Long Live Drew Brees!

It was a thing of beauty to see Drew Brees lead the Saints to such a decisive victory over the hated (yes, hated) Patriots!  The perfect passer rating was just icing on the cake.  I enjoyed that game more than any game I've seen lately ('cause we don't get the Niner games here, and they lose when I watch anyway, so...).

And what's up with Brady sitting out the last 5 minutes?  Takin his ball and goin' home?  Looked like a temper tantrum move to me...quitter...

Sports reporters tend to make me a little nuts in post game press conferences.  The stupidest questions, over and over...let me do that job, I'll get it right!  I'll ask the questions everyone wants to ask but doesn't have the hoo-hoo's to do it!  Like, "hey Coach Bellicek, do you have a pulse?" or "so, Coach Singletary, have you actually killed and eaten any of your players this year?"

I do have to give Brady kudos for hanging in the pocket as long as he does.  A year of rehab on a new knee can't be pleasant, and probably involved a lot of pain...

And hats off to the baby 3rd stringer for the Steelers!  He did a heck of a job.  Too bad about that pick in OT but still, he ran on the Ravens defense.  Good for him!

Don't Believe Everything Your Read in the Press

I've always relied on what the fantasy 'analysts' have to say.  I mean, they're the experts, right?  Right?


So when Arizona played the Bears I read what the 'experts' had to say.  Not a good matchup for Warner.  Bears DST should just romp.  Matt Ryan would just set the world on fire.  Uh-huh.


So I paid attention to these guys who knew more than me.  Sat Warner.  Played Ryan and the Bears D. 


Warner scored 40 fantasy points (maybe 50, I quit looking when the dizziness set in).  Ryan crashed and burned.  As did the Bears D.

So when the 'experts' tell you what is and is not a good matchup, I'm just gonna look back at my experience and go with my gut.

So what have the analysts done to you?

Different Fantasy Formats

Thanks to Susan, I've had the opportunity to play in five different leagues in three formats.  Here are my thoughts on the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly (so we need some Sergio Leone spaghetti western music here):

The good:  As usual, NFL.com and ESPN rocked with their ease of use, excellent interfaces and quick availability of info. 

The bad:  Five teams is too many.  For me at least.  WAY too many!  I couldn't keep track of who I had started and who was sitting and it drove me nuts (ok, I'm already nuts) while I was watching the games. 

The ugly (other than my w/l stats!):  The Yahoo format.  I just didn't like it.  Now, that may very well be because it wasn't familiar to me, but I didn't enjoy it at all.  The look, feel and ease of use just didn't do it for me, to the point I just left it and didn't really pay much attention.  Of course, this may also be because I 1) didn't have time for all the leagues and 2) seem kinda sucessful with that team!

So what do you think?

Bye Week Hell Part Deux

Ok, you've read my rant on bye weeks.  Now that they are over (thank you!!!) I'll whine just a little bit more about how frikkin AWFUL the past few weeks have been for my teams!

Running back - settling for all of y 'alls castoffs on Friday mornings when I finally have a chance to take a look at my teams (Monday and Friday mornings are usually just killed with back to back to back teleconferences).  Running backs have been the bane of my existence on the byes.

Quarter Backs - Now, I paid attention to bye weeks when I picked my QB's!  And there I was, actually starting ALEX SMITH (just sit with that a minute).  Again, it just sucked.

Needless to say, my win-loss records took a serious hit!  How did yours do?

Bye Week Hell

Ok, I am SOOO done with the bye weeks!  Between having to sit my studs and starting my duds and then having to find NEW duds on the waivers, it just sucks!

Last year Rusty told me he drafts with the bye weeks in mind and I learned from that and tried to include that info as best as I could.  But...

Can't wait for them to be over, can't wait to get the season 'back to normal', or as normal as a football season is gonna be.  Remember kids, NFL stands for No Frickin Logic!!!

I'm Baaaack!

Wow, what a ride!  Between my husband getting sick and then the swine flu (complete with little corkscrew tail!) landing in the middle of my chest I haven't even come up for air in weeks!  Add studying for my professional registration (exam is this afternoon, wish me luck!) on top of it all and it equals an absent Granny!

Life is good, though, and Jim and I are both mending nicely.  Still have that cough, and Jim's flu turned into bronchitis (everything goes right to his chest) and mine is brewing into a nice little sinus infection (everything gives me a sinus infection!). 

