Maggie ♥ Jim Rome

It has come to my attention that we have yet to do a post on our little daughter Magnolia Mae Wolfe, affectionately known in the Wolfe household as Maggie. Well I realized something last night that I just had to blog about. It seems to me that Maggie has developed a wonderful habit of being extremely punctual. For the 4th straight night now Maggie has awakened me from my slumber at exactly 4:00am in order for her to eat her breakfast. Not 4:15 or 4:23 or 3:52. No exactly 4am give or take only like 2 minutes (which I say is just from me waking up). I kid you not, 4am everyday on the dot. Oh she will wake Laurette and I up at other times of the night for various potty breaks, but when it is 4am it is time to dine. I really don't mind this as I would rather feed her early and get 2 extra hours of sleep rather then have to wake up 30 minutes prior to my alarm. I wonder what has made her want to eat at 4am. Maybe she tried other times for her meal and they gave her doggy indigestion, or maybe some doggy Oprah told her that was the best time to eat, just like real Oprah says not to eat anything past 10pm. I like to think that her biggest crush, Jim Rome ,told her this. See we don't have a fence yet so everyday we have to leave poor Mags in the garage. I crack the door a little bit, get a big fan started for her, then turn on the stereo so she doesn't feel all alone. I have the radio tuned to 104.5 The Zone a local sports talk station. This is my favorite station in town and Laurette loves it in the mornings because they have her crush on the air, former Tennessee Titan, Frank Wycheck.
Anyway, from 11 - 2 in the afternoons Jim Rome is on the air and I like to think that he is Maggie's favorite. She is a clone in his Jungle for sure. I just have to think that Rome has lead her to this conclusion. Either way I am happy to do it.

Flying a country mile!

I am sure all of you readers have been anxiously awaiting my report from this weekend’s Flugtag. Well I have great news to report, other then the fact that Web, Cliff and I roasted like baked chickens, it was a great time. This event was right up my alley it had everything I love…Comedy, Dance Routines, Skydivers, Elaborate Costumes, Elvis impersonators, Record breaking flights, Cavemen, The A-Team, Cigars, and of course Red Bull. I am actually not really a fan of red bull the drink but any company that can think up a marketing campaign as cool and crazy as this Flugtag thing, I salute them.

So to explain a little bit, teams of people from around the country compete to try and see who can make a completely human powered aircraft fly the furthest after tossing them off (along with a pilot) from a 30 foot platform. Each team is judged on distance of flight, creativity of craft, and style points for performance. The rules are simple. The aircraft cannot weigh more then 400lbs (pilot included), it cannot be more then 30ft wide, and must be entirely powered by human muscle.

We were able to walk along the “Hanger” and check out all these great teams. I have included a few photos below of our encounters. The coolest part of the day was seeing a new North American record set by a team from Kentucky. They flew their aircraft 155ft! In Flugtag terms that is a huge distance. The previous North American record was 85ft, and the World record is 192ft, so they got pretty close. It was a great time shared by about 50,000 other Nashvillians, all wondering what the heck is going on here.

A record breaking flight from the Rocky Top Rocket!





A group of cavemen from East Nashville. They were actually pretty dormant creatures and handed out cookies to the audience.



Me with the A-team…that is their van in the background. Missing from the picture is Hannibal; he is behind Murdock taking a call on his cell phone.



This guy was my favorite, he is this old dude, and loves these things. This is the second time he has competed and I have to say his aircraft did awful, but I give him major style points for riding the rocket Evil Knievel style right off the platform.



The Stephen Colbert – Eagle One taking off. Right before this flight all the Mini-Colbert’s on the team fought off Liberal Hippies with the power of “truthiness.” All to the Hulk Hogan theme song “I am a Real American,” and Toby Keith. It was classic Colbert, I give major Kudos to this team.

Click Here to watch the video…Colbert - Eagle One

...Just want to bang on a drum all day!

For our loyal blog readers I have great news. Laurette finishes up her class on Saturday, so you will not have to hear my rantings s much longer. Today is a boring Friday and these are always the hardest when you are just ready to get the heck out of dodge. I have a fun filled weekend in store that will surely warrant some blogging material at the least, and police blotter at the worst. Laurette's cousin Webb is in town and I have convinced him to join in the fun with me. Webb is just as easily persuaded into a good time as I am, so he didn't put up much of a fight. We always have a good time when we hang out, so this will be a fun weekend guaranteed. To start off the weekend, we are heading to the Black Keys concert tonight, I lucked upon tickets and cannot wait for this one. These guys are truly amazing. Just 2 guys from Akron, OH that can "lay it down" in the blues category.
We may finish off the night with a little Country Karaoke, or hit a few honky tonks. Either way, Webb will get the full Nashville experience.

