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homecoming, or four more reasons that nothing will ever get done before nine p.m. this week.

Posted in drama drama drama, etcetera, fall is football, gators, going quietly mad, roommates, sports, the joys of living in Florida on October 20, 2008 by drbolte

so, we’re building a float.

and by we, i mean basically my roommate and i, since i designed it and she’s in charge of it and we’re sort of just recruiting grunt labor from the other members of our organization to get work done which i actually don’t really have much hope of successfully accomplishing as i have visions of having to paint 4 by 8 plywood myself every night this week.

and it will still probably suck.

because yeah i have this picture in my mind the way i think it should look and i just have this feeling that, like everything else that i have a picture of in my mind, it won’t quite turn out like that.

and i need to be zen about that in a big fat serious way because i don’t have time, at all, to be obsessing about a stupid float for a stupid parade. the float is already going to outshine what we did last year, so what the flip does it matter?

oh, it matters.

because i’m just that anal.

but i seriously don’t have time for this and as i write this i’m becoming more and more anxious about everything that i have to do.

(can you tell? i think you can tell.)

one of the most important job applications (i.e. one of the ones that i REEAAAAALLLLLYYYY would like a shot at) is due on the 24th.

AS IN FRIDAY.

if it’s postmarked, it will probably be fine, but i would like to have it out of my hands by wednesday.

that’s my goal.

but i still have to rewrite everything and mess with everything and OH HOLY FLIP THEY WANT TRANSCRIPTS AND TEACHING EVALUATIONS.

and tonight, what am i doing?

herding cats, otherwise known as getting basically willing, but sort of not willing, volunteers to catch my vision and paint neatly.

sigh.

i’ve been at it since 6:30.  AM. four hours getting stuff together which included some fairly interesting home depot debacles and a serious need for sugar by 930, another hour of sketching the plan onto plywood, a brief nap, stupid ticket meeting that wastes my life, running for way not long enough but oh well it was something and it didn’t feel like i was going to die, seeing tim tebow and percy harvin on their way to practice (i might have lost my breath for a minute, but i’m not sure…), coming home to a letter from australia, and now this minor panic attack while i think about all i have to do and the fact that i told my roommate i would cook for our homecoming breakfast on friday morning.

you know, before i ride in the float that i design and WILL PROBABLY BE FREAKING OUT ABOUT all morning.

why do i do this to myself?

i should get to work, right?

but i think i’ll go watch west wing.  curled up in my bed.  and contemplate why it is that jimmy smits is such a better presidential option than anyone running this week.

sigh.

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in which i channel lee corso*

Posted in fall is football, gators, sports, you should really worship me on September 7, 2008 by drbolte

college football week 2.

welcome to carrie’s college football wrap-up, which will basically be me talking about the things that i see on sportscenter and on the various games i will watch every week while working on something related to dissertation, laundry, bathroom cleaning, or various other activities that may in fact take my attention away from the game.

(oh, and i also believe in full disclosure.)

first things first.

gator update.

2 and 0, my fine football friends. 2-0. and better? smashed our miami losing streak and probably made them cry coming out of our swamp. everybody should know that only gators come out alive.

(unless you’re auburn last year. but i SO don’t want to talk about that.)

atmosphere: i was there, section 39, row 85, seat 26. which was on about the 45 yard line about a million miles up but still SO much better a view than i thought when i mourned as i looked at my ticket. it was ridiculously hot, even for a night game. the stands were PACKED. the miami section was FULL. and it was kind of…rowdy.

know why?

8 p.m. game = at least eight hours of tailgating. those folks were drunk.

but we were sitting next to a really cool frat block and despite a member of our block getting a little obnoxious about people standing on the bleachers (sigh. i have to deal with that somehow.), they were actually really cool. i was impressed. points for frat boys. and, hello. most of them were hot. that didn’t hurt.

but did i mention that it was HOT? i was dying. me and night games don’t get along well. i don’t know why. i missed the safety being scored because i was sitting. it was either sit or pass out. i chose to sit.

