The Good Wife.

Although you may think I'm talking about the tv show since the Emmy's were on last night I'm not. I'm talking about myself...and you will soon know why.

Let me first start off by saying that my husband is obsessed with sports. Football, baseball, soccer, basketball, golf, etc. etc. Some people underestimate his dedication and then when they realize how big it is. The stand in awe.

Well..it's football season so what does that mean?! FANTASY FOOTBALL! (the all caps and exclamation point are not to show my own passion for the game..but his).

Last night was the draft and what does every good Fantasy Football participator need during the draft?! A SECRETARY!!! That's right. Me.

I was in charge of writing documenting the players that each person picked for their draft. I did this last year too and if the Fantasy Football people are reading this can you please but the position of the player next to the players name instead of what team they play for? The team doesn't really matter because they're making their own team. It made things extra stressful for me to have to keep asking what position Jay Cutler or Knowshown Moreno plays. Thanks.

Amy was right. I should have studied!

About an hour before the draft Andrew had our "work station" set up.



I will be sitting in front of the two little tables to the right.
Here's a close up of my "work station"


Here is Andrew reviewing "the list"


This is to show how intense a live draft can be!


Excuse the not so great pictures. I didn't have time to take good ones. Andrew wasn't too thrilled. Once I explained that only 3 people read this he was ok with it.

btw...I tried to explain that the highlighter was pink but Andrew said it was just another shade of red. O well.

We hate love Meredith Club!

So yesterday at work "Y" got pretty upset. Like reallllly upset. It was more than he usually gets upset for the type of thing I was getting on to him about.

He refused to go to his room and just kept on getting more and more upset. So I finally said "Y...what happened today? Did something bad happen at school?" He said "yes...let me think about it...Well my best friend Harry doesn't want to be my friend. He doesn't want to play with me anymore." How can you not feel bad!!!

To make him feel better I told him, "Don't worry, it could be worse...it could be your whole class."

Y's eye's lit up. "Your whole class hated you?!"

"No...just the girls..when I was in 4th grade"

"haha o no!"

"yes...they had a We hate Meredith Club"

At this point Y lost it. He thought it was the funniest/saddest thing ever.

He then asked me if they had a flag and a club song.

So after our little therapy session I told Y he still had to go to timeout for his earlier behavior. While he was up in his room I heard all of this loud noise. Almost like he was running around his room knocking things over. Once his time out was over he came down the stairs singing about me carrying this...



(photo courtesy of Danielle Barret. Please excuse the blurriness. I guess Danielle is only good at taking pictures that go into her photo project. that or it was the wine)

This poster has to be the BEST thing I've ever seen. I told Andrew about it and he said that it's going on the wall's in our bedroom. He also said that if he were a girl and got the poster he would have cried. I didn't cry but let me tell you my smile covered my whole face.

I'm really not good at this.

I should be better. I mean I only work 3-4 hours a day.