Monday, September 29, 2008

It’s Outta Here!

There are some things in life that truly symbolize summer – road trips, fireworks, hot dogs, friends and baseball. And exactly one week after Fall officially rolled in, I tried to force just one more Summer weekend out of mother nature … lucky for me she obliged. After promising myself that I would make it to a Tigers game this summer, I finally got around to making it happen, although it was very last minute and the tickets made that very clear. Wait – I am getting ahead of myself.

This event really started earlier in September when Matt and I were each supporting our own teams of choice – I the wiser Tigers fan and him the Twins fan. Amongst some baseball related conversations I remembered that I had not gone to a game yet. So with that thought in mind I got tickets and Matt and I were on the road en route to see the last Friday night game of the season. It was an absolutely beautiful night, although it got pretty chilly as the clear night sky settled over the ball park. We each had the obligatory ball park hotdog which tasted really good after the road trip to the stadium and we did get to see some pretty good baseball – the Tigers did win, although it meant nothing considering they were playing the Rays. As an end of summer bonus, I did get a decent lesson in how to officially score baseball … a skill that I cannot believe I have lived 28 years without.

The end of the game brought fireworks, my favorite – although they were less than fantastic. At this point in the night Matt and I had experienced most of the summer requirements, but to complete the list we had to navigate stupid Michigan summer road closures (I forgot to add that to the list) and then head out to Allen Park to see Sara Rzepka. Now, I can officially let summer go … I am kicking and screaming and there might actually be tears … but I couldn’t have asked for a better way to enjoy the last of the warm weather.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Getaway Weekend!

Paulette and I have been talking about going away for a weekend since the beginning of last spring. We finally were able to do it and only 6 months later ... not too shabby for two working gals. We decided that we would take the weekend and drive up to Traverse City to stay at the Grand Traverse Resort. It was a perfect choice since it was the weekend of Red Wings training camp and the players also happened to be staying at our hotel. I have to say, as much of a fan that I am, it was still pretty hard to figure out who was who when they were in street clothes. I am so glad that Paulette could recognize people, otherwise I would have never known when Maltby passed right by us or when Holstrom and Filppula, were sitting having lunch as we walked by. Since Paulette is always prepared she was able to have some stuff signed by them.

It was such a beautiful weekend and we were both itching to sit outside and enjoy the weather. We decided to sit on the patio of the clubhouse at the resort and have some snacks and drinks, we also had the bonus of watching many of the players participate in a golf scramble and getting blinded by the Stanley Cup which was there for a photo op. If you look real close you can see the cup sitting near the lake in the background.

We took some time over the weekend to watch the Wings scrimmage and practice which has now spoiled us, as we were so close to the game – we are not sure we can watch games at the Joe anymore, it is just too far away.

No trip to Traverse City would be complete without some good food and wine tasting and of course we obliged. My favorite winery in the area is Chateau Chantal and I took Paulette up there to sample some wine and enjoy the views - which was followed with a trip downtown for some shopping at the Cherry Republic. One of my favorite memories of the entire trip was when we were walking downtown. It is no secret that Paulette’s favorite player is Chris Chelios and she has had the oppotuntiy to meet him a few times before and during the weekend, however this meeting came as a total surprise. There we are walking down the street and this mad biker comes careening around the corner of an allyway, nearly knocking us over. (That might be a little bit hyped up, but it sounds more dramatic that way.) Needless to say, the crazed biker had to pause a little and give the obligatory look of – “I’m sorry I almost threathend your life with my less than fantastic biking skills” and as Paulette and I looked up we both realized at the same time that it was Chris Chelios. Paulette politely said “Hi”, whilst I bit my tounge from letting him know he needs to be more careful, geeze. Then of course while he was out of sight – only because he was behind us – we started to giggle like girls.

We recovered from that near catastrophe by having dinner at the North Peak brewery and gawking at Mike Babcock. Dinner was fantastic and based on a great suggestion from Matt Knoll, Paulette got to have a smashing beer – of course no pun intended.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Now I Am One!

Mrs. Rosslyn Whiskers is now officially One Year old. It is hard to believe she is not the tiny little kitten that we brought home. Now she is grown up enough to go to the bathroom on the toilet, to sleep all through the night and to really jump high. Here she is at her birthday celebration, she got to be a queen for the day - she looked oh so lovely.