ANYWAYS.

game: the game was good…in the first ten minutes of the first quarter and during the fourth quarter. the rest of the time? most of spent yelling at tebow because we had NO. IDEA. WHAT. HIS. PROBLEM. WAS. and also his defenders, who were sucking.

i don’t mean to be unkind (hi, chickbug! i heart you! don’t hate me!) to miami fans, but honestly? there were SO many mistakes that miami just couldn’t capitalize on. that’s really a testament to our defense, who just shut miami down routinely. i must give it up to miami, though. they came and fought with a lot of heart and never, ever gave up. that was impressive. they put some serious pressure on tebow, sacked him a couple of times, and exposed a lot of our offensive line’s weaknesses.

i would hate to be that gator team at practice on monday. oy.

nevertheless…we finally figured out that we are the gators. we don’t get intimidated in our own house. and then amazing things started to happen.

in all, it should have been a much higher scoring game for us. receivers should have been going deep much more often and the running game, when it wasn’t working, should have been abandoned or varied a lot more. i was impressed by the variety of plays at times–harvin taking the direct snap? NICE.–but everybody who talked smack about our defense before the season (and granted, they were a young, young defense last year and showed it) can’t say much now.

but there’s lots to do before tennessee.

thank heavens for bye weeks.

other games, other issues. let’s discuss, shall we?

in bullets, so that i will temper my longwindedness:

  • BYU-Washington: they called the personal foul on the Washington player for tossing the ball in the air in celebration after making essentially a game-changing touchdown play. Washington ultimately lost. everybody on ESPN is calling that call crap. i feel like a rule is a rule. great play, yeah. but lots of great plays get called back for mistakes. that’s part of the game. (might i talk about how an AMAZING gator touchdown was negated for an early false start? horror. but that’s the way it is.) your thoughts?
  • WVU-ECU: don’t ever count out the pirates. they go through these cycles where they become the giant killers. i love that they are again. it gives me hope that north carolina can, in fact, have a great football team.
  • OSU-OhioU: why is ohio state still #3 when they struggle so hard to beat ohio university on the road? they face usc next week. i can’t wait. (oh. i just looked at the rankings. now they’re five. gators are 4. that’s better.

i think that’s it. what games are you watching? what teams are you loving? any surprises? comments? thoughts? anything?

*and if you don’t know who lee corso is, i am ashamed of you and suggest that you watch espn on saturday mornings, you freak. much love!

i am nothing if not a multitasker.

Posted in gators, sports, the joys of living in Florida on August 7, 2008 by drbolte

went to the stadium today, armed (chested?) with my new heart rate monitor (best thing ever, btw, if you want to really know how many calories you’re burning or what percentage of your max heart rate you’re at without having to do math in your head…and i think we’ve established how very good i am at that so you see what i love it and i digress).  went to walk.

it was 91 degrees when i got out of the car.

walking in the stadium, it doesn’t take me long to get my heart rate up because it’s a wind tunnel, i walk fast, and did i mention that it’s 91 degrees?

i thought i did.

well, i get there, and i look down at the field, and what do i see?

besides the fact that they returfed it? and there are no lines yet?  which is the HARBINGER OF A NEW FOOTBALL SEASON?

oh yeah.

there were people.

suspiciously looking like Gators people.

and i was a trifle bit distracted.

(if by distracted you mean i couldn’t really take my eyes off of the field as i rounded the south endzone where they were all congregated, trying to see if that man with the dark brown hair and khaki shorts and an air of authority was actually urban meyer and OH MY GOSH YES IT IS and so i had to concentrate on not falling over myself with glee.)

and then i realized that i needed to speed up so that my heart rate wouldn’t go down. i needed to stay in the zone.

but if i had seen this guy, i don’t think the heart rate thing would have been a problem.

