Chief Nation

It's December 16th and the high temperature today was 32 degrees (although it was only 19 degrees when I left the house). I believe it was the last regular season game for the Chiefs (read: last game). I had managed to get tickets to the game using a police/military promotion where we only paid 25 bucks for regularly priced $69 dollar seats. With the other random charges and whatnot, they came out to $33 a person and were on the very upper level end near the uprights. However, Beth managed to get her boss' season tickets from them since they were not planning on spending the day outdoors watching the Chiefs lose and becoming popsicles. So, we took those tickets instead. Here is a picture of the seats we SHOULD have been sitting in from the seats we WERE sitting in.

We were 21 rows up from approximately the 40 yard line. The view was fantastic. And we were also every bit as cold as the seats were awesome.

Beth and Dan:

Brenda and Me:

Me and Beth:

The Chiefs were actually winning for parts of the game. And then they just sort of... stopped playing... gave up... whatever. There were moments of promise in the first half, but after that, the Titans pretty much kicked our asses.

It might be because at halftime the cheerleaders dressed up in Santa outfits. They looked awfully cold. And, see the players? They just got all distracted and couldn't finish the game.

Then, after that, Remy ran around on the field catching Frisbees. She didn't even tell me she'd be there! Seriously though, they had these "disc dogs" who ran all over playing with Frisbees. There were like 5 of them... but I only took pictures of the puppy that reminded me of my own. They could be twins! (At least they could from that far away.)

So, after Rem finished up doing her thing, and the Chiefs started sucking... a lot, Brenda took a nap because the game was so boring. And then she succumbed to hypothermia. I shall miss you, dear friend.

But even though his team was losing, KC Wolf didn't care. He was just there to have a good time. So, he put on his hunter's orange coveralls and went sledding on the piles of snow that were plowed off of the field. And sadly, watching him was more entertaining than the game.

This last picture pretty much sums up the Chiefs season. This guy was sitting a few rows down from us.

This also pretty much explains why I haven't been to a Chiefs game before now. The cheapest seats are $69. I guess compared to Washington Redskins standards this isn't much... but compared to Royals standards, it's $62 over budget.

Also, I found out that if you want to get on the bigscreen at the game multiple times, all you have to do is wear a Santa hat with full beard attached. Because the guy that did that, I saw at least three times.

Regardless of expense and temperature, it was a good time though. I'd totally do it again. But only if I had my hand and feet warmers supplied to me again!


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Technically, It's Not Even Winter Yet

Jack Frosty the Snowman stopped by my house today. He also got me out of work an hour earlier than I'm used to, but that entire time was spent in the car doing 12 miles an hour trying to get home. But, for now it looks pretty. And it appears that the insulation in my house is doing its job.

Today that song is totally right. It IS beginning to look a lot like Christmas.





But you know the best part about my job and it snowing (apart from finding the footprints of doom more easily and getting to leave early)? I have an ASCLD calibrated ruler to measure the snowfall amounts! And since I also recognize that my love for the metric system is not shared by the rest of America, you even get to see the snowfall total in inches. I know, I'm too kind.




Remy was surprised to see me home so early. She came to the door slowly with a sleepy face and said, "What time is it? What's going on?" But once she got outside, she couldn't have been happier. I, however, asked her why she didn't shovel the driveway. Her smart reply? "You don't have a shovel, and even if you did, I'm not shoveling a gravel driveway." I guess I can't blame her. I'm not going to do anything about it, either. Let's just hope I make it out of my driveway in the morning.


So, I let Remy out and she ate some snow, and played some ball, and then proceeded to smell the entire yard. Because, I guess snow makes everything smell different. No, I mean the entire yard.

Now we're warm inside and I'm gonna go figure out what kind of alcohol goes best in eggnog.


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Making Christmastime

Today, the day after Thanksgiving... Black Friday. I did not participate in the commercialism. It always ruins the whole spirit of the season seeing people fighting over stuff to buy and standing in lines to get deals and all that jazz. I'd much rather celebrate the season in the freezing cold (the high today was 31 degrees), putting up Christmas lights on my house. Thanks to Janelle, I'm adopting this tradition. The day after Christmas is now for decorating the outside of one's home.


I debated what kind of lights to buy, but I settled on multicolored ones because that's what Dad used to put on the house when I was a kid. And I always loved it. I think plain white lights are much more classy, but... Christmas decorations aren't about being classy. No. They are about reliving the happiness of childhood, and so, multicolored it is.


Up I go. Thankfully, I have a lovely friend who let me borrow her ladder. Which has totally sold me on purchasing this kind of ladder when I get finally do get one.

Stop looking at my butt.

So, one side of my house is... taller. (More of the foundation is showing.) And we got tired of moving the ladder when we got to this last side. So, I climbed up on the roof. I'm still debating how good of an idea that was, but finishing the lights was lightning fast after I got up there. It was just the getting up there and the getting down from there parts that were scary.


The roof is really high. And has more of a pitch than I would have thought. But, it was totally worth it. See?



"Cause when the full moon starts to rise, we're all singing out, it's Christmastime!"


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