If you know my family, you are well aware that we are quite the soccer fans - so, to fulfill our soccer thirst, my mom, dad and I went to the Women's US Soccer Team versus China at the Cleveland Brown's Stadium on Saturday night (we won by the way). What's more important than the win, though, is the classic Jane Freeman moment that took place.
After our first goal, the fans were, naturally, going wild, including my mom... but for some reason she wasn't blending in. She was chanting, "ALRIGHT JOSIE!! WAYYYY TO GO JOSIE!!!" - all while throwing her hands in the air and belting her guts out.
FUNNY- there is not a Josie on the US team, the Chinese team, nor any of the teams' staff. People were looking at her funny. And it was getting quite obvious my mom was either having a psychotic delusion OR she was not aware that the flashing "JOSE CUERVO" sign on the score board, was not, in fact, a reflection of the game's status. It was the latter - my mom's inability to get with the times, and also her inability to read Spanish.
If I had any doubts about moving home for this year, this little incident helped to clear that all up. I am quite content with that decision - now.
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When I was about 6 or 7, I excused myself from the dinner table at the country club to tell on a man who had entered the Dining Room while donning a noticeably high-maintenance, gravity defying coif that no doubt required about half a bottle of hair gel.
The sign above the Golf Club dining room clearly read, "NO SPIKES"
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