Blind Date

About a week ago Mom called me telling me that she was going to set me up on a blind date. I was not too on board with the idea, especially because Mom would not even tell me the guys name! My thoughts were, "My mother is setting me up on a blind date, I think that is a sign of an ultimate low!" I pestered, begged and pleaded her to give me at least the guys name. Her argument was that I would end up looking him up on Facebook and then possibly not want to go, I admit she knows me well and this argument was quite accurate. I kept asking and asking but she would not budge. The only information that I knew was that he is from Southern California, goes to BYU and is an Accounting major. This sounds pretty typical to the McKell family.

Mom did the conversing with this mystery guy and then updated me and told me that he would pick me up at 8:00 on Thursday night and was going to take me to dinner.  She said he will pick you up at 8:00, take you wherever you want to go for dinner and don't worry about money, go wherever you want. I said, "Wait a second, Mom, are you paying for this date?!" That would be another ultimate low for me, my Mom paying for my blind date. She said that she for sure wasn't, she just knows that money wouldn't be a problem for this guy. I thought.. maybe he went selling for a couple summers, has a great job and is very established. In my mind.. these were hardcore brownie points.

I had texted my Mom still trying to get information out of her about an hour before he was supposed to show up. I asked her if he was good looking and if he was my type, and her response was, "Well if it counts for anything, I think he is super duper good looking!" Well alrighty then.

I was all prepared with the perfect outfit, asked my guy friend Alex which perfume I should wear and was sitting on the couch waiting for this mystery guy to arrive. I had told my roommate Devon about this and she insisted that she answer the door so that she could see him before I did. The door bell rang and she comes running out of her room saying,"I'll answer it! I'll answer it!" I hurried back into the hallway and I hear, "Is Annie here?"

I walked out into the living and my hands immediately go up to my mouth in amazement, tears ran form my eyes, and I was speechless.

That mystery guy, the BYU accounting major guy from Southern California was MY DAD!!!

^^ My face looking odd because tears were running out of my eyes right when I saw him walk through the door with a bouquet of flowers in my favorite color. 

^^ Mom asked me to text her a picture of my outfit before the date

We went to Texas Roadhouse and enjoyed talking about school, flag football, BYU football (yes, I am my fathers daughter!), work, how Riverside/Provo life is going and all sorts of things. Afterwards Dad took me to the grocery store and bought all of my groceries. If you had told me a few years ago that someone buying my groceries would be the best gift ever, I would probably just shrug my shoulders. Nope. Ask any college student, free groceries has got to be one of the greatest things in the world. 

This "daddy daughter date" was almost like an escape from the real world and was exactly what I needed. When I was little Dad and I would go on "daddy daughter dates" quite often and it was so great to feel like were back in the good ole days. 

Dad had to come up to Provo to see a client and Mom and Dad put together this sneaky plan. Well Momma and Dad.. you sure surprised me! This one sure is an adventure for the books :)

Vicious and Delicious

For the past couple months or so I have had the amazing opportunity to be on a women's flag football team for intramural sports at BYU. Our team name is Vicious and Delicious, and let me tell ya, the name certainly describes out team. I can be 100% honest when I say that no on takes flag football as serious as we do. The way that a week looks for the "Delish Girls" is.. practice on a day before our game, practice an hour before game time, post game talks, film night that includes protein shakes, inspirational talks and videos (many times includes "Remember The Titans") and obviously game day with great enthusiasm and instruction from our two loyal coaches Cort (Coach Vicious) and Nate (Coach Delicious).  

We take our football very seriously. The "solid seven" as we call ourselves is now in the division one tournament hoping and practicing to come out of our next game with a win. 

Our last game against "Live Action" was certainly an eventful one. I will let the pictures do the talking... Lets just say I've been known to put my body on the line in our games. For some weird reason none of the scrapes on my legs would clot and blood just kept on flowing. In intramural games they will not let you play if you are bleeding. Naturally I did not want them to take me out of the game so I kept wiping my leg on the sleeve of my shirt. I thought this would work but they eventually took me out of the game until I stopped bleeding. I stepped out and we very quickly taped my scrapes in two places so that they couldn't see it bleeding. It didn't feel too good but hey, gotta get back in the game!

^^ If you look closely you can see my leg taped in two places

^^ Putting Hydrogen Peroxide on this was surely.. interesting

^^Post clean up. I don't remember which hit it was that this happened, all I can think of is that those red marks are someones cleats

I has been almost a week since our last game and the swelling of everything has gone down tremendously. Just in time for our game tomorrow. 

Here are some pictures from one of our other games against "Pigskins". Final score was 27-7, we destroyed them! And mom and dad were here to see this game, cheering from the sidelines. 

Vicious and Delicious on and off the field! Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Can't Lose!