Recipes, Laughter, Transparency
Recipe, Laughter, Transparency
by Jacci Lightfoot
Large Team Sized Recipe:
Canned bisquits (I use 4 cans) cheap off brand work just as well!
Open cans and put in The bottom of a 9x13 pan. For the team I use an extra extra large throwaway foil pan. Bake for 15 minutes at 350.
4 pounds of ground beef, browned and drained.
Add to the browned hamburger one extra large jar of salsa (or more) to your taste. I use mild.
Remove almost baked biscuits from the oven and top with hamburger and salsa mixture.
Top with a mixture of shredded cheddar and mozzarella cheese and sprinkle lightly with oregano.
Bake again at 350 until the cheese is melted and bubbly and if you test the biscuits in the middle they will be baked all the way through.
The team thinks you’re a rockstar and the parents will ask for the recipe… Delay giving it to them because you don’t want them to know how easy it was!
A championship…our first. Our little male cherubs were 9 and 6. I remember the gym, the sounds, the nerves, the heat and the smells emanating from the concession stand.
Nail biting and with eyes closed we had the extra point when the buzzer went off. In shock I worked my way down the stands to throw my arms around my “Coach!”
My sons were 10 feet ahead of me racing to their dad! The look on his face…the look that said “I know you think I’m the best, I’m sure in your eyes I’m the greatest coach, I bet you are so proud of me, I know you are rejoicing with me!”
Our youngest jumped in his daddy’s arms and with big eyes (and my husband waiting for his praise) says…
“Can we go swimming? You said when the game was over we could go back to the hotel and go swimming!”
Our oldest then “upchucked” on my husbands wingtips from having too many fruits and vegetables (AKA skittles and popcorn) during the game.
What a night! What a game! What humble accord!
My husband went on to win 6 more National Championships after that and we never took one of them for granted! We laughed at the thought that when it was over we could “go swimming!” We knew we were only one “gag” away from something disastrous, and we realized that our children would always be there to keep us humble!
Lessons…be humble and kind, eat real fruits and vegetables BEFORE the game and be careful when you promise to swim!
Always hard and sometimes painful but when it’s pointed at your husband or your children then look out world because mama bear is coming out like a wet cat on steroids!
You know it!
I never fully managed the art of silence in the middle of a tirade. I’m not good at keeping my composure when my husband is being ridiculed for a poor performance that he did not perform in.
I stopped by practice, they were ready! I heard the plan, it was good! My husband did not turn the ball over, he did not miss a free throw and he certainly didn’t foul out…but I digress.
It’s hard! It’s so hard to listen to people who don’t know how hard your man works but there is a man upstairs who does. God knows…he does.
I will thank him every day that my husband is judged by him and him alone. That God sees his heart and his love for the team. He sees beyond a foul or missed free throw.
In the meantime…silence is golden.
Mine, not “theirs.” So I smile and pretend like I can’t hear them…it drives them nuts and that’s fun!