The hardest part of all of these cooties is not seeing my babies.  I hadn't seen any of my babies in over 3 weeks, which is absolutely the longest I've gone without cuddling a grandkid, any grandkid, since 5 minutes after Jay was born 3 years ago!

Jay turned 3 on the 13th and, of course, I called him and sang Happy Birthday to him.  He just giggled.  Then one day last week I called him and he said 'Hi G-ma, whatcha doin?' I told him I was watching baseball, and he says 'me too, but I'm eating peanut butter!'  Then he hands the phone to my daughter in law and yells 'bye G-ma!  I love you!!!!'  Needless to say, I cried.

Sabrina wanted to bring the boys over yesterday, but with my last big push of studying and her youngest, Connor, being sick, we kinda postponed that.  Maybe everyone can come over this weekend!!!  That would be great!!!

Rest assured all you fantasy football freaks (that's you Mike), Granny will be back in top form for next weeks' games! 

Oh, and Susan, Mike didn't find me.  He tricked you to get the reward.  See how he is???  Must be all that Purple Haze...

3-0 in Divison BABY!!!

Ok, so, no big deal, but the Niners are 3-0 against the NFC West Divison rivals.  BOO-YAH!!!  Do you know how many years (decades?) it's been since I could say that?  Huh? 

And the Dodgers start their post-season run against the dreaded Cardinals tomorrow.  Yeah, I'm not happy about it either.  The Cards always seem to have the Dodgers' number.  And Manny is being Manny again, and looks like a scared little girl at the plate.  Get a big-boy haircut you wuss and do the job you're getting paid for!!! (um, no I am not a Manny fan, never have been, and was upset when the Dodgers actually paid real dollars for his sorry, drug taking, fussy me-first, prima donna, gonna play only when I feel like it a**).  I don't care for show-boats.

Hence my absolute glee at T.O. tanking against Miami.  You know Tuna had it personal for Owens.  Regardless of all of the grown-up conversations everyone has about it,  Jones picked T.O. over Parcells and forced the coaching great's departure from the Biggest Whorehouse in Texas. (um, not a Cowgirls fan, either).

And what the heck is up with Brett last night?  I'm surprised he didn't burst into flames showing up in purple against the Pack.  I bet he would have if the game had been at Lambeau!  Brett is going to hell for sure, now!

The Twinkies (um, sorry I should show some respect now...) are going to take the Yankees out in the first round of post season play.  Go Minnesota (see, it's just Brett, not Twin Cities sports in general...)!!! 

As for Fantasy I won 4 out of 5 this week (whew!  thought I was gonna be 2-5 for sure!).  I am having a ball, just wish I had enough time to get into the smack talk!  Well, things will lighten up a bit after the end of October (yeah right, I don't know who I'm kidding.  It's just gonna be a different kind of madness in Nov!). Again all my thanks and appreciation to Susan for making it happen!

Happy Anniversary

I reached the one-year 'anniversary' of my diagnosis of Rheumatoid Arthritis at the end of May. I celebrated by finally cutting my Prednisone down to 2.5mg a day (from 20 mg just 1 year ago!). But I can work and play with my grandkids, and cook. I am going to happy hour tonight with my husband to watch a baseball game. And I'll have beer!



It's quite a club I'm in.  We live very careful lives but, dammit, we still live! And that's the victory. We can't beat the disease, really. But we CAN and DO learn to live with it, and around it, and have full and meaningful lives.

The trick, for me at least, was finally realizing that the disease isn't going away. And with my diagnostics and progression I probably won't be experiencing the "R" word. But I decided to manage my disease, instead of it managing me!


Yes, I'm overweight and don't always eat healthy. And I don't exercise very regularly (but have a rheumy who thinks that golf is just great exercise for me!). But I mostly do the right things and live that careful life. Getting enough rest. Not overdoing it. Taking my meds, seeing my doc, yada yada yada. (And after a while, it all seems like yada yada yada).


I've learned when and how I can push it.  If all the kids are coming over and I'll have a house full of babies for the day I'd rather it be on a Saturday, so I can rest on Sunday.  If I am going to get energetic and tackle physical projects, it should be on a Saturday (for the same reason, see the pattern?)
 
There are people who haven't made peace with the cards they've been dealt, but being angry takes too much energy and that just makes me tired...

