Sunday, September 9, 2012

Football is the Fifth Season

Hey cheesers!
It's Miss Sarcasm here with the latest cheesy theme : Football Season!

Football is pretty big here in the states.  I'm talking American football.  Not soccer.  Cuz that makes me think about David Beckham...
 Oh.  Hey there hot stuff.  How YOU doin?

Wait,  What were we talking about?

Oh.  Football.

American football.

This:


College football, high school football, NFL level football.... hell even Pee Wee toddler football seems to be a thing anymore.

We love our football.  Why?  Because it's a great, exciting sport to watch AND because football viewing involves necessities we all love:  beer, couches, friends, comfy clothes, and food.  Lots of food.

My life has been pretty much steeped and marinated in football.

My dad is a hardcore football fan and watches all the games.

I met the Hubby over 17 years ago when he was a football player in high school.  I was in marching band and flags corp.  We hit it off immediately.  Soul mates probably, if you will.  I was proud to be dating a hot football player.  He was lucky to have a girlfriend.  He let me wear his jersey and letter jacket.  I let him try out my vagina and make kids with me.  Fair trade.

I went to college at a Big 10 university known for it's football culture and dedicated fans.  I loved everything about my four years there, especially the game days and atmosphere surrounding everything college football. Aka, tailgating.  Aka, beer and partying.

I live in a community where high school football is a SUPER important tradition.  We have an amazingly talented football team year after year.  An award winning football program.  Friday nights under the lights of a football field are the happening thing this time of year.

I'd watch The Blind Side and Remember the Titans every single day if I could.

Don't get me started on Super Bowl parties..... just let me say one thing about them:

Buffalo Chicken Dip.

Not even joking you guys.

BUFFALO CHICKEN DIP with crackers.  Or poured straight down my throat.
Recipe here:  http://www.food.com/recipe/buffalo-chicken-dip-79116 

I use WAY less hot sauce, by the way.  Because I'm a spice wimp.  And way MORE cheese.  Cuz hello?  CHEESE.



Which brings me to what I'd like to know from you all, cheesy friends.  I'd love to hear stories about your favorite teams, a favorite game, favorite rivalry, interesting football story.... and your favorite football game day snacks.  Recipes y'all.  Basically, I want recipes.

Email us at cheesybloggers@gmail.com to share your football themed posts!




Sunday, August 12, 2012

Silver Medal Mottos

Friday night I was wandering around the twitter, and I came across an article.  The article claimed that competitors prefer to win a bronze medal than a silver medal. 

Now  Having never won any type of medal myself, I can't claim to be an expert. But this makes complete sense to me. 

A bronze medal means you made the top three.  At least you weren't fourth.  A silver medal, alternatively, means that you JUST missed the top spot.  You could have been a champ, but you weren't quite good enough. 

This obviously brought on a hilarious tweet fit between myself and Miss Laura Anne @LA_theGirl






First, Laura Anne said:

They should add the phrase "mckayla is not impressed" to the silver medal.    
    


To which I laughed and replied:

Or "FAIL."

And then it started.  Laura Anne and I went back and forth for far too long, quoting what we thought were appropriate Silver Medal Mottos.

@LA_theGirl:  "Maybe next time?"

@SnappySurprise: "Hope that wasn't your last chance."

@LA_theGirl: "Not pictured on Wheaties."

@SnappySurprise: "Lucky, since I don't know my national anthem."

@LA_theGirl: "It could be worse."

@SnappySurprise: "Just pretend it's white gold." 

@LA_theGirl:  "Filing an enquiry." 

@SnappySurprise: "You were probably on drugs anyway."

@LA_theGirl:  "Dear 3rd place, Sucka!"

@SnappySurprise: "My cat could do that better." 

@LA_theGirl:  "Almost!"

@SnappySurprise: "First is the worst. Second is the best. Third is the one with the hairy chest."

@LA_theGirl:  "Cheated ---->" (points at gold)


And that was it  That was the winning Silver Medal Motto, right there.  Because all I could do was imagine some amazingly impressive, muscular, world record holding Olympic champion, standing on the podium, silver medal hanging around his neck... with eyebrows raised and thumb pointing over at the one person who beat him, and a thinking bubble floating above his head:  Cheated ---->. 

