Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Royals Sweep

Saturday night, on a whim, I purchased a ticket for the Royals/Angels game at Kauffman stadium. I knew that if I didn't I would sit at home that night, upset that I couldn't watch it on tv and then annoyed that I hadn't just bought a ticket. There's something about experiencing an event first hand that makes it so much more cool.

It was a great night for baseball, even if it rained a bit. The fans were excited and the Royals played great. I was actually kind of annoyed that I had to stand much of the game. But I was very glad that this game did not go into extra innings.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Work Trips and Royals Games

Tuesday afternoon I left for a work trip to Grand Rapids. Tuesday was also the day the Royals played in their Wildcard game. It's their first time in the post-season since 1985. So it's kind of a big deal. At the KC airport there were a lot of people sporting Royals gear. I was not wearing my Royals shirt, so to make it known I was also a fan I said, generally very enthusiastically and loudly, to those wearing shirts/hats, "Go Royals!!"

I continued this at the Minneapolis airport. We missed our flight, and was able to watch the game in the hotel. The Royals won in 12 innings, extending their play in the post season.

Game 1 was Thursday night, and I was  now in Wichita with my City co-workers for the Kansas APA Conference. We sat in a sports bar with other planners and watched the game. It was the best. The Royals won Game 1 in extra innings.

Last night was  Game 2. Sadly I was not able to watch (it's Foxtober, however these games are on TBS, a channel I don't have). I looked into getting tickets for the upcoming home games, but they are very expensive. Maybe I'll look into tickets again after they win this series....

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

First NFL Game

As I was driving home from the airport after dropping Em off, I got a call from my friend Janae. On her 30 Before 30 List is "Go to an NFL game". She's turning 30 in November, and in her quest to complete the list asked if I wanted to go to the Chiefs/Patriots game coming up on Monday night. Clearly my answer was yes.

It was a perfect night for football. Janae and I had so much fun. The fans are crazy, but all of them were so nice! Fireworks shot off every time the Chiefs scored. Everyone seemed to stand the entire time the opposing team was on the field. We all wore red. It was awesome.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

My Sister Was Here

Since moving to Kansas a year and a half ago, I have not had anyone come out and visit me. Sure, my mom and Ivy were here when I moved out, but that was just a couple days and did not involve any site seeing or eating out or general vacation-y things; we unloaded, unpacked, and then they left. So when my sister was available to come out I was pretty psyched.

She arrived last Thursday and left Tuesday afternoon. We went to the Plaza, the Alamo Drafthouse and Oklahoma Joe's in Kansas City. I showed her my loft and where I work and the streets I drive on. We went to a Royal's game, the state Capitol, Brown v. Board Historic Site. She went to church with me, met my friends, had dinner with my friend, and attended a bridal shower with me. We took a road trip through Kansas to see the geographic center of the contiguous United States, the larges ball of twine, and the Garden of Eden. We ate at local restaurants and diners and just had a great time.

Then she left and it was sad. I'm used to being alone most of the time, with just Biscuit to give me company. This isn't a bad thing, as I have lots of friends to do things with when I want to be social. But having my sister here was different. She knows me so well and I loved having her see what my life is like here and her being a part of it. I drove home from the airport feeling sad that I was alone again, even though I'm alone all the time.

My life is Kansas is fine. Pretty good actually. But sometimes I miss being around family and spending time with them.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Happy Birthday Amber!

Growing up Amber and I were inseparable. We had sleep overs every weekend. We spent nearly every after school together. Her family was my family, my family was her family. I used to spend a month of my summers in Topeka while she was visiting her mom. Here we are in front of her mom's home on her birthday, July 2, 1997. Man we are just so cute. At this point we're both 14 and have grown out of our chubby phases and are legit teenagers.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

My Ward is Awesome

My ward is small, in numbers and in the size of our building. We meet in the Institute building on KU's campus. Sacrament meeting is held in the large classroom, and what I love about it is the pictures on the walls. A beautiful painting of Christ hangs in the front, and during the sacrament, or when I'm singing, I look at it and think about all he Has done for me. Lots of times sacrament meeting feels very intimate, or like a small gathering of friends having church discussions.

Today was one of those Sundays where everything was perfect. I truly feel like everyone is welcoming and truly cares about the people in our ward. We support one other, we laugh at their jokes, we share in their triumphs and setbacks. One of our speakers today started his talk with his own singing of "Keep the Commandments." It was awesome, and everyone in our ward loved it. I would never have the guts to do that! He doesn't have a singing voice, but we all knew that he was sharing a piece of himself and his testimony.

Sometimes life can be hard. Work can be stressful, and we can worry about a lot of things. There's sadness and illness in this world for many people that I love. But when I go to church I always feel better and with the desire to hold onto the faith that I do have. It's powerful.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

My Dad

My dad grew up in Sanpete County, Utah in a little town called Moroni. He had six brothers and sisters, falling at number five. In high school he played football. He went on a mission to Central America, then attended BYU. Because of this we attended a lot of BYU football games while I was growing up. We were pretty hardcore.

My dad worked really hard to support us. Many times he had two jobs and traveled a lot. It's only been as I've gotten older that I realize the sacrifice this was and how much I appreciate it. I've learned to work hard from dad and to keep going no matter what.

When I was a kid I remember my dad having a mustache for a little while. I didn't like it because when I'd kiss him goodnight it would scratch my face. I also remember my dad being an imposing figure when I was little. I knew he loved me, but we didn't really say it. After my parents divorced it was just my dad and me living together. I learned a lot about my dad during that time and I'm so glad we had it.

No matter what I've done my dad has supported me. He never fails to tell me how proud of me he is and that he loves me. These aren't words we've always said to each other, but somewhere in my late teens it became something we do.

My dad has always been great at fulfilling his church callings. Many of the young men in our ward growing up can remember being taken to BYU football games or working the books during the summer with my dad. He cares for other people.  He's been a good son and brother. And, if he has given you a nickname it means he likes you. That's one of my favorite things about him.

My dad is a pretty cool person, and I can't imagine not having him. Hope he sticks around for many, many more years.


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