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Yes. God CAN pester you about your blog.
TOTALLY possible.
Swear.
God hearts blogs, too. You should see his Google Reader. Bananas.
PS - if God can follow my blog, you should too... it's only right.
I should probably clarify how God is 'bothering' me about my blog. Yesterday, I got my first check from BlogHer for my ad space. It was kinda a kick in the bottom that I should at least TRY to publish something even though I keep thinking about it and then I hesitate like whoa.
So yeah. Bloggy blog.
We went to the Alabama game (Homecoming vs. another SEC team (dumb idea whoever made that call), South Carolina). It was fabulousness covered in awesomesauce.
92,000+ people packed out Bryant-Denny.
The whole town was incredibly crowded (in the best kind of way) and we made it just in time for the end of the Homecoming parade. JUST in time to see Michael's fraternity showcase(?) 3 pledges walking naked in the parade covered by merely a blue barrel with the frat's letters painted on the front. Yeah...
We also attempted to find a friend of mine (Donya, see the Pitter Pat House logo to the left...) about 10 minutes before the team and Coach Saban were to arrive at the stadium, so we were stopped to try and catch a glimpse of Saban and LORD DID WE.
It was 11 kinds of amazing.
No, make that 12 - one for each National Championship.
Eh. Wait..
MAKE THAT 13 FOR THE NEXT ONE!
We managed to get about 10 feet from him and I'm not going to lie... it was exactly like seeing Jesus.
Except that I haven't seen Jesus. But, I have now seen Saban... so... yeah... I WIN.
It was freezing. I got new boots (drooooooooool). We won. Alabama is now ranked #2 and #1 in the AP poll. And I got new boots.
Oh, and I saw this sign:
(It says "Slow adults at play") (I've seen this sign a thousand times before) (Just never taken a picture)
I should probably do a post on just the boots.... Hmmmm.
