According to my mom, that was a BYU cheer many many years ago. And I think it is a great cheer. After touchdowns or baskets you’d do that cheer. Seems fitting.
My parents have always been my biggest cheerleaders. My mom came to all of my jr. high track meets. I probably still owe her for the one up in Los Alamos. She did not like the winding road up there on the edge of the mountain. And she’d cheer and yell. I remember being cheerleaders with my dad at scout pinewood derbies. And when we were all in high school my parents went to a lot of football games – to cheer for the marching bands we were in. They cheered for us at everything we did, just not always the yelling kind of cheering. My parents are awesome cheerleaders.
Brett is a great cheerleader in my life too. As I’ve gotten scholarships this past year he’s been very excited. And even at non-competition type things (my sewing or blog designing things) he cheers me on.
And I try to be a good cheerleader. I found myself cheering just like my mom at the young women basketball games this fall. Woowoowoowoo!!! :woot: I do high-fives and “Yea!”s for my friends when they do great or do something they didn’t think they could as well.
We all need some cheerleaders in our life, a little outside encouragement. Who are your cheerleaders?
And just for fun, here’s my new favorite “cheerleading” song. Brett Dennen – Don’t Forget. It came up on Pandora last week and I was instantly smitten. Book Guardian posted it on her blog on Tuesday along with some other lovely music.

Few people like confrontation. Granted, there are those that seem to thrive on it. But I’m not talking about those people. (They also generally tend to speak without thinking or reasoning first, which makes things very difficult for the rest of us when we try to have a conversation with them.) And this is probably why I’ve been looking forward to this day for a few weeks now. The other day the only things I could find on the radio while I was out running errands were political ads or music I wasn’t particularly interested in. It was very disappointing. So after today the voting will be over and we can go back to regular bad commercials instead of confrontational political ads.

I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.










