I know a lot of you are thinking that I'm ridiculous for wanting to make Jimmer's day a national holiday but I figure that if we can give the Jews Hanukkah and the Negros Martin Luther King Day that I should be able to have a holiday that I can sit back and meditate on the meaning of life & basketball.I love basketball!!! And I love Jimmer!!! I knew it was going to be a great day today when I woke up at 5:30 am, too excited to fall back asleep. I didn't even drink any Dr. Pepper today, I have been running on pure adrenalin. Jimmer is like my personal supply of cocaine, just can't get enough of him (hopefully the side effects aren't as severe.)
Michael and I decided to have a Jimmer party (really that just means I told Michael I was coming over to watch the game BYU vs Vermont.) I think the only reason he didn't lock the door was to see what kind of fool I was going to make out of myself.
In preparation for the highly anticipated game I constructed a poster with a cardboard handle to raise up over my head every time Jimmer scored. I also felt like I needed to combine the 2 things that I love most: sweets & building shrines to Jimmer. I know that Martha Stewart isn't going to be calling me up to ask for cake decorating tips but in my defense this cake was the first one that I have tried to decorate with special icing tools. In case you didn't know I was trying to paint out the Marriott Center. I enjoyed doing it and better yet the cake was good to eat.
The only way the game could have gotten any better is if Jimmer would have announced that the game was dedicated to me (don't worry he told me already last night on the phone, )and if TJ Fredette would have written a song about me to sing at half time. Last but not least here is my father giving his views on the game today. Don't mind his attire.What a wonderful day. BYU won, I ate cake and I got to look at my vanilla & chocolate boyfriends all in one shot. Sweet 16 here we come!!
