It was him–number 17–QB for the San Diego Chargers Philip Rivers walking through the glass-door entrance of our hotel. He was accompanied by a family member as they waited for a car to arrive. 

He was less than 20 feet from us before he walked through the doors. I was in awe of how extremely tall he was. You see them on TV, unaware of their size in the flesh. He’s huge.

We continued talking to Bill for a bit longer before his next meeting.

Thanking Bill again for the passes, we headed up to our rooms to take in all of what just happened. It was a lot to process. I was so relieved to finally have this huge secret off my chest. I immediately called Mom to tell her everything.

When football comes around, I swear Klay gets a tingle in his underpants. He’s that excited about it. 

My husband is the biggest San Diego Chargers fan out there. He’s been this way before I met him at 16.

You can read about how amazing this man is here, but if you know our story, and you know Klay, he really deserves the best and most amazing things in this world.

And, the past two years, he’s had to manage the shitty hand of cards life dealt us. 

I may like to read and watch scary movies, but I don’t dig trying to contact the dead. It’s not my thing.

I’ve had a few things happen in my life where I feel like people are watching me or I’ve seen things and experienced unexplained things before, so you could say I’m a believer of the paranormal. (Cue creepy sci-fi music).

So A LOT of stuff has happened since my last blog post. Instead of writing about it, I thought I’d VLOG instead so you guys can see how difficult it is to get anything done around here. 

This has to be the most awkward, informal and worst-looking vlog ever. But it’s here for you to enjoy. Stay tuned at the end for some bonus footage… you won’t regret it.