Showing posts with label Saints. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saints. Show all posts

Happy Birthday Breesies!

Today is a very special day.  Not only is it the 32nd birthday of my beloved Drew Brees, but it's the 2nd birthday of his first son, Baylen!

happy birthday Brees boys!

Baylen was born on his daddy's 30th bday.  How awesome is that?  (Too bad I've already blown that chance for myself, as my 30th birthday is in 7 months and 1 day.  OMG).  I hope that mama and baby brother Bowen are treating them both like the princes they are.  

undeniably adorable

Although, gotta admit, I wish Breesy were celebrating his bday weekend by winning a game tomorrow.  In any case, happy birthday to the sweetest quarterback around (next to Matt Saracen).  And also, happy birthday to my twin friends AJ and PJ, whose big day I'll be celebrating later tonight at this awesome place with a gorgeous view of San Francisco.

The Game of the Year

Hello, again!  I've missed you all in my absence . . . I've been dwelling in  holiday and family (and snow!) here in Georgia.  Hope everyone else's Christmas was as beautiful as mine was.  My best gift?  Inches of snow!


on my mama's back deck on Christmas Day
excuse the poor picture quality--camera was dead!

But last night came the real excitement as the Saints took on the Falcons in the Georgia Dome.  Note that I am a major Saints fan currently in Falcon territory!  And given that I grew up in Georgia, you can imagine my facebook news feed was brimming with this kind of slander:

Hunter Willett:  I hope the aints fans are wearing protective gear cause there will be some shankin going on tonight if they want to talk that who dat BS. They will walk into the dome tonight happy and hoping for a win and they will leave with a loss and a knife in that ass.

I mean whoa, man, a little agro there, huh?  In any case, I quietly basked in giddiness and glory since my boys were the first team to take down the Falcons in their own stadium this season.  WHO DAT!



We had at least 20 people over to my dad & Amy's house, and I believe I was the only New Orleans fan in the room . . . but I wore my Love Dat! shirt, fleur de lis earrings, gold glitter shoes, and my Who Dat scarf, and I cheered my boys on proudly. 

I'm off to lunch with the family, but I'm eager to catch up on all of your blogs and hear about your holidays!