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Monday, March 30, 2009
Twilight the Movie
On Saturday, I went with the Speech crew to State College to watch Twilight. We had so much fun! Many thanks to Shelby's twin sister for hosting the movie night at her husband's office. Next time, I'm claiming a seat in the "movie room"... Those chairs looked comfy!
Monday, March 23, 2009
Pens vs Flyers 3.22.09
I was lucky enough to get to go to both Penguin games this weekend. Game two was Sunday against the Flyers. It was CRAZY! I saw things that I've never seen in 15 years of going to hockey games.
In the parking lot, people had taken a Flyers jersey, thrown it in an empty space and then would yell "RUN OVER IT! RUN OVER IT" as people drove by. People would also step on it and get their picture taken as they walked near it.
Then, a "Free Candy" van drove through the parking lot, beeping it's horn and the guy in the passenger seat had a bullhorn that he was yelling into. Noticing the commotion, I looked up to see a female blow up doll hanging out of the window as the guy was driving through the parking lot.
Once I got inside, it was a little more like normal. The crowd was really loud to start the game, but once Philly scored in the 1st, things quieted down a bit.
Some highlights from warm-ups...
In the parking lot, people had taken a Flyers jersey, thrown it in an empty space and then would yell "RUN OVER IT! RUN OVER IT" as people drove by. People would also step on it and get their picture taken as they walked near it.
Then, a "Free Candy" van drove through the parking lot, beeping it's horn and the guy in the passenger seat had a bullhorn that he was yelling into. Noticing the commotion, I looked up to see a female blow up doll hanging out of the window as the guy was driving through the parking lot.
Once I got inside, it was a little more like normal. The crowd was really loud to start the game, but once Philly scored in the 1st, things quieted down a bit.
Some highlights from warm-ups...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
3.20.09 Pens vs. Kings
It's a hockey weekend in Pittsburgh for me!! Last night, I went to see the Pens beat the Kings. Tomorrow, I am going to the Pens and Flyers. When I bought my tickets in September, I thought this weekend would NEVER get here. Now, the Pens are down to their final 10 games, and I'm down to my final 2 sets of tickets....
Warm-ups were so much fun last night. The boys were all laughing and having fun out on the ice. Even Sid, who is normally super intense during warm-ups, laughed. Then, apparently, he went back to his HS baseball days and tried to bunt pucks into the net with his stick. You can tell Sid is loving hockey right now and that means great things for the rest of their season.
Warm-ups were so much fun last night. The boys were all laughing and having fun out on the ice. Even Sid, who is normally super intense during warm-ups, laughed. Then, apparently, he went back to his HS baseball days and tried to bunt pucks into the net with his stick. You can tell Sid is loving hockey right now and that means great things for the rest of their season.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I couldn't make this stuff up even if I wanted to...
On Saturday, I went to visit the family in Kittanning/Ford City. It was a bit of a hectic day. To make a long story short, I had to drop my dad off in Ford City, then head back out to visit Kristie. On the way through Ford City, I noticed this...
Yep, that would be a window air conditioner in the back of that van. And as my mom said, "But, it's a nice van...."
So after I circled the block twice, once to take the picture, and then once again later to show my mom, I headed out to Kristie's.
My Lilster is getting so big. She is babbling and giggling. And she has two front teeth with a gap in the middle... I told Kristie it's because we sang too many Madonna songs as kids.
Thanks for book Aunt Laura
Sunday, February 15, 2009
A1, Row C Pens vs Sharks 2.11.09
I have been going to Penguin games since I was 15 and the Sharks game was the closest I have ever been able to sit to the ice. I was in Row C... it was unbelievable. Watching the game on TV or even higher in the areana, you realize what a fast-paced game hockey is, but you have no idea just how fast-paced until you are sitting in the middle of the action.
The seats were right behind Marc Andre Fleury, so it was like the Marc show all night. That boy's head does not stop moving during the entire game... he better have a good chiropractor to work on his neck after following the play all night. I can't understand how he makes 1 save, let alone 30ish a night. After watching him in the Sharks game, I will never again blame him for letting in a weak goal.
The other really neat thing was being close enough to watch all the expressions on the players' faces.
The seats were right behind Marc Andre Fleury, so it was like the Marc show all night. That boy's head does not stop moving during the entire game... he better have a good chiropractor to work on his neck after following the play all night. I can't understand how he makes 1 save, let alone 30ish a night. After watching him in the Sharks game, I will never again blame him for letting in a weak goal.
The other really neat thing was being close enough to watch all the expressions on the players' faces.
Pictures from Warm-up
Pictures from the Game
View from the seats 
Marc, up close 
Sid, up close 
Scrum at the net
Dupuis and Marc during the game
The Bench 
After Bill Thomas' goal
Jordan's 100th career point!
