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Weekend

Who knows when I'll get another chance to sit down and blog so I'm going to bust one out quickly.

The weekend is yet to be officially over, but I'll recap regardless.

Friday night was mellow.  Played some PS3 with Ian.  We haven't done that in forever.  We were getting pumped for the KU/MU game so we decided to play College Hoops 2K7 (you can tell home big of not gamers we are by our game selection).  I got dibs on KU and Ian was MU.  I am pretty sure he jinx us by beating me on the game.  But all and all, a lazy night in.

Yesterday was of course the KU/MU game.  Before the game, I went to dinner with some girl friends at Jose Peppers. One of my gals surprised me with a beautiful yellow scarf that I have been searching for since before Christmas.  The MU fans gave me crap saying that I should wear it and represent.

The rest of the girls went to the movies but I ended up coming home because there was a possibility Ian was going to head to a birthday party.  He ended up opting to stay home, which I definitely wasn't going to complain about.  Then  it was the big game.

Well, if you haven't been living under a rock, then you know that KU lost.  I am definitely not one to whine and make excuses for loosing.  We lost.  But I couldn't have hoped for a better game.  The entire game was intense.  Neither team got up on the other more than a few points.  MU hit some amazing three pointers.  I can think of at least three that were 3-5 feet past the three point line.  Effortless.  Turnovers continue to be an issue for KU, but they hung in there and gave MU a run for their money.  Statistically, MU is truly the better team this season.  And to be honest--if I had been putting money on the game, I would have put money on MU (the next game... my money is on KU..being at home--it's a no brainer).  And I've seen, all over, KU fans complaining about a few bad calls.  Clearly, yes there will be bad call in basketball--it happens.  But on the other side of it, MU made 11-unanswered-points.  That is why we lost.  Not because of a bad call.  When you allow a good team to make a run like that, at the end of the game--then it is game over.  That totally killed our momentum and left us playing sloppy.  But I am still proud of KU and I truly think we will come out on top the next game in Lawrence just a few weeks away.  I'd almost be willing to put some money on it.

What else...

Tonight is the Super Bowl-thus we will be heading a Super Bowl party with snacks and baby in hand.  Luckily there will be a whole group of other momma's there to visit with and such.  Always love getting all the kiddos together.  I am looking forward to a great night.

Tomorrow, my goal is to clean the apartment and actually finish the book I've been trying to read for a few weeks now.  I actually have the entire day off, so it will be nice to have the place to myself (with Haley) and get serious about getting some stuff done.

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