This week was filled with a whole ton of action and significant moments for my family…but not many math lessons.
The first came on March 22nd when my big brother Sammy celebrated his 15th year living with Mom and the Scribe! Of course we should have had a huge party to honor this anniversary but my parents were a bit distracted by work and the fact that Michigan was playing in the Sweet 16 (aka the NCAA basketball championships). As it turns out, the basketball team put on quite the show to give their respects to Sammy and move on to the “Elite 8” on Saturday. Although I knew the importance of the day to Sam (and my Mom, who told everyone), I also recognized that my parents were really into the basketball game so I huddled up with Dad to provide him (and by transitive property the Michigan team) the necessary support to advance.
Friday we had a day off from sporting events but my parents once again did not celebrate Sammy’s anniversary. Instead, they went to the eye dentist and got new glasses. I was hopeful that these new specs they picked up would give them a better vision of the importance of family….but as it turns out no party for Sam occurred that evening either.
Then on Saturday my parents were distracted not only with the Elite 8 basketball game but also the first round of the men’s college hockey tournament in which Michigan was also participating. Sure we got a walk around the block on Saturday (even the long block) but it was disproportionately short relative to the time we spent watching the hockey team advance to the quarterfinals and the basketball team squeaking out a win over Florida State to make it to the Final Four in San Antonio. This excited my parents and therefore myself and Sammy…although we were convinced all the jumping about was a delayed reaction to the 15 years + 2 days that Sammy had been living in our house. All our efforts really wore us out:
Then today, we had to regain our focus when the hockey team was playing again for their chance to advance to the Frozen Four. Thankfully, our parents were gone for an hour or two before the game. However, when they got home they smelled REALLY good. Seafood, spices, garlic…a boil party that we weren’t invited to!?!?!?! Boy did this depress me:
Fortunately, the hockey team did win to advance to the so called Frozen Four which once again lifted the spirits of the entire pack.
So in summary, Michigan has advanced to the Final 4 in basketball and the Frozen 4 in hockey and Sammy just finished his 15th year in the pack…and we are both really glad we didn’t have to do any math problems this week (end) since neither of us are really all that interested in going to college anyhow.
With that said, I am looking so forward to going to San Antonio where Charles informed me that they have a fort famous for their a la mode (with sprinkles) and then the following weekend we get to go to the city of with the giant cherry…which would go so well with our ice cream and sprinkles…just saying!
The Tempest
See you soon Red!