Jordan taking a faceoff
Sid trying to win a faceoffSunday, January 25, 2009
Is it a bomb? Is it a tornado? No, it’s just a puck hitting the glass at a Penguins game! Pens vs Ducks 1.16.09
My Penguin tickets for the month of January fell on Friday, January 16. Unfortunately, Sidders had gotten hurt in the game before and was unable to play, so I was a tad less excited than I would be normally.
I decided to take my cousin Kristie with me, because 1) the last time we went to a game we found triscuits and watched Darius Kasparitis knock the shit out of Eric Lindros, 2) She is just fun to be with and 3) She was in desperate need of a girl’s night out (sorry Lily!).
Play-by Play of the Evening
5:00-I get to Kristie’s house and change into my new “old-Karma free” Penguin attire. See, the last two games I went to, they lost, and being the supportive (and albeit, somewhat insane) fan that I am, I decided I needed to change the losing karma to winning karma. So, I wore a new Penguins shirt and new Penguin earrings in an attempt to turn things in their favor.
5:30ish- Kristie and I leave for Pittsburgh
5:30-6:15ish- We laugh hysterically the entire way there to the point that our stomachs hurt and it’s only been 45 minutes into the evening.
6:40- We head to the doors after deciding it was WAYYYYYYY too cold at -3 degrees to wait in a line to get inside. And, in my continued effort to change the Penguins karma, I refuse to go in the doors that I normally enter. I also made sure I didn’t go to the Pens store first. We then made our way down to the glass for warm-ups, and I choose a different spot to watch warm-ups in hopes of guaranteeing a win.
7:00ish-7:20ish- The Penguins take to the ice for warm-ups. All of a sudden there was a bang on the glass (the puck was shot into it) and a scream that caused several people, both on and off the ice, including myself, to look in the direction of the noise. Turns out, I didn’t have to look very far, just to the person to my left, to see Kristie ducked down with her arms covering her head. When I realized everyone was ok, and it was not a bomb threat or a tornado drill, I began laughing hysterically and actually had to sit down so I didn’t fall down. As an aside to this part of the story, when watching the pregame show on FSN, I could be seen laughing at Kristie in the background during Jordan Staal’s interview.
Because half of the Penguin’s line up consisted of players from Wilkes Barre, I wasn’t very interested in taking pictures so I actually just watched warm-ups. Towards the end of warm-up, Jordan hit a puck off the glass right in front of us. Hearing the second shriek of the evening, he actually looked over his shoulder with a look that I wish I had managed to capture on camera. I’d almost be willing to bet that an eye-roll accompanied the glance. Next game I go to, I am shrieking when pucks hit the glass in hopes that Jordan Staal will look at me during warm-ups.
7:20ish- We head to our seats for the start of the game.
7:30- Game time
Since Sid was not playing, I think I actually only saw about 3 whole shifts. I had to come home and watch the game on DVR so I could see what had happened. Instead. I spent the evening people watching, which was almost as good as the game (once I saw it replayed on tv that is). The guy in front of us (see below) obviously did not own a mirror. First of all, he left the house in a Gretzky jersey to go to the Igloo, home of Mario Lemieux (that was strike 1) and second, did he honestly believe that he looked good in that hat???????????????????? In the words of Meredith and Cristina, “Seriously.” It was like a bad car wreck, you couldn’t not look at the disaster that was his hat and jersey.
The 2nd best person to “people watch” was Jeff Reed. Yes, that Jeff Reed, kicker for the Steelers. Based on his appearance at the Penguins game, Kristie and I nicknamed him Troll. He had his hair dyed white blonde and it was sticking straight up all over his head (the way a troll doll’s would) and he was the most unusual shade of “human” I have ever seen in my whole entire life. He clearly has either been on vacation to the equator recently (which is not possible since it’s football season) or he bought stock in self-tanning methods. He sat 1 section over from us and 7 rows down, so we were able to keep an eye on him all evening. He constantly had people coming up to him asking him to autograph things and take pictures with him. When I called my dad to tell him, he asked me if I saw him to tell him “good game last week, Jeff”. How cute is my dad?
The little kids behind us were adorable. They were probably about 7 and they were huge hockey fans. It was the first game for one boy and the 2nd game for the other boy. The one kept calling Pascal Dupuis, Duupee, which was adorable. They were so excited all night, that it was hard to be mad at them for yelling and jumping around. Although, during the 1st intermission, the one dad bought his son those giant hand clappers, which he then insisted on clapping ALL through the second period. Well, that is, until they broke and the one hand hit Kristie in the head and the guy in front of us in the back (no not the bad hat guy, a different guy).
Before I knew it, the game was over and the Penguins had won! I believe it was because of the new shirt, earrings, and way into the arena, not because the Pens played well enough to win.
10:30ish- The ride home was an absolute blast. I can't even begin to tell you the last time I laughed as hard as Kristie and I did. At one point, I actually couldn't see the road because the tears in my eyes were so thick from laughing.