And then I laughed for five minutes. 

Thanks Laura Anne.  I now adore you.  I don't mind conceding defeat to the master.  Although you probably cheated. 

Friday, August 10, 2012

Eye poking should totally be an Olympic event

Hello!  Welcome to the brain of the HILARIOUS GENIUS Miss Mayor Gia.  If you have not yet experienced the remarkable humour of this adorable gal, I promise you, you are in for a TREAT

This time, she is gracing us with her analysis of the categories that make up the Girlfriend Olympics.  She says she's awarding herself medals where appropriate. We think you’ll find she's being more than fair. 

And keep your eyes peeled for "The Clinger" - that's a good one. 

If you'd got an sporty or Olympic-y post for us - old or new - send it on over!  Just email the html to CheesyBloggers@gmail.com . 

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The Girlfriend Olympics


As I briefly mentioned last week, I may not be Olympic material, per se.

Oh, except for this:




What, you don’t believe me? Please, let me prove myself.

Here are the events of the Girlfriend Olympics that I would dominate:


EVENT 1: PIE-MAKING

Description:  Good girlfriends bake, of course. Super good girlfriends bake delicious things.  Gold medal girlfriends bake delicious apple pies.

My qualifications: I present that time I made boyfriend an apple pie:




Results: C’mon guys. Best pie EVER. No one else comes close. I award myself GOLD.




EVENT 2: BEING  HELPFUL

Description: We’re not just trophy girlfriends, damnit! Girlfriends need to be helpful with stuff, like telling Boyfriends how to put something together or letting them know we think they’re lost and they should probably stop and ask for directions.

My qualifications: I built a grill, remember?




Also who is the one who told Boyfriend about the trout fishing in my town? ME. That’s who.




Results: GOLD. 





He means this



Anyhoo, next event:


EVENT 3: EYEPOKING

 





Description: Self explanatory, no?
My qualification



Um, I’m pretty good at accidentally poking.  Boyfriend in the eye. It’s mostly an accident, I swear.





*whistles*

Results: GOLD! Actually, I’m the only one in this event:


It'll catch on eventually.

EVENT 4: WINE DRINKING

Description: The ability to drink (or, as some might say, “guzzle”) wine is a very important skill for girlfriends.  Why, you ask? Well, that’s a silly question. Don’t ask that. Just accept it as true.




My qualifications: I’m really good at drinking wine. Even when I try to not be.




Results: Clearly, I’m a gold medalist in this competition.


Total for Day One: 156.32


EVENT 5: SEXYTIME


Description: Apparently boyfriends like sexytime. This is a shock to no one.

My qualifications: Well, I’m a sex goddess:




And there’s this of course:


Use your imagination. Or don't. 

Results: GOLD



YAAAY!





Yes, GOLD.


EVENT 6: RUNNING




Next!


(REAL) EVENT 6: HUGGING

Description: It’s not all about sexytime, you know. Girlfriends need to be good huggers, too.

My qualifications: Well, I’m a solid Boyfriend-hugger on a normal day:




But then I pull my super tricky climber move. I call it “The Clinger.”




Results: Gold, obviously. OBVIOUSLY.


Yay Boyfriend! You get a medal for this one too!

Okay, time to tally up the points…




Oh?




…oh.


Um. Okay. Here we go:


EVENT 7: LETTING BOYFRIEND SLEEP


Description: I don’t know. Sleep isn’t that important.




Okay, okay.

My qualifications: I usually let Boyfriend sleep.






 
Ahem, that was kind of your fault for waking up and saying your chest felt weird.






Hey. Boob pain is serious.


OKAY okay! Hmph. We get the picture.

Results: I’m giving myself bronze for that one.



ANYWAY, let’s tally up the overall points!

Me: 305.21

Why, that’s enough to clinch the gold in the overall competition for the GIRLFRIEND OLYMPICS!




I believe that OFFICIALLY makes me the WORLD’S BEST GIRLFRIEND!!







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