23 days, y’all.  i’m SO excited.

accountability check.

Posted in Church, dissertation, domestic goddess, gators, ghetto life, i am not a gym rat, Life, shopping, sigh, sports, teaching, the internets, the joys of living in Florida on August 4, 2008 by drbolte

well, hi there.

how in the sweet heck are you?  no, really.  how ARE you?  whatcha been doin’ with yourself?  a little bit of reading, like me? maybe some outdoor fun?  some travel, some moving, some contemplating the mysteries of the universe?

yeah, me too.

exhausting isn’t it?

well, it’s the beginning of the longest week of my life.  i have two exams to write, 30+ six to seven page papers to grade, and 10+ two page papers to grade all by thursday.  then i have 30+ exams to grade, and 30+ grades to calculate by monday.

and i don’t do work on sunday.

and i have plans on friday night.

and i have other things to do besides just that, like you know still exist on the planet and feed my face and work out and stuff and who has time for all of this?

my planner tells me that right now i should be doing something other than blogging, but i sort of want to say mean things to my planner (inanimate taskmaster that it is, even in its bright blue hibiscus printed glory) so i’m here.

because you know what tomorrow is?

ninety days. ninety days into my 30 in 180 challenge.

HALFWAY.

we are 90 days away from november 4th, which is apparently when my finish date is.

UGGGH.

so, following in the lovely and fabulous footsteps of one of my favorite bloggy gals, brookem, i am being accountable and updating you, my devoted and eager fans, on my progress.  i’ll try to keep it brief.

(the idea of that even made ME laugh.)

here we go:

1. finish a 5K in october for breast cancer in under 45 minutes, whether that means walking or running or a mixture.

october 4th. gainesville.  if you want to join me, let me know.  i’m going to be raising money too, so i’ll keep you updated. i’ve been working to try to get myself to a 15 minute pace walking. i think i’m at about 16-17 now.  we’ll see how it all goes.

2. finish five chapters of the dissertation.

i have two completely finished drafts, one half finished draft, one draft with the research done on half, and that’s it.  i am BEHIND.  teaching kicked my trash and the dissertation had to be shifted to the back burner.  starting monday?  FRONTBURNER STATUS.

3. lose 25 pounds. or two dress sizes.

i am halfway. i have lost about 12 pounds, am now comfortably wearing the shorts i bought a size too small ages ago that i thought i’d take back but never did, and have lost about nine inches.

4. resist the impulse to dye my hair again. it needs a break–or it really will break. also, figure out if this natural curl thing is something i can actually work to my benefit.

success.  i have no desire to dye it at all now.

5. exercise at least four times a week. no matter what.

you all perhaps unfortunately know that i do this because i talk about it ad nauseum. i think the only time i haven’t met this goal was when i had a fever.

6. go to the beach four times. don’t get burned.

i’ve gone twice. i don’t know if i’ll go again. i have no real desire anymore.  and i’m too busy. and gas is EXPENSIVE. so i might get a big fat fail on this one.

7. try every luna bar i can, including the luna sunrise ones, even if i have to order them online.

sigh.  i’m getting there.  i’ve tried nine of fifteen, and i probably won’t try two of them.

8. finish my hecka big crossstitch project.

haven’t worked on it at all.  i might switch this to making a baby quilt for a friend who’s having a baby. the principle’s the same, but the task would be different. i don’t know.

9. don’t give up. but keep to the schedule. (and this doesn’t make any sense to you for a reason. sorry.)

haven’t given up.  when circumstances didn’t conspire against me, i’ve stuck to the schedule.  so basically…yes.  i’ve done this and will continue to do it.

10. present a paper at a conference.

second to last weekend in october in detroit. i gotta make those reservations…

11. submit at least two things for publication that are related to my field.

done one. totally and harshly rejected.  oh well.

12. get my eyes checked. buy new glasses that are supersassy, young but professional, and actually wear them.

not yet.

