A Name Change

So, the name has changed for my, uh, I mean our blog. C'mon let's be honest. Right now the score is 30-16 in favor of Trish for blog posts. Is everyone's life really that busy?? Not even 5 minutes a month to spare to write a little sumthin, sumthin?? Hmm, maybe this is a sign that I need to get a life. :-( Anyway, that's a whole 'nother story. So, does anyone else ever stop by to read this thing other than Alana-Marie, Maura, and Krista?? (At least they are the only people that occasionally leave a comment). Just curious...

My brush with the Pittsburgh famous

For those of you that haven't heard about my adventures in celebrity last week I thought I would share with you. Sooooo.....I was out to dinner last Wednesday night with some girlfriends of mine at a new Mexican restaurant up in Wexford and we saw Alan Faneca. He walked into the bar and my friend Missy and I went to investigate if it was really him. We decided the best way would be to breeze by and look in on our way to the ladies room. So that's what we did. I took one look in the bar and when I did, we made direct eye contact. I probably looked like a deer in headlights. I knew it was definitely him or Grizzly Adams and I'm pretty sure that guy is dead so it had to be Faneca. We scurried off to the bathroom and while in there my friend Missy says, "Trish, what if when we walk back out there, I trip right in front of the bar then he'll have to help us." Ha! Well it's a good thing that I was in the bathroom cause I almost peed myself at her suggestion. Anyway, ends up he was waiting for his wife and daughter to arrive for dinner. And where do you think they sat?......in the booth directly behind ours!! The backs of the booths were too high so we couldn't see them. I wanted to get a picture with him but the son of a B ignored me when I tried to get his attention. For real!! How rude!! Half of us thought he didn’t hear me, the other half thought he heard and just ignored me. I waited till he was done with dinner and paid his check. He got up and walked back towards the bathroom/bar and I said, "Alan! Alan!" He just kept right on walking. Oh well, I’m pretty sure the picture would have been of just my head and his chest anyway. He is ginormous!! Definitely wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley. Seriously, he's a scary, big man....

Spit

Just wanted to share a funny story from last weekend. Pete and Joyce were in town for a visit so we all spent some time together down at the Wood's. Anyway, during halftime of the Steelers game Lake and Nathan decided to get in a quick game of cards and played Spit. Well Aslyn of course needs to be a part of the action so she followed them into the dining room to watch them play. As we were all walking over Nathan and I are doing the old grade school prank of pretending to spit on one another's head. So when Nathan sits down Aslyn of course wants in on the prank but instead of fake spitting on Nate she actually spit all over his face! It was hilarious!! He turned around and looked at me and said, "Oh my God, she ACTUALLY spit on me." His face was splattered with little foam pieces of spit. I thought I was going to pee my pants. It was priceless. Man.... you gotta love kids.