Week 3 Rants

Hi kids!  Granny has had a tough couple of weeks but I'm baaack!  So lets get started, shall we?


I HATE BRETT FAVRE, A LOT!!!

Now that I've got that off my chest (no I didn't, I still feel sick to my stomach!) was the Niners-Vikes game just about the worst-officiated game ever?  There were stupid bs flags on both sides.  Really interrupted the flow of the game.  I mean, these are grown men and I am sure that Shaun Hill won't break in half if someone accidently touches his helmet.  And if the momentum of a play carries a back into Brett and he gets knocked down (yes, I know he's old and can break easy!) is it a penalty or the laws of physics?  I'm just sayin'...

I think Joe Flacco is just awesome.  Just a kid but so talented!  I'm putting him on my scout list for next year for sure!

Did Al seem a little fussy with Chris on Sunday night?  Or was it just me? 

It seems to be the season of the stud Tight Ends.  Clark, Davis, Witten, Miller, Gates and on and on.  I know these guys are big backs with hands who can run, but it seems that they are making more big plays so far this season. 

I hope my waivers go through because I tell ya, without some changes on my lineups, I am screwed!

Dilemma

Ok I need some help (lots of help but that's a different story...).  Here's the sitch...

I am taking the exam for my professional registration in 5 weeks.  Need to do lots of studying for a 3 hour exam...never been good at studying

I have 2 business golf events (thankfully with my Women on Course group, but still business) and I SUCK.  Seriously, my swing is the stuff of nightmares.

And, while I get free golf at the country club, I have limited time available to actually take advantage of it!  This afternoon can actually work out to get some practice time on the course.

But this afternoon will also be a perfect time to hit the books hard.  I have to pass this test.  Can't make Principal or VP without it!

But I can't show up for the golf events and make a total ass of myself (ok, that may foregone) so I have to practice.

But...what do I do?

Random thoughts on Week 1

Week 1 is in the books and boy, did I enjoy every minute!  Especially the NINERS WIN!!!!  Now that's how to start a season!  My guys were the ONLY team to beat one of last season's Super Bowl teams!  Uh huh!  (Granny is bouncing around her office doing a dance that would embarass her children!)  Playoffs here we come!!!  YEAH!!! 

Back to the real world...  For all the smack I talked in the fantasy leagues I got creamed.  Seriously.  I won a couple of games but, overall, not so good for me!  I apparently talk more stuff than my guys can produce on the field...

Is Tom Terrific really back?  Or did Buffalo finally tire out?

How cool was it to see Terrell Owens drop passes? 

Thank you San Diego for pulling out that last minute TD.  Won me $50 bucks in the pool at the country club.  And I can't stand the Raiders.  Al Davis is the George Steinbrenner of football.  No, wait.  Jerry Jones is the George Steinbrenner.  So that makes Al Davis, hmmmmm, the DEVIL!!!!

Total bummer about Uhrlacher.  The Bears D without a total meat eater at middle linebacker?  Can't happen!  Singletary looks like he could still break some necks, but he's busy this week...

Jay Cutler just crashed and burned.  I hope he improves, just to shut the Denver fans up.  Not that I blame them, but enough already, huh?

And Brett.  I don't care how well he played (the Vikes fan in the office next to mine does, though!) it's unacceptable to see him in purple.  Really.  My youngest daughter is considering a ceremonial jersey burning (after her new Rodgers jersey is delivered).

Well, gotta hit the waivers and see if I can find real players to replace the duds on some of my teams! 

Granny's Analysis of the NFL Season Kickoff

Fantasy Drafts

Ok, so I'm going through all of my lineups today in preparation for tomorrow's kick-off to the NFL season (tomorrow! tomorrow! I luv ya, tomorrow!) and I noticed something.  The lineup I picked myself (I actually got to participate in one of the live drafts this year) is probably the best. 

I really enjoyed the live draft, and wish my schedule allowed me to join in on the drafts for my other teams.  It was a lot of fun.  I thought there would be more chatting, but everything moved very quickly, so I didn't have time to check out the smack talking!  Maybe next time, now that I know what the heck I'm doing!!

I was pretty intimidated going into the draft room because I didn't want to come off as a total idiot (at least, not this early in the season).  But no worries, everything was very self explanatory and user friendly (aren't you tired of that phrase?  I am).  The only problem I had was that people continually drafted players I wanted before I could get to them!!! 