13. look for a great interview suit. don’t buy one until it makes me feel amazing and beautiful and like i can take over the world when i’m in it.

not yet. probably not until late october or early november.

14. go to the doctor. it’s been too long.

totally avoiding it. i hate doctors.

15. be vigilant about visiting teaching. pray to have the fire to do it.

meh. i’ve tried more.  but i still need to be better.

16. feed the missionaries once a month–even if it is inconvenient and even if they are a little bit lame.

i was awesomely and totally doing this, and then they changed their rules and they can’t anymore. i may still make them food every month. i haven’t decided.

17. eat vegetables or fruit at least twice a day. in general, make them much more a part of my diet.

yup.

18. write in my journal once a month. the blog’s not the same thing.

i missed june, but wrote twice in july.  i win.

19. flirt. shamelessly. at every opportunity.

yeah, i’m doing this. especially lately. i don’t know what’s wrong with me.

20. read anna karenina. finally. this time for real.

haven’t even started.  sigh.

21. experiment with a recipe to make it healthier–maybe the muffin recipe. try a new recipe out of my cookbook.

made pot roast out of my cookbook.  experiment with recipes all the time.  it’s what i do now.

22. apply for jobs. a lot of jobs. be organized about it. be on top of it. and be FEARLESS.

not time yet. i’m trying to amp myself up to be fearless, though, instead of constantly wanting to vomit at the prospect of the job search. remember when i was all zen about it?

23. be a better friend. just in general. to most of my friends.

i’m trying.

24. keep paying off the credit card at the end of every month. PAY DOWN THE DEBT.

well, considering i didn’t have an income for the first half of the summer, i think i’m doing pretty well.  i could do better.

25. reread the book of mormon. three pages a day will get it done. keep a study journal. be serious about study, not just reading.

i haven’t done the study journal thing, but i have been trying to keep up with the book of mormon reading.  i am behind, though. there are 530 pages and i am on 248.  ack.

26. be an amazing gator football fan. watch as many games as i can. go to as many as i can.

i have season tickets. i am in charge of my church group’s football block. i’m a little bit in love with tim tebow and percy harvin. i’m not really sure what else i can do.

27. have an awesome and outrageous halloween costume. it’s my last one here. make it count.

i have an idea. it’s the execution that could be problematic.

28. buy and wear cute shoes that don’t kill my feet.

yup.

29. invest in cute jewelry. and quality makeup. and yummy lipgloss. and more music (or find more people willing to make me mixes…).

done makeup, lipgloss, and music.  need jewelry, actually pretty desperately.

30. keep learning to live within my means. there’s a way to do it all. and if there’s not…choose wisely.

i am trying.

ninety more days, y’all.  crazytown.  i’ll keep working on it.  what are your goals for the next ninety days?

30 in 180.

Posted in blogging, books are bliss, Church, dissertation, domestic goddess, faith is action, friends, gators, ghetto life, i hate vegetables, Life, me, mirror mirror on the wall, School, someday I'll be a real middle class girl, sports, the internets, the joys of living in Florida, The Single Life, wish i may wish i might, you want me to walk HOW far? with tags on May 20, 2008 by drbolte

if you frequent copper boom, you know of the 101 in 1001.

(…and not to seem like a broken record, but you should be. right now. because girlfriend needs some costume help and i am of the atrocious when it comes to this area, so go help her out. seriously. i’m not important. click on it. then come back. not going anywhere.)

if you’ve been around here for very long, you know that i have a life list. it’s at 27. i haven’t looked it in a while. it’s sort of sad. well, i’ve been thinking lately (and after just reading lindzML’s list again, which is just about the perfect combination of daunting and fun) that i need to really set some goals for myself. i do better when i have a list of things that i want to check off.

so, since i don’t have 1001 days left here, nor can i even conceive of much beyond about october or early november because SO.MUCH.WILL.BE.HAPPENING!, i shortened my list and made a 30 in 180.

and since i’m all about the accountability, here we go. i’ll probably put it off to the side, too, because i really am going all single white female on lindz, apparently, but more because it will be like HEY! GET OFF YOUR BUTT AND GO RUNNING! or HEY! GO SMASH SOME STUFF AND MAKE A MOSAIC! DO IT!

you know. motivation.

so…the 30 things i’d like to accomplish in the next 180 days:

1. run for three miles straight. without dying and/or stopping.

