Good Times

On Saturday night Jonny and I headed up to Kerrie's house in Syracuse. We had a blast with Isabella, Kerrie and Moy. I have known Kerrie since I was 14 years old, living in Yorba Linda CA. She has been a good friend ever since. Moy works out of town so we rarely get to see him. Jonny is great with little girls and plays with Izzy and gives in to her every demand. Even when he is tired.

We had some yummy BBQ chicken and talked and played till the kids were ready for bed! Izzy played with worms and Jonny joined in the adult conversation and played with Izzy.

Kerrie and I planned where to take photos of the kids in her back yard and that next time we go up we are going to catch frogs.

I love having Kerrie here in Utah!

I Now Dedicate this Space...

to family time. and only family time. and fun family time and shenanigans. and such.

There shall be a crazy quirky Sharon blog at another location. (http://sharonranae.blogspot.com)

But this blog is the Grand Adventures of the MILLERS not the Grand Adventures of Sharon. Though I do have some darn grand adventures. SO my family life HERE... my single crazy fun life... @

While many may wonder, isn't there 3 Millers??? Why does she only talk about her son?? My GORGEOUS daughter lives in Arizona for now. We miss her deperately and hope in the very near future her path will lead back home where she belongs so she can join in the grand adventures! :-)

Enjoy!

The Dance

Jonnny and I at 1/2 time

I was fortunate enough to be able to attend the #3 Playoff game Jazz vs the Denver chicken Nuggets last night with my most handsome date - Jonny. He has decided that he likes the Nuggets and the Suns, though the Suns are his favorite. As a boy who's heart belongs in Arizona I can understand his loyalty to the team.

The Dance

As we watched the game, I was in awe as I watched the battle for victory become a dance, that at times seemed to be as graceful as a ballet, and at other times as brutal as a common street brawl. The excitement of the announcer's tenor voice singing the name of a beloved Jazz member at each basket made livened the crowd.

Kyle Korver, Carlos Boozer, CJ Miles, Paul Milsap, Wesley Matthews, Deron Williams, are some of the names that were most heard last night and got a lot of play time. Matthews, a rookie played with gusto that would allow one to think he was a seasoned player. Milsap lead the team and played like his life depended on it. But this team in truly a team, and to watch them communicate and move and pass the ball almost as it was orchestrated is fascinating to me.

Hopefully Mehmet Okur will be able to return next season not only cause I like to look at him, but because I like to look at him and he is a great player.

GO JAZZ!!!!

A House Divided!

GO JAZZ

go suns

GO JAZZ

go suns

I am a Jazz fan! I started getting tickets here and there from work and started to get into the game of basketball. Typically with games on a school night I would take Red to the games. We had a blast, and typically some of the best seats in the house. The kids were fine with me going with Red. Desirae isn't into sports. Jonny doesn't like noise or crowds. So Red and I enjoyed quite a few great games and witnessed some momentous plays and legendary wins! I started to learn the players and really get into the game.

One morning Jonny informed me that the Suns were coming to town to beat the Jazz. I was a little surprised, to say the least, that he had even knew this information. I was also surprised that he was under the impression that they were going to beat the Jazz. I got 4 tickets to the game and we were set. As we settled into our seats after the game was already in progress, it was apparent to Jonny the Suns had this game in the bag! The trash talkin' began!

Little did Jonny know, the Jazz are a 3rd and 4th quarter kind of team! The Jazz pulled through and beat the Suns! I was thrilled, Jonny was sad.

Wednesday the Suns were coming back to the Wasatch Front and a battle for #2 was on the wood just minutes from our home. We had to be there and be witness to this dance! I had to watch my boys beat the Suns once more! Jonny had to be there when the Suns beat the Jazz on their own turf (or wood) to rub it in his mom's face. And the trash talking began. All through dinner, all the way to the arena... To hear our exchange of banter, you would probably have thought us to be 2 teenagers from rival high schools defending our teams. But no, just a son and his mom (stooping to his level of immature tongue lashings) in good fun.

For the record, I have never been to a Jazz game that they didn't win. I had my Jazz green on, I was revved up and excited to live in the victory of "my team" , I even posted on Facebook for all my Phoenix friends to see, that the Jazz were going to stomp the Suns! SLC vs PHX and dang it SLC was going to puff up our chests in grand victory and pride in the #2 slot.

Come the 4th quarter it was apparent to myself along with the rest of the attendees that the Utah Jazz were going to walk away with the #5 slot, not the #2 slot. The Suns were going to take this game. The ref's call were either absurd or non-existant and as the game dragged on the Jazz defense became weakened. The Suns triumped with a 20 point lead.

On our way back to the car Jonny continued to sing and shout and hollar at the top of his lungs THE SUNS WON!

Our house is a home divided.

GO JAZZ

go suns

GO JAZZ

go suns

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go suns