In a recent chat with a friend about career aspirations, I shared my long-time childhood dream of becoming a professional cheerleader for the Dallas Cowboys, a dream I held onto until heading to college where I learned that I really just needed to find a career that would put money in the bank and food on the table. So yeah, my childhood dream died in college, but probably for the best because I declared a Computer Science major and aspired to make enough money to be self-sufficient, the sensible way to go.
Then this childhood dream reminder magically appeared in my inbox this morning. Seriously?! So this proves that just when you think Amazon couldn't possibly have it all, a link to the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader uniform you thought was only a long-lost dream will likely remind you otherwise. Who knew? SMH.
Finally, brendaswenson.com has received a much needed "makeover" with some personal headshots, all thanks to Scott K Photo. So while the Home page and Blog sidebar headshots are my ultimate favorites, I'm also sharing a small gallery of other notable picks that are sure to make an appearance somewhere at some point in time. Meanwhile, after you get all burned out viewing this overabundance of mug images, give Scott a holler and schedule your own headshot session.
Because if he can make me look this good, just think what he can do for you, right? (and don't worry, I get no kickbacks if you magically appear at his doorstep!)
So I've determined that I really don't need season tickets to witness my team waling on the basketball court but just a single game here or there, which is exactly what just happened here in this match against Bemidji. While it was more like another exhibition to keep the Jays going until their next big game, I figured hey, at least I was ensured (mostly anyway, scary start) to see a WIN while not sitting in the nosebleed section. (Attendance extremely low - check out all of those empty seats!) Thankfully, a fellow CU Alumna friend came through with primo seating tickets; although, I really just needed to get in the door and sit in any old empty seat.
Making myself useful, one exhibition match at a time. *w00t* #GoJays
After visiting the youngest who is currently away at college and offering to take him out to dinner, I felt a little ambivalent when he suggested we partake in actual sushi eating. My brain flashed to **RAW FISH ALERT** but then thought, But this dude is the pickiest eater on the planet, so how can it possibly be bad? And I also thought, Wait - this guy has already eaten sushi and managed to live through it, so why not give sushi a try?
So that's just what we did - WE ATE SUSHI. AND IT WAS DELICIOUS. AND NOW I AM ON A LIFE-LONG QUEST TO TRY MORE VARIETIES OF SUSHI.
And reflecting back over the past 24 hours I am left wondering what the heck just happened and why I have been left unaware of the amazingness that is SUSHI all my life. To think that I could have died without ever experiencing this delicacy is a complete and utter shock to my system.
If it weren't for that whole seeing-his-shadow debacle, I would not have been dealing with this weather-related ordeal on my way home from work yesterday. Dude's got a lot of nerve. THANKS, Phil.
Still rooting for the Vikings even though they didn't exactly make it to the Super Bowl this year, that along with eating a big plate of spaghetti & meatballs while checking out the fun commercials and jamming out with Justin Timberlake during the halftime show.
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