2. finish five chapters of the dissertation.

3. lose 25 pounds. or two dress sizes. (and before you yell…trust me, i do have this much to lose. it’s a pound a week. and i can do it. i just have to really do it.)

4. resist the impulse to dye my hair again. it needs a break–or it really will break. also, figure out if this natural curl thing is something i can actually work to my benefit.

5. exercise at least four times a week. no matter what.

6. go to the beach four times. don’t get burned.

7. make a mosaic table for the my living room.

8. finish my hecka big crossstitch project.

9. don’t give up. but keep to the schedule. (and this doesn’t make any sense to you for a reason. sorry.)

10. present a paper at a conference.

11. submit at least two things for publication that are related to my field.

12. get my eyes checked. buy new glasses that are supersassy, young but professional, and actually wear them.

13. look for a great interview suit. don’t buy one until it makes me feel amazing and beautiful and like i can take over the world when i’m in it.

14. go to the doctor. it’s been too long.

15. be vigilant about visiting teaching. pray to have the fire to do it.

16. feed the missionaries once a month–even if it is inconvenient and even if they are a little bit lame.

17. eat vegetables or fruit at least twice a day. in general, make them much more a part of my diet.

18. write in my journal once a month. the blog’s not the same thing.

19. flirt. shamelessly. at every opportunity.

20. read anna karenina. finally. this time for real.

21. experiment with a recipe to make it healthier–maybe the muffin recipe. try a new recipe out of my cookbook.

22. apply for jobs. a lot of jobs. be organized about it. be on top of it. and be FEARLESS.

23. be a better friend. just in general. to most of my friends.

24. keep paying off the credit card at the end of every month. PAY DOWN THE DEBT.

25. reread the book of mormon. three pages a day will get it done. keep a study journal. be serious about study, not just reading.

26. be an amazing gator football fan. watch as many games as i can. go to as many as i can.

27. have an awesome and outrageous halloween costume. it’s my last one here. make it count.

28. buy and wear cute shoes that don’t kill my feet.

29. invest in cute jewelry. and quality makeup. and yummy lipgloss. and more music (or find more people willing to make me mixes…).

30. keep learning to live within my means. there’s a way to do it all. and if there’s not…choose wisely.

so that’s that. comment if you wish, especially if you have ideas for how to accomplish any of these. but if you want to yell at me because you think i’m crazy, could you…not?

kthanksbye.

to me? to you? to who? to YOU!

Posted in disney princesses got nothin' on me, etcetera, going quietly mad, i love youtube--so sue me, sports, the joys of living in Florida on April 9, 2008 by drbolte

it’s my unbirthday.

six months until my birthday.  i love my birthday.  i might cry this birthday because it’s JUST.SO.OLD but…i’ll still love it and require all to worship me as the princess that i am and eat cake and make it a national holiday.

you know, like normal.

but it’s my unbirthday!  which is pretty much the only thing that april is good for except, you know, spring and baby animals and isn’t the orange and blue football game soon and oh my gosh tebow in action again and can i please marry percy harvin (may his surgery go well) and did i mention that i actually for real know somebody who is on the team who has actually been in my house (yes, you may be impressed now for i am nothing if not impressive) and such.

moving on.

in celebration of this momentous occasion, i will tell you that this week has been all about sucking it up and doing stuff for other people who i didn’t really want to do anything for (because i was feeling kind of like they were lame now or in the past and that they didn’t really deserve it because…see earlier comment about lameness…and therefore i felt somewhat justified) but for whom i did things because, in one case, i was there and i could and i was supposed to, i think, and it didn’t hurt me at all to be a better person than i was intending to be since one day i hope to not be petty and lame although that’s probably not today and, in the second case, because i completely love the person and when you love somebody, sometimes you just suck it up and do some things that are nice when that person is driving you a little fruit loopy and what you really want to do is pelt them with olives.