Then tomorrow, oh yes tomorrow, FLUGTAG!!! Words cannot describe how excited I am for this one. We will get to watch 30 teams of people launch their homemade flying contraptions off a 30 foot platform into the Cumberland River. Each team gets 10 minutes to perform a skit on the platform and is judged on performance and distance of flight. Some of the teams include the Stephen Colbert - Eagle One, A group of East Nashville Cavemen, Batman & Robin, a blimp, a tank, the Beatles yellow submarine, and many more brave participants from around the country. The only way this could be more fun to watch is if every team somehow got whacked in the nuts on the way down. So here's to a great weekend!

Bonjour

Paris Hilton has been making the rounds on everyones blog lately. I just came across this quote from her today, and I had to post it. This is all I will say on the lovely Paris.

Paris Hilton: In the future, I plan on taking more of an active role in the decisions I make.

For more funny/insane celebrity quotes check out Celebrity Wit.

HOORAY!!

I was going to post a long blog about how excited I am for this event coming to Nashville, and how the greatest thing about my busy week last week was finding out about this event, but instead I will just link this video. I think it states the reason for all my excitement very nicely. Laurette is in class during the day on Saturday so I am recruiting folks to go with me. So come on up to Nashville if any of you would like.



I will give a full update with pictures after the event...

Happy Birthday, Little Daddy!!

Today is my dad's birthday. He is 67. He was born at home in the wee hours of that June 12th, and I have always been told that my grandmother got up the next morning and cooked breakfast for the doctor. 1) what? I don't think so; she was a much better woman than I will ever be. 2) what a lousy doctor. I would tell my patient to get back in bed! But back to my sweet dad...what can I say to explain how fantastic he really is? He has been one of the most influential people in my life, and I have to credit him for playing a major role in the formation of my faith. Even though his Sunday school class was excrutiatingly boring, he has been such an example of faith, grace, and love for me. I've always wondered why God chose to give me such an amazing family and a earthly father that so closely modeled Him. Now before you go and canonize my father, I must tell you...he ain't no saint. well, he will tell you that. He is famous for his colorful jokes, and he will tell you that he lived the 60's. He was one of those crazy people at Woodstock! can you believe that. You'll have to ask him to tell you more stories. I would hate to incriminate him via the internet or tarnish my reputation via association.

Daddy traveled most of my childhood. He would leave on Monday mornings and come home on Friday afternoons, and I was always sooo excited to see him! Even though he was gone, I knew that he loved me more than anything in the world. And the older I get the more I realize how much he sacrificed for me and our family. I really could never ask for a more wonderful dad. He is always there when I need him. He is usually the first person I call when I am mad or especially when I am upset. He just listens so well. And he truly is one of my favorite people in the world to be around. I just really enjoy his company. He is just so dang funny, cool and cute! I tell you what isn't cute, though...we are about the same size, hence the nickname "Little Daddy" given to him by my sister not me. Growing up, most of my friends' dads were 6' plus, so you can imagine my humiliation when my dad accidentally wore my jeans one day. yeah, what can you do?

One sweet story I have to tell about my dad is that he wrote me a letter every single day that I was at Kanakuk! Both summers I worked there I got a letter every day from my dad. What dedication! He even started his own newspaper for me called the Memphis Flash. He would report all the news that was going on in the world since I was cut off from civilization. He emails my sister and me everyday, and I am so thankful for the relationship that we have.

I could go on forever, but I better get back to work. This post really doesn't do you justice, Daddy, but I hope you know how much I love you. Thank you for being such an amazing dad and giving me a wonderful example of what a father and a husband should be. You are so gifted at so many things, but I will have to say, you are the best at being my dad. Happiest Birthday to YOU! You deserve it, Daddy. I just wish that every little girl could have a dad like you!

