Growing Old In Style

This last week, we celebrated Chris' birthday. I won't say how old he is, I wouldn't want to embarrass him. To celebrate, we went bowling with most of his family and some friends. It was a good time. Bowling is pretty much self explanitory, so here are some pictures.
This is Chris' mom Mary, who has quickly become one of my favorite people.

This is Chris with one of his brothers, Jay, and two friends Dunham and Buddy. I'm a little sad that Dunham shaved off his beard before I was able to take a picture of it. It was full and bushy and kind of reminded me of the Dominoes commercial where the guy has oreo pizza all over his face which grows from a tiny mustache to a full beard in just a couple of shots. Dunham's beard kind of grows like that too.

This was taken after our two games. I suppose I should be a little ashamed of myself for beating Chris in both games on his birthday, but he wouldn't have wanted me to throw the games, right?

This is Chris and three of his brothers, Tyler, Jay, and Mark (who is proudly holding up a fry that he "borrowed" from me) and also his dad.

Brothers don't shake hands, brothers gotta hug.

Chris' dad bowled his best game ever that night. 129!

Cheers!

Happy Birthday Chris.

My Education Continues

I don’t know if it’s too late to write about the first Utes’ game of the season, but it was so much fun that I thought I’d go ahead and do it anyway. Back in a previous life (college) I obviously didn’t learn the lessons I was supposed to about college football, so I’ve been brought back to try again and hopefully get it right this time. With the help of my trusty football Guru, Chris, I’m learning all the essentials of:
Tailgating – a portable satellite and flat screen television set up under a tent to watch and boo on BYU are a must have. The czar of tailgates must arrive a good six hours before kickoff to begin preparing the smorgasbord of ribs, potatoes, rolls, salad, crumb cake etc. Of course the smorgasbord can vary from game to game to include elements of mascots of rival teams (such as Frog Legs when we play TCU). Manly chanting (Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck) is encouraged, though not requisite. Wives are allowed to come a mere 2 hours early, but any man arriving so close to game time will be teased unmercifully.
At The Game – The Utes are awesome.
After the Game – Results may vary, but according to my Guru (who is definitely biased against), staying for the fireworks is definitely not acceptable even though we will be walking right under them on the way to the car. A quick stop over at Maverick for more talk about the game and how the Utes are awesome and how BYU sucks is a good idea. Then one can go home and revel in the after-a-great-win euphoria. Here is a picture of my Guru and myself reveling in our after-a-great-win euphoria.

Congradulations!

Chris has officially passed the bar! He opened the letter last night and no sweeter words were ever printed than "Mr. Glauser, We are pleased to inform you...". We were at some friends' house watching a football game when Chris got a call from one of his law school friends (Jamie, no relation) asking if he had gotten the news yet. Jamie had opened his letter and found out the good news for himself and wanted to know if Chris had passed. Of course we hadn't been home all day to check the mail and wouldn't be home for a few more hours, so we had the fun of enjoying not knowing as we watched the rest of the game, which had almost lost its appeal (but not quite since our team won by quite a large margin), and enjoying a long drive home from an area that is so close to being BYU territory that it's almost wrong to be a Utes fan living out there. But we finally made it home and now we know that Chris can almost officially practice law legally (after another payment to the bar, who always seems to be ripping us off, and another ceremony where all the brand new lawyers swear to be honest, ha ha). I'm so proud of him. I wanted to somehow document how much smarter Chris had become since passing the bar and the best I could come up with was pictures before and after passing the bar. Does he look smarter to you?
Before & After

It's Finally Here...Football Season

I’ve written about this on another blog at another time, but I had to put something about it here on my own. Chris loves football. He loves everything about it and I almost never see him as excited as when he talks about Fantasy Football. Last year he was the proud owner of three fantasy teams. He swore that he would only have one this year, and thus far has been able to control himself and is a member of only one league. Today is the first game of the season, for the football players as well as the fantasy players. Things will be a little different this year. I’m a little sad that both Chris and I are at work and I won’t get to see him skip merrily to the computer like a kid on Christmas morning to check on the status of his players, scores of the games, yards gained, touchdowns, field goals and whatever else is included in that favorite of all games. Also, now that we’re back in Salt Lake, the games will have already started by the time we get home from church, so there will be no time for the traditional Sunday nap before sitting down in front of the television for a good 8 hours of football watching. He’s actually going to miss a bit of the first games that are on, which I know irks him to no end, but, contrary to what he would like, he will not be skipping parts of Priesthood to watch kickoff. And I don’t care what his friend Eric says, there were no compromises made on how many days of church Chris is allowed to skip every year.