What I liked best was the ability to pick the team I wanted.  Conventional wisdom tells us to go for the rock star running backs first, then QB's, wideouts, etc. I did go for a rock star first, but then I went for the Ravens and Steelers defenses early, because I know from painful experience that a defense can make or break your Sunday.  Also a couple of top notch QB's, for the same reason.  I also picked tight ends early.  Of course, I am hurting a bit in the WR position, but I live on the waiver wire anyway, so I'll be ok.

Another great thing was the ability to avoid problem children.  I don't care how talented TO or Chad whatshisface are, I don't need any more drama in my life.  The only diva I have time for is my granddaughter.  The first season of fantasy I played was a nightmare because of the 'antics' of these overpaid egotistical sons-of-(but I digress...)

Something else I was able to do (that I learned from Rusty last year) was to pick players and positions around bye weeks.  'Cause bye weeks can kill you, take my word for it!

All in all the live draft was a pretty positive experience.  Although I do have to admit there is a certain thrill to seeing your team lineup for the first time if it's autopicked (that's where the computer picks the top ranked player available when it's your turn).  That's kinda fun, too, for a minute.  Until I realize I had the stupid computer that apparently drafted from the bottom up!

Let the Games Begin!!!

Ok, quick update.  I am in 5 (yeah, 5!!!) fantasy football leagues.  They're all with the same core of great, fun folks who do a fair amount of smack talking during the season.  It's all in fun, and has already begun!

Mike (Purple Haze) seems to think that this Granny needs Geritol.  I set him straight (was there any doubt I would?).  He's also started in with Cheryl, and Rusty and Susan are shooting barbs back and forth.

That's what makes these fantasy leagues so much fun!  Most of us have played together before and know personalities, etc.  There is some carry over from last season, too.  Rusty beat me out for the championship in one league last year and I am SO gunning for him this year!

Susan, the administrator for all of the leagues, puts in a lot of time and effort to make sure that everyone has a good time.  She's a lot of fun, too!  Quite the rabble rouser!

I'm looking forward to the official start of the season on Thursday because I've been waiting for so long for football, and because the 'games' will begin!!!

Good luck to everyone in their leagues!  Oh, and the Niners are going to make the playoffs this year. 

Finally, Football!

Ok, lots has happened since I last posted. Lots on the family side (son and daughter-in-law got married 8 years and 2 kids later, princess turned a year old, RA is finally managed, yes!!!), lots on the work side (won $5 million in contracts, yes!!!) and, finally, FOOTBALL!!!

It's been a long, dry six months but so much has happened so fast. Since I last posted (I know it's been a month and a half, trust me) Michael Vick was reinstated and got picked up by the Eagles (imagine that locker room drama!), Plaxico is going to jail for being stupid and, wait for it, BRETT FAVRE CAME OUT OF RETIREMENT!!! I know!!! Who in the heck could have predicted such a thing???? And signed with the Vikes!!! I can just hear the Cheeseheads bleeding internally behind this one.

I mean, c'mon Brett. Yeah, you felt screwed over by the Green Bay front office. You weren't getting paid to mentor Aaron Rodgers. You didn't want to give up the glory yet. We get that. So you hold a press conference and have every football fan sobbing along with you.

But you have "more to give to the game". So you go to the Jets while stepping all over your legacy in the process because you exhibited NO class. And suck. BAD. And retire yet again (not so many tears this time, though). And then spend the entire spring, OTA's and early camp in the "will he won't he" mode. Playing with the emotions of the die hards who aren't thoroughly disgusted (yet) with your behavior.

But the VIKES?? Dude, that doesn't stick it to the front office, that cuts the hearts out of the FANS. The people who paid a lot of hard earned money to sit in the Frozen Tundra of Lambeau, cheering you on. Believing in you. Mourning your father and praying for you and your family. Cheering you on during the Monday Night game immediately following his funeral (and not just the Packers fans, Brett. ALL of us) and crying right along with you. THESE are the people that you've taken a giant dump on by signing with a hated division rival.

Yeah yeah yeah. They offered x and you promised y. It's just business. We get it. But I don't think YOU get it. In the span of 3 years you've gone from revered football god to a total a-hole out for the bucks. Our bucks.

And, here's the bottom line, Brett. You aren't (a) as good and (b) as marketable as you were even last season. So enjoy your season, or as much of it as you can manage to play. Instead of Brett Favre, Football Legend, you are now 'that a-hole, has-been Favre'. Don't underestimate the ire of the fans, dude.