Watch Out World

My dad has become a BLOGGER, and I am still coming to terms with this fact. He has been reading my blog and some of my friends' blogs for a while, but last week he unvailed his own creation: Not Without Some Thought. It promises to be a good read. Check it out, and wish him HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Tomorrow he will be 67!

pictured: daddy aka "little daddy" and mary peyton

2 Years and Counting!

Please forgive my absence. I have been swamped with school work, but I know it will all be worth it. But on to a more exciting topic...I really cannot believe that Travis and I have been married for 2 years today! At 3pm on a very hot June 4th my dad walked me down the aisle to meet my very best friend, Travis Michael Wolfe, and become his wife! That was my dad's 3rd trip down that aisle: once with my mom 34 years ago, then with my sister 6 years ago, then with me! He is batting 1,000; I highly recommend him as a father of the bride. What an AMAZING day. Thanks, Mom and Dad, for giving me such a beautiful wedding and for making it so special. And thanks, Mr. Mike and Mrs. Kris, for rearing such an amazing son. I love being a Wolfe, and I love being your daughter-in-law!

Our wedding day is still surreal in my mind. All of our family and closest friends were there to watch us take our vows to be together for the rest of our lives. And I can honestly say that after 2 years as your wife, Travis, one lifetime together will just not be enough for me. You have made these two years better than I could have imagined. You have given me so much freedom to be who I am, and you have loved all of me. As my mother reminded me this morning, that is no easy task. Thanks mom. So Travis, thank you for picking me to be your wife and for giving me a love that I never dared to dream of. The Lord truly blessed me when he picked a blonde headed boy from Indiana to by my husband! “I am confident of this, I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Take heart, be strong, and wait for the Lord.” Ps. 27:13&14 Thank you for showing me His goodness. I have no idea where God will take us, but I am so thankful that I get to go with you! Happy Anniversary. Hopefully I haven’t made any of our readers sick.

more images to come. I'm not very good at posting pictures. My dad and I were just practicing. I don't want you to think that no one came. And that is not our child that Travis is holding...it's our niece, Mary Peyton, when she was little and nice.

The Greenbrier

For the past 3 days I have been in the backwoods of West Virginia at one of the fanciest hotels I have ever seen. This place was unbelievable, and I have already let Laurette know we will probably never make it here on our own penny (a standard room cost around $580 a night). I was up their working an event. The Greenbrier has been around since the late 1700's and was the summer home for many presidents and dignitaries. For a quick history lesson, during the cold war they built a bunker onsite large enough to house the whole US Senate and House +families in case of a Nuclear fallout. The place is enormous, and covered in more flowered wallpaper then I have ever seen. My room looked just like a room right out of Laurette's grandmother’s house. It has the feel now of a place where rich politicians and COE's take their wives as a make up gift for getting caught sleeping with the secretary. You have to wear a coat and tie to dinner and you must always have a reservation and if you are around the lobby at noon they serve tea and cookies (about the only thing that I found free). Needless to say this West Tennessee redneck was a little out of his element, here are a few of the highlights from the trip...


1. Sitting on the veranda drinking a $17 Mint Julep. I felt like I should have started talking like Foghorn Leghorn...."I do declare!"…This link is for you Caleb.

2. The bed had like a 4 inch pillow top, it was the best bed I have ever slept in, so I decided to strip it down to see who made the bed, I never found out, and probably just managed to really confuse a maid.

3. Beating a 221 average bowler who was a California State Bowling champ. Granted I only bowled a 122 and he was bowling without his thumb in the ball, but I still beat him.

4. Being served a Biscoff on the flight to Atl. from the Greenbrier airport. I guess Delta knows who their clientele on this flight is...

5. Being the lucky member of the flight who received the extra security search in West Virginia. This airport was very small, but I think had the same TSA employment as the Atlanta airport. Finally after 15 minutes I got my carry on bag back. I thought I was stuck in West Virginia for good. Luckily know backwoods, deliverance strip search...Whew!!

6. Meeting a true Richard Cranium at the Greenbrier Airport. First off this guy was wearing white jeans, a blue button-down with cuff links and something like a captain’s jacket. This guy was awful and was very mad that the flight we were taking to Atlanta did not have a first class cabin. Come On!!!

7. Eating a $30 grilled chicken salad for lunch at the pool.


8. Seeing a professional croquet course. I never knew there was a professional league, let alone professional courses.

9. Seeing way to many old rich men with young women.

10. And last but not least. The hotel offered a turndown service, well I did not know this so when I walk back in my room from soundcheck and saw my bed undone and a robe sitting on it, and some stuff moved around...I immediately began checking my things, it wasn’t till I saw mints on the pillow that I realized no one had stolen anything.

So that was my big adventure, I have a Michael McDonald show this week along with working at FanFair, so maybe I will have some more crazy stories. If anyone wants to hear, I do a dead on MM impression. I sometimes act out a show that features Michael McDonald and Aaron Neville, Laurette joins in with Cher. It is a good time and I think we should start recording our performances.