When I was in high school, there was a certain mother who I thought was a little too involved in her kids' lives and a little too enthusiastic in her support of their activities. She was at every single thing her kids ever did (including the 5 year high school reunion, which I still think was weird. I haven't been back, so I don't know if she was at the 10 or 20). I never saw her dressed in anything except the school colors. She was a substitute teacher, so it's not like I only saw her at football games. She drove a Cadillac that was also in the school colors. She was a self-imposed, if not self-proclaimed, matronly school mascot. At the time, I thought it was too much.
Fast forward twenty-five years. I've mentioned here before that I'm a basketball mom. My two kids play other sports, too, and have other interests, but basketball is our family's favorite. I played in high school. I know the rules. I can see where the ball is. It's indoors where you don't bake in the summer and freeze in the winter. What's not to like?
I do love basketball and my two #23's.
A few years ago, I was inspired to buy these to show my support for my team and my self-proclaimed and self-imposed "super fan" status:
Last week, I got these to add to my collection:
The other day on the way to town, I saw a really cool looking two-toned Camaro. I thought to myself, "That would be awesome in red and blue." It was then that I knew that I have made the conversion to complete sports mom whackadoo.
At least these colors are nice, and I look good in red. So, Mrs. Black and Gold Cadillac, I apologize. I was wrong.
Until next time, friends, may the good Lord give you teams to cheer and fans to cheer you.
<3 Lori