Wow, this post turned into a rant, huh? I guess that's why I have this blog!!! Check back and see what I rant about next time. And I promise it won't be six weeks!

Fantasy Football Begins!

One of the reasons I started this blog is because everyone (and I do mean EVERYONE) I know is way, way tired of hearing about my fanstasy football teams.

And not just the teams. My draft drama, player ups and downs, lineup woes, bye-week bitches, and the list goes on and on (and on and on and...).

I love football and I love fantasy football. I don't play live fantasy (refer back to how EVERYONE I know is tired of my fantasy football). It's not like those hilarious nfl.com commercials (I'll take Housemazilli!) (You'll take who we give you!). I played one season in a public league on-line and have been lucky to be invited to play in private on-line leagues with a very fun group of people for the past two seasons.

Now, I've never met these folks and most probably never will, but we do have fun during the season. Jibes and jokes pass back and forth on the sites and it's all in good fun. No one takes it seriously (at least I hope not!) and it doesn't get out of hand.

This blog will be my place to whine and cheer and anything else I need to do to get the fanstasy football out of my system before I talk to actual live people.

I'm in 3 leagues on nfl.com so far and my join another at ESPN. It doesn't take a lot of time but I live and die on the waiver wire.

The drafts are in August. I've never participated in a 'live' draft (where you pick your own players one at a time in turn) but will try to do it this season.

So check back. This will be a fun (at least for me) place to talk about my teams without watching my friends eyes glaze over...

It's just not FAIR!

I know, I know! I've told my kids a hundred times (each) that life isn't fair blah blah blah...but geez!

The RA always gets it's own way. ALWAYS. And there is no 'mom' to mediate the issue. I have lots of people on my side, from my wonderful husband to my oh-so-patient-with-this-patient rheumatologist, but that doesn't matter. RA -100 / Beth - 0!

That's not to say I don't push it and gain some yards. I do. Ya gotta live, right? But sometimes, without warning or even any real provocation, the RA comes pushing back with a vengeance and not only takes back all my hard won semblance of normalcy but sacks me like a bad quarterback with no front line! (I am jonesing for football, can you tell?)

I am taking up golf (my rheumatologist doesn't know this yet, so don't tell him before I see him, ok?). Lots of business done on the course, etc. etc. So I join a women's networking/golf organization and a few of my clients registered us as a foursome for an event on the 21st. I can't wait. I just got a set of clubs yesterday and planned to hit the driving range this afternoon and play a few holes over the weekend.

The RA has other ideas. I am exhausted. My wrists, hands, knees and feet hurt terribly. I feel like a truck hit me. I want to go home and nap for a long, long time. AND I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS!!! Nothing! Just went to work and came home.

Had a CMAA dinner meeting last night but left early and was home and in bed long before I normally would be. And why did I go to bed early? So I wouldn't be overtired and would feel good to hit the darn driving range today!

IT'S NOT FAIR

Michael Jackson

As the whole world (the news media says the whole world, and they can't say it on tv if it's not true, right?) is watching the spectacle of the Michael Jackson memorial unfold, I have several different, and sometimes conflicting, thoughts...

The statement that he provided the sound track to my generation is pretty accurate. His was the first poster I put on my bedroom wall as an elementary school girl with a big crush. When the Thriller video was first aired my oldest friend, Leslie, and I put our baby girls in little car seat carriers, made munchies and sat enthralled. Absolutely amazing.

I always felt kind of sorry for him because he was such a freak show on feet. I mean, he was pretty much forced to be the family breadwinner from the age of 5 and deprived of any normal childhood. His accusations of physical and mental abuse by his father reinforce my sorrow because, regardless of anything else, he was just a kid.

I'm not sure if his marriage to Lisa Marie was a stunt or he was truly looking for love.

The accusations against him for molestation make my blood run cold. I believe them. And that makes it all that much more confusing. I respect his talent, feel sorry that his life was such a mess, but hate him with every fiber of my being for hurting a child.

How's that for conflicted?

It's one of THOSE Days

I found this as a link in Lene Andersen's wonderful blog "The Seated View".


No explanation necessary...

My Babies

My grandkids are the reason I exist, seriously. I am so lucky that all four of them live relatively (within an hour of my house) close. Many weekends I get to see all four of them, and it's just the very best! They wear me out but I wouldn't have it any other way!

