had a boyfriend in her life and not qualify for “single for a long time” status.

    Thank you ABC for a classic night of television.

  • It’s like candy for the brain

    If any of y’all watch The Bachelor and come on, admit it, y’all know some of you do. I am going to give you the greatest gift a Bachelor viewer can receive. In fact, before I discovered it, I had pretty much stopped watching the show. But now that I know I have this to look forward to every Tuesday, it has once again made The Bachelor must see T.V. Where else can you watch catty women compete for a chance to marry an Italian prince raised in New Jersey?

    Don’t judge me for my viewing habits people, I’ve never once claimed to be an intellectual.

    So with that disclaimer, click on this link for the greatest Bachelor recaps EVER courtesy of Lincee, who is from Texas so y’all know she must be funny.

  • I use the term "celebrity" loosely here

    I haven’t had the chance to finish watching this week’s Project Runway. It is currently taunting me, waiting for me on DVR. I’ll get to it right after Greys’ Anatomy tonight. But until I do, here is a little Project Runway information.

    Gulley called me last week to let me know that her sister Sarah had a celebrity sighting a few nights before while eating dinner in New York City.

    Before I tell y’all who she saw, let me tell you a little about Sarah. She is Gulley’s younger sister by 8 years and she is our expert on all things fabulous. Sarah graduated from the University of Texas but we don’t hold it against her. After graduation, she moved to New York City and she’s so cool that she can just refer to it as the city. She worked for a big PR firm and met real celebrities like Delta Burke.

    Gulley and I went to visit her in 2002 and she showed us all around New York. We went to every restaurant we could think of in hopes of spotting a celebrity. We did see the girl from the movie Simone and right now y’all are saying “who?” My point exactly. She also took us shopping on Canal Street to help us find THE perfect accessories for the upcoming season.

    If we have a fashion question, Gulley will get on the horn with Sarah to get the answer. If we need to know anything slightly “hip” or trendy, you can guarantee that Gulley will call Sarah. She is like our very own Carrie Bradshaw, but younger and without any of the promiscuity.

    Anyway, back to my original story. Sarah is now married and no longer lives in the city but she lives close enough to visit. She was there the other night having dinner and who did she see at the next table? Angela from Project Runway.

    The first thing I wanted to know was what she was wearing and the answer was baggy cargo pants and clunky boots. No big shock there. I wonder if the cargo pants had those little rosettes on the bottom?

    Thank you Sarah for keeping us in the big city loop and thanks for always being fabulous.

  • We will return to our non-football programming tomorrow

    There is a quote by General Patton that is famous in Aggieland and last night as we played Army it was seen on t-shirts and signs everywhere.

    Give me an Army of West Point graduates
    and I’ll win a battle
    Give me a handful of Texas Aggies
    and I’ll win the war
    Anytime I see this quote, it always makes me so proud to be an Aggie. I love the school and its rich traditions. They are the lifeblood of the school and one of many reasons that attending Texas A&M is a truly unique experience.
    We had a great time at the game last night, in fact my throat is much worse for the wear from all the screaming and the yelling. Being in a stadium filled with maroon clad fans was just like going home. We saw old friends, we laughed and cheered, and we sawed varsitys horns off. At one point I became nostalgiac as I thought back to how many times I had stood with Gulley and watched the Aggies play. It was a fabulous night.
    Then the game started. Y’all my Aggies almost got beat by Army. To put that in perspective, Army was ranked last week as one of the 10 worst Division 1 football teams and they came within seconds of beating us. Honestly (and it hurts me to say this), Army deserved to win. The Ags got lucky and were it not for the deafening crowd helping our defense, I think we would have lost.
    It’s not that we don’t have the talent, we do. What I saw last night more than anything is the result of poor coaching. At one point my soft spoken friend Gulley was actually booing the entire coaching staff and in 15 years of watching games with her, that’s a first.
    Coach Fran’s head is on the chopping block and well, it should be. The sooner he and his golf cart get out of Aggieland the better off Aggie football will be. The team he put on the field last night, with the exception of a few players including Stephen McGee, showed a complete lack of discipline and that’s a coaching problem. When they eeked out the last minute win, they started doing cartwheels and making snow angels on the field and basically showing no respect to the Army team that outplayed them all night. They should’ve been walking across the field to shake Army’s hand for a game well played. That’s what Aggies do.
    So for today, here is my version of General Patton’s quote:
    Give me a horrible defensive coordinator
    and I’ll lose some games
    Give me a terrible head coach
    and I’ll run a football program completely down the drain
  • I love you tomorrow, you’re only a day away

    I haven’t even told y’all about the biggest excitement in my week. Tomorrow I get to go see the Aggies play. They’re playing Army right here in town and Gulley’s stepdad, Big Roy, got tickets for all of us. Even better, they’re on the 50 yard line.

    P can’t go because he’s having Lasik eye surgery today and will be wearing goggles for the next 24 hours, but being the concerned wife that I am I made sure that his surgery wouldn’t interfere with me getting to see the Aggies. His doctor assured us he’ll be fine, so I’m going to the game with Gulley and family.

    It is going to be big fun. One of our other best friends from college, Meredith, is driving in from Shreveport with her husband and they’ll be tailgating with his family so we’re going to go up early and hang out with them for awhile. This alone will provide more entertainment than should be allowed. We spent many years in college tailgating with Gene’s family and sufficed to say when Gene’s dad, Leo, gets the pit going there is barbecue and fun aplenty.

    I brought Caroline over to Gulley’s house the other day so that she and Jackson could play for awhile. While the kids were busy playing, Gulley’s husband (we’ll call him J) came home from work and we started talking about all the things we were looking forward to about the game. Watching the Aggie band and the Corps march in, seeing old friends that we haven’t seen in a long time, and most importantly watching the Ags beat the hell outta Army. We were having a great time laughing about different college football memories.

    As if on cue, Gulley’s youngest who we call “brother” came toddling into the room and started dancing to some music. He was bobbing and twirling and all of a sudden just fell over. I said “Hey, I think I did that same move once at Hurricane Harry’s (which is a bar we used to frequent at A&M).” And then Gulley brought up a college memory that has made me laugh out loud every time I have thought about it this week.

    One night we were at Hurricane Harry’s hanging out and Gulley decided to have a seat so she put her bottom on the edge of a barstool so that she could hoist herself up. She gave a powerful hoist only to come to the startling revelation that what she had actually done was hoist herself into a trash can. There was Gulley with arms and legs askew hanging out of what had to be a filthy trash can. Being the good friends that we are, I immediately offered her assistance.

    I am sorry, that’s a complete lie. I was laughing so hard that I couldn’t stand up and had tears running down my face. It was a good 3-4 minutes before anyone in the crowd gained enough composure to help her out of the can.

    As she was retelling this story, her husband J was just looking at her shaking his head and said, “That’s one of the things I love about you. Your grace and delicate nature.”

    There is going to be alot of that grace and delicate nature on display tomorrow as we’re yelling our heads off on the 50 yard line. Good times to be had by all. Gig ’em Ags!