It was a great night- tons of fun, even without my Sidney playing.
Pictures of my boys...
I decided to take my cousin Kristie with me, because 1) the last time we went to a game we found triscuits and watched Darius Kasparitis knock the shit out of Eric Lindros, 2) She is just fun to be with and 3) She was in desperate need of a girl’s night out (sorry Lily!).
Play-by Play of the Evening
5:00-I get to Kristie’s house and change into my new “old-Karma free” Penguin attire. See, the last two games I went to, they lost, and being the supportive (and albeit, somewhat insane) fan that I am, I decided I needed to change the losing karma to winning karma. So, I wore a new Penguins shirt and new Penguin earrings in an attempt to turn things in their favor.
5:30ish- Kristie and I leave for Pittsburgh
5:30-6:15ish- We laugh hysterically the entire way there to the point that our stomachs hurt and it’s only been 45 minutes into the evening.
6:40- We head to the doors after deciding it was WAYYYYYYY too cold at -3 degrees to wait in a line to get inside. And, in my continued effort to change the Penguins karma, I refuse to go in the doors that I normally enter. I also made sure I didn’t go to the Pens store first. We then made our way down to the glass for warm-ups, and I choose a different spot to watch warm-ups in hopes of guaranteeing a win.
7:00ish-7:20ish- The Penguins take to the ice for warm-ups. All of a sudden there was a bang on the glass (the puck was shot into it) and a scream that caused several people, both on and off the ice, including myself, to look in the direction of the noise. Turns out, I didn’t have to look very far, just to the person to my left, to see Kristie ducked down with her arms covering her head. When I realized everyone was ok, and it was not a bomb threat or a tornado drill, I began laughing hysterically and actually had to sit down so I didn’t fall down. As an aside to this part of the story, when watching the pregame show on FSN, I could be seen laughing at Kristie in the background during Jordan Staal’s interview.
Because half of the Penguin’s line up consisted of players from Wilkes Barre, I wasn’t very interested in taking pictures so I actually just watched warm-ups. Towards the end of warm-up, Jordan hit a puck off the glass right in front of us. Hearing the second shriek of the evening, he actually looked over his shoulder with a look that I wish I had managed to capture on camera. I’d almost be willing to bet that an eye-roll accompanied the glance. Next game I go to, I am shrieking when pucks hit the glass in hopes that Jordan Staal will look at me during warm-ups.
7:20ish- We head to our seats for the start of the game.
7:30- Game time
Since Sid was not playing, I think I actually only saw about 3 whole shifts. I had to come home and watch the game on DVR so I could see what had happened. Instead. I spent the evening people watching, which was almost as good as the game (once I saw it replayed on tv that is). The guy in front of us (see below) obviously did not own a mirror. First of all, he left the house in a Gretzky jersey to go to the Igloo, home of Mario Lemieux (that was strike 1) and second, did he honestly believe that he looked good in that hat???????????????????? In the words of Meredith and Cristina, “Seriously.” It was like a bad car wreck, you couldn’t not look at the disaster that was his hat and jersey.
The 2nd best person to “people watch” was Jeff Reed. Yes, that Jeff Reed, kicker for the Steelers. Based on his appearance at the Penguins game, Kristie and I nicknamed him Troll. He had his hair dyed white blonde and it was sticking straight up all over his head (the way a troll doll’s would) and he was the most unusual shade of “human” I have ever seen in my whole entire life. He clearly has either been on vacation to the equator recently (which is not possible since it’s football season) or he bought stock in self-tanning methods. He sat 1 section over from us and 7 rows down, so we were able to keep an eye on him all evening. He constantly had people coming up to him asking him to autograph things and take pictures with him. When I called my dad to tell him, he asked me if I saw him to tell him “good game last week, Jeff”. How cute is my dad?
The little kids behind us were adorable. They were probably about 7 and they were huge hockey fans. It was the first game for one boy and the 2nd game for the other boy. The one kept calling Pascal Dupuis, Duupee, which was adorable. They were so excited all night, that it was hard to be mad at them for yelling and jumping around. Although, during the 1st intermission, the one dad bought his son those giant hand clappers, which he then insisted on clapping ALL through the second period. Well, that is, until they broke and the one hand hit Kristie in the head and the guy in front of us in the back (no not the bad hat guy, a different guy).
Before I knew it, the game was over and the Penguins had won! I believe it was because of the new shirt, earrings, and way into the arena, not because the Pens played well enough to win.
10:30ish- The ride home was an absolute blast. I can't even begin to tell you the last time I laughed as hard as Kristie and I did. At one point, I actually couldn't see the road because the tears in my eyes were so thick from laughing.
It was a great night- tons of fun, even without my Sidney playing.
Pictures of my boys...
The boys taking the ice
Marc and the boys
Geno
Jordan
Kristie and me
Jeff Reed
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