Well, I had a talk with Radio with moring. I told him we’re looking at some changes. It didn’t take long to see that the more I talked, the more he didn’t understand me.

We’ve got a lot of that going on now.

When I was playing I had a coach, he used to tell me to keep my priorites straight. He’d say, “son, you figure out what’s important and you push everything else aside.”

I love football. I love everything about it.

I love Friday nights when you’re looking for a win and Saturday morning when you’ve found one!

But that’s not what’s important right now.

We’ve got ourselves a young man that we’re not thinking about.

The same young man who could hardly talk when we first met him and now he’s making announcements in the morning on the loudspeaker.

The same young man who got himself a football letter in the fall but he never wears it because he can’t afford the jacket.

I know some of you don’t care about all that Radio has learned over the last few months, but the truth is we aren’t the ones who have been teaching Radio.

Radio is the one who has been teaching us. From the way he treats us ALL the time, it’s the way we wish we treated each other even part of the time.

This movie touches my heart every time I watch it. The sadness that it brings across me isn’t for Radio. It’s for all the ignorant people who don’t realize that Radio and people like Radio are real people. The movie is based on a true story and Radio STILL coaches football in South Carolina. The fact that this kid was treated so poorly when he truly just had 100% love in his heart makes me weep for mankind. Radio became loved by his entire community and my tears of sadness turn to tears of faith.

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Every single day

I think about how we came all this way

The sleepless nights

The tears we cried

It’s never too late to make it right!

By the way…ask Dennis about his Buckcherry story

You are all very welcome for the vast entertainment that is provided at no cost to you by me!

All you must do is watch me attempt to play Wii Tennis through our giant window!

It’s quite funny!

Especially when I’m contending with two dogs!

Is it just me….or is she the blonde Snooki??
I’m not kidding, obviously she has a better voice, but seriously…dye Snooki’s hair blonde and you have twins. Watch The Voice and tell me they don’t look like they could be sisters. They even have the same quirks…minus the alcohol

I’m a huge Cee-Lo fan, but really 7up, you had to put him behind a baby grand?? That just looks silly! Give him a full size piano!

Let’s make sure we tell Dennis to change the automatic light timers so the girl who is AFRAID OF THE DARK stops getting stuck with no lights!

Only me!

Dear Facebook:

Just because I know someone does NOT mean I want to be Facebook friends with them.

Please stop telling me MY EX-FIANCE may be a person I know

Thanks!

Is it really difficult to call someone to pay a bill?
Yes…Yes it is! Do I really have to listen to robot women give me options when if they didn’t….I would just be speaking to the a person, which I need in the first place!
I don’t want to push 1 for English. Then 0 for all more options. Then 0 for all other options. Then be transferred to 3 different people before being able to GIVE YOU MY MONEY!

The word is TOURNAMENT. It is the NCAA TOURNAMENT.

It is NOT TOURMANENT. I understand dyslexia is a big deal but please, if you are going to announce college basketball games and refer to the Holy Grail of the entire season….please be able to say it right!

Thank you. That is all. For now

So there are people on Facebook, that NEVER have anything positive to say. Literally…NOTHING…EVER. So today someone posted something about Valentine’s Day and blah blah blah, whine whine whine…then 180 degree turn, and bi-polar episode now they believe in love because of their aunt and uncle.

I decide to be the nice person and say, ya know anytime I had a hard time believing in love, I looked at my parents. In September they will have their 45th anniversary. To me that is amazing and inspiring.

Apparently to her, not so much…her exact words, well you’re LUCKY, your husband takes you on cruises and buys you shoes. (What that has to do with my parents I still haven’t figured out)

OK, clearly this girl does NOT know us because #1. Dennis hates cruises. #2. we BOTH hate being told we’re LUCKY. #3. If she knew what I’ve been through this week, she would not have the balls to call me LUCKY.

Onto the next issue…if my husband “takes me on cruises and buys me shoes” where does my money go? Yes, I am a very spoiled woman. Dennis gives me pretty much everything I want, but I do make money…so where does that go?

And last but not least…my comments of inspiration about my parents to someone doubting love exists, are deleted….can someone please explain to me…how is that offensive?