Seeing as yesterday was Father's Day, and most of the day was spent in prostrate adoration of Nick, I needed something quick and relatively easy to do in the evening.
So I learned the Cougar Fight song.
"But Tamsin", I hear you saying, "didn't you go to BYU? Didn't you actually go to school for longer than most people, which should have yielded ample opportunity to learn THE SCHOOL SONG?"
I see what you're saying people, and yes, I probably should have. But I was always one of those people who would accidentally show up wearing red on the day of the BYU vs. U of U football game, or who wouldn't realize it was homecoming until the Y was lit on the mountain. In short, while I loved being a student at BYU, I just never got into the whole School Spirit thing.
(I've also never hiked the Y or been to a BYU football game, but let's leave that for another time.)
OK, it's not like I didn't know the song at all. But if you had asked me to sing it before last night, it would have gone something like this:
"Rise and shout, the cougars are out, da-na-na-na-na-na-na-na glory!
Rise and shout, -na-na-na-na-naah, na-na-na-na-na vic'try story!
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo- doo
na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, the cougars of BYU!"
And even I know it ends with: ""Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra - GO COUGARS!"
So that was how I found myself on our couch with crochet hook in hand (I still can't do it!), this youtube video, and Nick as my vocal coach.
What, you don't spend your evenings like that?
As a result, while I don't bleed blue just yet, I'd say I'm pretty proficient in expressing my BYU adoration. I can't guarantee the occasional na-na-na won't show up, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one.
Oh, and guess who managed to crochet a perfect granny square on his first attempt? Mister Father's Day himself.
This challenge came from Ari, who almost died of embarrassment on my behalf when I told her my shameful secret.
Image found here. Because, y'know, I didn't have any personal photos of Cosmo.
Haha don't let Nick trick u into thinking he is a natural master of croceting! He has Josephine Stewart for a grandmother! I recall many crocet lessons with her! P.s. it isn't that easy. It takes practice, but I'm sure you will more then master it one day!ReplyDelete
P.p.s. I don't know how to spell crochetReplyDelete
I had my suspicions all along. And, yes you do, you just did.ReplyDelete