September 12, 2009

If I Were Creative, This Would be an Ode to Cheesecake

I don't think I've really posted this often, but my husband is a Gator. He graduated with his doctorates from UF.

He's never been a big football fan. My having grown up with parents into ball, always kept up with it, but having married someone not so into it, I read about it more now than watch. And I have VERY strong opinions regarding SEC ball. People can say anything they want to the contrary and I just turn a deaf ear. (BTW, I want UMich to beat the crap out of Notre Dame today. I do pay attention to other Conferences. My Mom graduated from UMich. M Go Blue!)

Anyway, with Tim Tebow Boy Wonder, my second son has taken an active interest in Gator ball. He's become probably one of the most avid fans, watching it on TV, decorating his room with Tim Tebow quotes, and requesting Gator paraphenalia for decor... like the big ass Gator lamp he has in there now. This has in turn, brought out the inner Gator in my husband, who has now turned into a huge football fan.

And on a sidenote, I find it very funny that as much as Mr. T LOVES the Gators, he wants to go to Georgia Tech. Bones said to me, "Why does he want to go to that Bumble Bee school?" I replied, "Ummm... yellow jackets."

Because this is the last year of Tim Boy Wonder, my husband decided this would be a good year to take the boys to their first college football game... their first Gator game.

He got them tickets to watch UF soundly spank Troy State into last year.

You may ask why this game as opposed to... ohhhh... Tennessee. Well, that would be because to see UF vs. Troy State was actually almost affordable. To see UF vs. UT was going to take a home equity line of credit against the house.

SEC ball is not cheap to watch unless doing so from the comfort of your own home.

The boys have had a great time, from what I gather. Bones was decked out with Gator tattoos on his face. They've seen my husband's old stomping grounds and walked campus. They've now officially been... in the Swamp. From what I understand, the energy was positively electrifying, something Bones would feed off of.

After the game was over, walking through the parking lot, Bones saw his voice teacher. She waved. He was thrilled. This is the woman I've written of, young, blonde, when she sings, squirrels, birds and deer appear out of nowhere to listen. Our own little version of Snow White.

Bones immediately got hold of his Dad's cell phone to call me. 'Mom! Mom! Mom!", he exclaimed. "I saw Kathy! She is here! I don't get it. She has a job down where we are. How does she go to college here and have a job where we are?"


I said, "Dude, she isn't a college student. She did what you did... she traveled up there to watch the game."

I thought that was funny. Hey, she's just graduated. She's college student age.

So what does this all mean? It means... I'm home alone.


Yes. It is true. I'm sitting here... in absolute quiet. The entire day has been quiet, except for the quiet rumbling of my washing machine as I try to make a dent in last week's laundry.

I got up at 5, met my Team and did 5 miles (they did 8, but I'm having blister issues... still), came home, showered, went to get my car serviced, came back home, and slept, got up, ran some errands, and now I'm cooking dinner.

And... it's all about the food.

My girlfriends have been teasing me about what I was going to eat while the family was gone. Not having family obligations to have to cook, they were conjuring up all sorts of thoughts for me. I declared it, "ICE CREAM CAKE FOR DINNER!"

That's been the joke.

But it is a joke, because instead, I'm cooking a meal only I would enjoy. Nobody else in this home likes steamed green beans. Nobody else in this house likes oysters. Nobody else likes sauteed onions and mushrooms.

And so as I type this, in my oven is a piece of sea bass I found in my freezer, cooking in a white wine, topped with sauteed red onions and mushrooms with garlic and butter. On the side is a homemade oyster stuffing. The meal is rounded out with fresh green beans.

OH! And I stopped by the Cheesecake Factory and picked up a slice of Godiva Chocolate cheesecake.

I will read... in quiet... as I eat. If it weren't for my short excursions out of the house, I could readily have gone the entire day without... saying a word.


Meanwhile, my nephew is at UF now, his college of choice, having turned down many many offers throughout the nation. That is big if you live in Florida as Florida is TOUGH to get into. Not only did he get in, but he's on a full ride.

Smart boy.

I'm already thinking of what I can bake for him when we visit during homecoming. Yes, I am going next time. Through my husband's college, as an alumn, they offered great prices for Homecoming and Gator Growl. With that, my past birthday gifted me Gator clothes so I'll blend. I even have a Gator pad to sit on in the bleachers. I'm ready.

And so with that visit, I'll be taking something to my nephew. He loves my cooking. If we can find a full kitchen, I'll cook him a full meal. I suspect we'll have to settle on dinner out and homemade cookies, however.

He's a good kid.

And today... was a most excellent day.

Posted by Boudicca at September 12, 2009 05:55 PM

Oh? A Gator family? Well, I can see I need to encourage that sort of behavior!

Go Gators!


Posted by: Joan of Argghh! at September 12, 2009 07:01 PM

... sounds like a wonderful, wonderful day...... BUT, it would have been so much better if Tennessee had beaten those dang Bruins......... hey, I'm just saying......

Posted by: Eric at September 12, 2009 09:01 PM

Remind me to tell you about the football player from UF I dated....
I am so with you on the whole "not saying a word all day" some days I really need that...

Posted by: holder at September 13, 2009 08:25 AM

Sounds like ther perfect day! :)

Posted by: Richmond at September 13, 2009 04:55 PM

The UM/ND game was awesome and like I say the best thing about a football game is the last 5 minutes and that game didn't disappoint!

And college football is really the only football worth watching!

Posted by: Quality Weenie at September 14, 2009 09:51 AM

Sounds like a wonderful day alone! My parents both attended University of Nebraska, so they were bigtime Huskers fans. Dad even bought the "Go Big Red" toilet seat, but Mom wouldn't let him install it. And the world came to a stop during the Nebraska-Oklahoma game. Now you've got me in a fall mood, and I don't even watch football!

Posted by: PeggyU at September 16, 2009 11:30 AM