RAW

So at our house, every Monday night, instead of just football or a movie or another activity, we do something pretty unique. It took me a while to get used to it, but after months of practice and countless hours of endurance, I’m not sure whether I’m proud or ashamed to say … I am now used to and actually enjoy Monday Night RAW.

For those of you unfamiliar with RAW, it’s 2 full hours of action-packed, sweat-filled choreographed wrestling. Now the participants of this thrilling event are not your average men and women. No no … They are pumped full of steroids and work out in a gym more in a week than I do in a year. (Ok, so sure, I work out less than your average person but just making a point, these people are insane.)


If you’re still not sure you’ve ever seen RAW (or one of its equivalents like ECW or Smackdown), it’s the same activity that men like The Rock and Hulk Hogan made a surprisingly good living doing for years.

I started watching it simply to appease my cute husband, boyfriend at the time. But I was shocked the other day to find that I was actually looking forward to Monday night to find out what will happen with my favorite characters on RAW. I think it’s kind of a more masculine version of a soap opera – Jay even calls it his “stories.” I even got angry when my favorite of all characters, Triple H (picture below – no spring chicken, but I think he’s as real as anyone gets on that show), was traded to Smackdown, another “branch” of WWE, which airs on Fridays. You’d be amazed how quickly this show sucks you in. I never thought I’d see the day.


Moral of this story: Be careful what you do to make your spouse happy because you might end up addicted to cheesy fake-o wrestling.

He's Just Fun

Can I just say I probably have the coolest brother ever? He seriously cracks me up. And even though I'm horrible about writing him (although when I do write, I try to make it extra fun to make up for my terrible lack of consistent contact), he continues to send our family a sweet, informative and usually hilarious email each week.

You would not believe the things he does out in Maryland (on his mission). Swinging on tree vines (very Tarzan-esque), catching snapping turtles, walking 15 miles a day with his companion and oh yes, icing on the cake, they sure did shoot and kill a dove with a slingshot and proceed to skin and EAT it. EW. That's just wrong! I have pictures if you don't believe it, just ask. And yet ... I really wasn't that surprised when I found out. haha. It was very ... Lance. (Not the animal cruelty, just the doing of bizarre and unexpected activities.) We love him for his craziness.

Yes, I know - You only wish your brother was as good as mine. Too bad. I'm not trading.

Here we go ...

Alright - I realize this is how everyone's first blog is but ... Who am I to break tradition? I have finally succumbed to the threats of my blogger friends and family and have created a blog. You will be thrilled and amused as I post the extremely wild and crazy details of our lives and activities. Movies watched ... Weekend trips ... What I made for dinner last Tuesday ... the sheer excitement of our lives will shock and astound you.

Stay tuned and prepare to be amazed ...