Once again...
Grandpa Hutch used to be an old "Buff".
He has since changed his colors!
Funny what a pretty girl wearing RED can do to a guy.
GEEZ-LOUISE!
Two boys...
Dillon hates it when I call him "small one" or (especially) "my baby". However, it will never change. No matter how old he gets, he will always be my baby.
Note that he had to be a "small one" to be able to do this. He had to weigh 10 pounds under the weight limit for the kids a year younger than him. Oh, I wish he wasn't such a picky eater! Look at the size of his legs compared to the other boys. I feel such guilt! Oh sorry... got off on a tangent. Back to the "Z Down".
He and his best friend, Dallin are playing on the A team of the kids a year younger. Dillon is playing quarterback. Therefore, he's had ample opportunity to throw a few passes to Dall. So far it's been a great season for them, with a bright future in sight!
We're proud of Dillon for choosing to do what HE wanted to do. He has such a good sense of where he wants to be in life. Have I mentioned I want to grown up to be like him someday?
Is "small ball" having a Fan Fest? Ummm yes. They'll be tailgating this Friday. Wouldn't you? Look at all the girls!
Oh, the fun never ends!
Imagine building a fire.
You gather the things needed.
Put them under intense heat.
At first it smolders.
Slowly a small flame is seen.
Then it bursts into bright light
becoming all it was meant to be.
That is what is happening
in this place, where I live.
GHS is bursting forth!
With the opening of Stansbury High School this year, we've become somewhat of a "small flame". Our school population was cut by more than half. It's been stressful but has slowly turned into the most exciting year in recent history.
Grantsville High School has had the wonderful opportunity of returning to a "Small Town School". Life is how it was "back in the day" and I must say my heart is swelling with pride as joyful tears often run down my cheeks.
Cowboy Football has been the center of this transformation. The coaching staff of 14 is united and ready to move forward. The 14 returning seniors are tight knit and working to make this new year a new beginning for GHS. Their sense of unity has united us all.
I've had the opportunity to dig in and get my hands dirty. It's been an honor to plan BBQ's, dinners, treats, rallies and especially manage the team blog. The spirit here is electric and contagious... I just can't help myself and it seems that no one else can either!
The greatest of all the excitement is Friday Night FAN FEST! We've had GHS alumni volunteer their bands to play for us. You'll find food, tailgating, dancing, singing, face painting, haircutting (yes, you heard me right), fan gear, really anything and everything you can image. But the most important thing you'll find is COWBOY SPIRIT. It is running rampant in this little town and all I can say is...
I really should change the picture on that header up there. None of us look like that anymore. Heck, my Dillon is taller than I am and Tyson is now towering over his dad. And I should update the slide show. It hasn't been added to since I started this blog. But I'm to tired. Maybe another day. Stay tuned, you never know when that burst of energy will show up! Pray it'll show up SOON!
I made a beautiful looking ham sandwich for lunch today. Took a bite and thought, "Hummm, this tastes a little odd." The second bite was so odd I didn't finish. As I began to clean up the thought came to me, "Check the date on the Miracle Whip" It seemed like a reasonable thought since I had just brought it up from the basement food storage. Suddenly, the "oddness" of it all made sense.
Yes, it does say March 18 ... 2004
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