The highlight for me personally was at the end of practice when a few players were selected to sign autographs at one of the fences, and today Kerry Collins must have drawn the short straw. I was desperate to get his autograph - my goodness, he played for Joe Paterno! - but I am not the bold, push-your-way-through-the-masses kind of gal. Finally Mark shoved me forward and told me to holler out to him, so I took a deep breath and yelled, "Kerry, will you sign my football? I'm a big Penn State fan!" Kerry took the football, signed it, and said, "Cool." and moved on. I literally jumped all the way back to Mark waving the football like a hooligan and repeating, "Kerry Collins signed my football!" over and over while slightly hyperventilating.
I could crap my pants even now just thinking about it.
On the way home once the initial buzz wore off I got to wondering if I was normal. (Just stop your laughing and hear me out.) I'm not kidding - I love football, and I was so excited to see Chris Johnson and Coach Fisher and Vince Young in person, and getting Kerry Collins' autograph was amazing, but I have to wonder if it is normal or OK for a 37 year old woman to be giddy about stuff like that. Sometimes I worry that I was supposed to grow up, oh say 11 or 12 years ago, and I just haven't.
I don't know if I just hang out with really mellow people, if I have overlooked people my age getting jazzed about little things in life, or if I am just immature. Or worse - is this a lack of spiritual maturity? But going to the Titans practice and getting that autograph just made me giggle and squeal a little. (OK, a lot. Like the whole ride home.) It feels totally natural to be so excited, but when I think about the fact that I am a 37 year old mother of two, soon to be three, shouldn't I be less...giddy about the little things? More mature? More focused? More responsible and serious? What is the cut off age between being joyful and looking foolish?
I don't know.
So tell me. And be honest. (I can take it. I have my suspicions.) Do you get super excited about little stuff in your life? Like, can't-wait-to-tell-people excited? As in call-my-friends-and-rave-like-a-lunatic thrilled? And if so, what about?
(And just so you can see it, here's a picture of my autographed football...)