(and apparently i have also abandoned the need for the period in my long-winded explanations.  full stop.)

also…in celebration, i might drink some diet cherry 7-up.  because it’s JUST THAT GOOD.

and then i’ll negate that by eating some oreos.

doesn’t have to make sense.

because it’s my unbirthday!

(i’m not sure if i mentioned that.)

saturday night’s all right for fighting (letters iv).

Posted in blogging, books are bliss, celebrities, drama drama drama, gators, going quietly mad, sports, the joys of living in Florida, you have to be a chick to understand on April 5, 2008 by drbolte

dear UNC,

while it pains me to say this–and pains me to realize this–could you get your head in the game and out of the place that it is currently residing? i know you’re fighting hard, but that first half was crap and i’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but the final four is all about the not #1 seeds winning.

and while i still have the sneaking suspicion that you are in fact the great satan (go pack!), i still don’t want them stinkin’ jayhawks to win.

you’re from my state. you’re wearing blue. what more do i need?

(except maybe tyler hansbrough getting punched in the mouth again? that was good times last year. but i digress.)

so…win. yeah?

go…heels?!?,

if i can’t have florida, ncsu, duke, or davidson, i guess i’ll take y’all.

dear GPD,

when we call you thirteen thousand times about an obnoxious (insert six additional synonyms of obnoxious here to really understand the emphasis) party going on across the way, and you tell us that you’ve been by and it’s a “lawful” act, we get a little bit frustrated.

because, you see, just driving by for two seconds isn’t getting it done.

of course the loud screaming obnoxiously drunk underage participants of said festivities went inside when they saw the car drive by.

are they stupid? no.

inebriated? yes.

most certainly taking RIDICULOUS pictures that will eventually end up on Facebook with captions indicating their fuzzy memories and HOW AMAZING the birthday girl’s red tiara is when it’s atwinklin’? definitely.

thanks for sending the second car, although we do recognize that was only because we called an additional four thousand times to ask pretty please for that to happen oh could you please pretty please?

but when the officer in charge of this particular confrontation seems, by his body language, to be making friends rather than making waves, we get a little nervous. maybe next time, you could send over the 50 year old disgruntled former drill sergeant to break up the party?

because we’re not really believing that junior was really giving them “a good yelling” like he said.

oh yeah–we were watching you. and we pay our taxes.

and we have dispatch on speed dial.

just sayin’,

tired = not patient.

dear murphy’s law of springtime rainstorms,

my hair is looking great. i have old navy flipflops on. my makeup is nearing perfection. i have one errand to run–to wal-mart, with the most singularly crowded parking lot in the land.

of course you will storm like noah himself is gathering the animals. i should have known.

welcome back, annoying deluges. i had forgotten about you.

wondering if summer’s worth it and hoping it is,

the girl trying not to slip and fall on painted surfaces.

dear stephenie meyer,

thank you, thank you for the trilogy.

thank you for writing books that suck me in even on the second or third read. wait…DANGIT. it’s supposed to be less difficult to put it down when you KNOW WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN.

grr. argh. pfft. (hey. at least i’m reading, right? dissertation and sleep be darned. right? right? RIGHT?)

dazzled…frequently,

a fan.

dear brownies,

just stop it. stop calling my name. really.

i’m serious. it’s not fair. it’s just not.

i have to have some will…

…where’s the milk?,

sigh.

dear jonathan knight,

call me!

(but keep your brother away. he’s creepy!)

kisses,

me.