OK, so I know I may be streching the idea of coincidences a bit much, but here's something interesting. In 1992, my family, along with my grandparents on my mother's side, went on a houseboat trip along the St. Johns River, in FLA. During our trip, we watched the Gators play in the 1992 Sugar Bowl against Notre Dame (Of course, UF lost.) We kept a constant vigil to see if we could catch a glimpse of my sister's now ex-boyfriend, who played 3rd string receiver for the Gators. No luck, I think.
Anyway, I was flipping channels on sunday morning and came across the same game on ESPN classic. Maybe one minute later, I get a call from my parents, who were at my grandmother's house (mom's side - my grandfather passed away several years ago). Kinda interesting? I know I'm stretching it...
I love sledding. My brother and I, along with the kiddos, went sledding on a wicked cool hill near Clinton, and I am proud to say I beat him every time we raced. Heh. Sibling rivalry never dies. Someone built some ramps, so I was able to get some cool air on some of my rides.
I don't even feel that sore!
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