Booyah!

So you know your husband is in desperate need of some guy time when he “booyahs” himself. Let me explain.
Hubby was checking his email this morning and having received an email from Mississippi State athletics regarding stats of football recruits for the 2010-2011 season, he was reading eagerly. He came across a freshman from Mississippi with the last name Favre. Since Brett Favre was originally from Mississippi, Hubby wondered if the two players might somehow be related. Upon further investigation, hubby discovered that the young Dylan Favre was indeed Brett Favre’s nephew. Hubby was a little too excited about being right, thusly he yelled “booyah” at the computer. Usually you “booyah” other people with whom you are speaking. But I guess if you’re having a conversation with yourself, then you only have the option to booyah yourself.
This exchange made it fairly obvious to me that hubby is in dire need of some guy time. So it’s a good thing that he has both a poker night and a hunting adventure scheduled for next weekend, when I’ll be off doing the most feminine of things, throwing a baby shower for my best friend Bridget.