Weekend Update

For some reason, I am SOOO ready for the weekend! I think it is this beautiful fall weather (OK, it is 65 degrees here, but compared to the usual 80 degrees, it feels like fall).  The wind is blowing, the leaves are beautiful, and it feels like perfect college football weather.  Brent is going to get up early in the morning and go deer hunting, and we will probably rent movies and lounge around tomorrow night.  Saturday, I have GOT to get caught up on laundry.How can two people generate so much laundry?  I have no idea, but we manage to do it.  Saturday is a big game for Bulldog fans -the Georgia/Auburn game.  Once again, mind you, I am not a fan of the game of football, but I love game days and getting together with friends and seeing Brent at his happiest.  Saturday will be no exception.  We are having some friends over and I think I am going to keep it easy and make a big pot of chili (or maybe try a new recipe I found for Santa Fe Soup-sounds yummy) - something else to make it feel like fall.  I am prepared for my two scenarios at bedtime Saturday night;  Scenario one, Georgia wins the game - Brent will pick me up, throw me over his shoulders, and carry me upstairs, hooting and hollering all the way, give me lots of kisses and tell me how much he loves me.  Scenario two, Auburn wins the game -Brent kisses the top of my head as I sit on the couch, and trudges upstairs not to be heard from again until he wakes in the morning.  At this point, he will begin an endless stream of phone calls to his football buddies trying to figure out "what the hell went wrong."  *insert big sigh* I know my husband so well.  HeeHee

There is a place that recently opened in Atlanta called Ikea (sp?).  I don't know exactly what it is but they have everything in the world household related at supposedly really good prices.We plan to go downtown and have lunch and check this place out on Sunday. Some friends of our bought some of those shelves you put together yourself for their garage and Brent has decided we HAVE to HAVE these to hold all of his fishing, hunting, work toys that are littering our garage. I, on the other hand, am in the market for a Christmas tree.  Being our first Christmas in our new house, Brent is really pushing me to go for a real tree this year.  Mmmm, the smell of pine needles sounds good, but the sound of them clogging up my vacuum cleaner doesn't!  We'll have to wait and see what wins out - my sense of Christmas spirit and tradition or my neat and practical side that tells me fake is better!!