I just realized that I start my new job in 3 weeks and 1 day. I'm excited to be going back to the adult world. I love being home with Katie, but there are only so many potty-accidents, temper tantrums, and episodes of Dora that one mom can handle. It'll be nice to talk to people using words with more than 2 syllables about things other than Swiper the Fox and bubbles. I'll miss my time with Katie, no doubt. But I'll value the time I have with her even more. Plus, I'll have the opportunity to leave the house and Kates will get to make new friends.
So, yeah, 3 weeks until I become Laura The Adult again. Huzzah!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Derivation
So, here it is, my first blog. Woohoo. Okay, maybe I should be a little excited. WOOHOO!!!! Eew, too much. Anywho, I figured I'd start out with the origins of the Shooter McFinney name. Here goes:
I bowl. With my family, every Wednesday night. We are a team (Mom, Patti, John, James, and I) and we categorically and consistently stink. Sorry, Mom, but 10th out of 12 ain't stellar. We're getting better, really. This is where Shooter comes in.
Every Wednesday night, I bowl crappily and can't get a handle on how to improve. So, my teammates decided that I needed a new moniker to embody the me that erupts on the rare occasion that I make a spare or, gasp, a strike. They liken that enthusiastic burst of happiness (and its accompanying fist pump) to the character Shooter McGavin from Happy Gilmore. So one such Wednesday, they changed my screen name from Laura Finney to Shooter Finney. Almost immediately, I started bowling better. The name, and my score, has since evolved to Shooter McFinney, with a brief stint as Shooter McShoot Shoot. My last game as Shooter netted me a score of 190. So, yeah, it kinda works.
So there it is. I go all out to start my own blogspace-type-thing and open 'er up with a post about bowling.
I know where this is going from here, 'cause I'm tricksy like that.
I bowl. With my family, every Wednesday night. We are a team (Mom, Patti, John, James, and I) and we categorically and consistently stink. Sorry, Mom, but 10th out of 12 ain't stellar. We're getting better, really. This is where Shooter comes in.
Every Wednesday night, I bowl crappily and can't get a handle on how to improve. So, my teammates decided that I needed a new moniker to embody the me that erupts on the rare occasion that I make a spare or, gasp, a strike. They liken that enthusiastic burst of happiness (and its accompanying fist pump) to the character Shooter McGavin from Happy Gilmore. So one such Wednesday, they changed my screen name from Laura Finney to Shooter Finney. Almost immediately, I started bowling better. The name, and my score, has since evolved to Shooter McFinney, with a brief stint as Shooter McShoot Shoot. My last game as Shooter netted me a score of 190. So, yeah, it kinda works.
So there it is. I go all out to start my own blogspace-type-thing and open 'er up with a post about bowling.
I know where this is going from here, 'cause I'm tricksy like that.
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