The Week That Was

FIRST OF ALL...

I did not cheat for a second week in a row. I *did* have a couple or several handfuls of Lays potato chips. I swear I could hear the angels sing. Geez, they were good. Technically, that's not cheating since I still had my 35 bonus points to use for the week. Again, there had better be some progress on the scale in the AM.

I watched The Biggest Loser again. I have to say I have a bone to pick with Jillian. For one, she seems pretty mean. I’d be tempted to throw a barbell at her. Or a stick of Extra sugar-free gum. That show is all about product placement. Even when I hear her commercial on the radio, I scream “You’re mean!!!” to the dashboard. Anyhoo! Last week as part of the teams’ challenge, Orange Team had to watch a “normal” person eat what they would eat for a day. There were burritos, nachos, something that looked like a crunchmelt and more lined up on the table. Jillian had to eat some of it. Girlfriend looked mortified that this grease and fat had to pass her lips. When she took a bite, she nearly gagged. To which I thought, “Really, Jillian? I heard you say on Leno that you were a former fat girl. There is NO WAY you didn’t enjoy that Taco Bell goodness. No. Freakin’. Way.”

My Tigers beat UNC!!! Did I say beat? I mean DOMINATED! Yeah! Trevor Booker is a monster!

I ordered all of the materials for my Giant Inspiration Board. Pictures to follow. I’m not sure what it is but I feel like my creativity is back. For a while there, I felt like it had just gone. Sorry, Lovey! It’s back.

Vol Nation was pi$$ed this week when their weasel coach Lane Kiffin bolted to USC. I say good riddance. You’ll fit right in in Cali, Lane. There’s no place in Knoxville for a slick guy. They needed a good old boy like Derrick Dooley (even thought I had never heard of him before he was announced as coach. Heh.)

Lovey and I completed a minor home improvement project with a bare minimum of impatience and cursing on his part. I was the one who had to stand there with a wall-mount television bracket balanced on my head. You didn’t see me betching cuz my head was sore either.

FINALLY…..and horribly....

Gaines Adams died today at 26. DIED. At 26 of a heart attack. I cannot seem to wrap my head around this one. Just a few years ago, I was cheering for him from the Clemson upper deck. The craziness is that he is the second athlete this week to die from an enlarged heart. I’m no doctor, but shouldn’t this be something that should be, I don’t know, checked from now on in athletic physicals? I’m just devastated for his family. Rest in peace.