(Quick overview - Jay and Avaree are my son Jimmy and his wife Tara's kids, Jace and Connor are my daughter Sabrina and her husband Mike's boys. My daughter Kirstin and son Steven haven't met their 2 baby-per-kid minumum yet).

The picture is all 4 of my babies! From the left, Connor is a year old, Avaree is 10 mos (look at the size difference between Connor and Avaree! He is a gentle giant and Avaree is just a dink!) Jace is 2 and Jay is 2-1/2. See how much God loves me?

Jace is just the most gentle child I have ever seen. He can fuss with the best of them but is so, so sweet. He is definitely the sweetest of all my grandkids and has Auntie Kirstin all wrapped up. They are buddies!

Whenever he is around my in-laws he just goes up to these old people and climbs into their laps and tells stories to them. I mean, my father in law is 86 and has missing fingers and other just life stuff. My mother in law is 84 and has Parkinsons and her head is tilted. This has to be scary as heck for any kid, but not Jace. He is just the best. Patient, kind and loving. Such a joy! Unless you're trying to get him to eat, then it gets dicey. He is a really picky eater. Sabrina handles it well though and he really does get green veggies, he just doesn't know it.

Jay and Jace are very best friends and whenever they are together they just run and giggle, it's the cutest thing. Connor wants to be grown up so bad! He will crawl after the two older boys giggling his little diaper off and trying so hard to catch up. Jay will always stop and turn around and say "c'mon Connor!" without realizing his little cousin can't get up and run yet.

It won't be long now, though, and it's a good thing that Jace is so nice to his little brother, because Connor is a beast and will be bigger than him pretty quick! Connor is a sweetie, though, and the happiest baby ever. EVER. He had tubes put in his ears on a Thursday afternoon and then on Saturday just hanging out with the bigger boys and trying to eat the dog's biscuits. Sabrina told me that his procedure was delayed for two hours and he didn't get to eat from midnight Wednesday to 2:30 pm Thursday and he never fussed. Now this boy is the opposite of Jace when it comes to food. Connor will eat anything, anywhere at anytime. He prefers everything and constantly!

Avaree is most definitely a princess and very much her big brother's opposite. She is sweet and cute and cuddly and has Papa wrapped around her tiny little finger ALREADY. My husband Jim has always been tight with the boys and wrestles and runs around with them, but once Avaree started showing her personality he was a goner. Definitely a diva in the making! The funny thing is that when Jay was little and he got ME all wrapped up (the first time he smiled at me I promised him his first car) Jim made fun of me. Uh huh. Avaree has no idea she is so tiny and it's just the cutest thing when she gets up and starts cruising around pushing her little doll carriage. It is hilarious.

Jay is, well, Jay. He is my monkey butt and my boy. Basically he is hell on wheels and just has a great time in life. He is going to be an athlete, he just can't wait (mom and dad are both athletes). He loves balls and is learning to play catch, instead of just throw and retrieve. He got his first baseball glove and is quite proud of it. When he sees older boys playing basketball or soccer he just goes up and joins the game. No fear. AT ALL. Kinda scary, really. Jimmy has to watch the Cars movie with Jay everyday and the Jay sings the songs in the movie. It is just too cool. Jay was cuddly for about 5 minutes once.

For anyone but me. He will always cuddle with me and sing songs and kind of instictively knows when he has to be gentle with me. One day a week or so ago I was home in bed with a flare and Jimmy came over to work with Jim and brought the kids with him for Kirstin to watch. My bedroom door was closed but he busts in and climbs into bed with me (taking his shoes off first because he knows better) and cuddles up to me, kisses my hand and says "ok G-ma? Jay kiss you better." No one had told him I was sick. He is used to climbing into bed with us in the morning and watching Mickey Mouse when they lived with us, so it's not like if G-ma is in bed she must be sick. It's just amazing to me.

He is very two, though, and has moments of being a total jerk. But no one is allowed to say anything about him around me! He is NOT a butthead! He is perfect, and he knows his G-Ma loves him more than anything! But I also don't take any crap from him, and he knows that, too.

I am really objective about all 4 of my kids, and am proud of the people that they are, but I know what their flaws and challenges are. But there is no objectivity about my babies. They are all perfect and can do no wrong. And that drives my kids nuts. So my mission is accomplished and my life is complete!