Best Weekend Ever: Part 2

I felt that I needed to take a step back as to gain some perspective on our weekend activities, as to let the sensible side of me take over before I relayed our excursion. The break, has in fact, lead to this notion:

THE SEAHAWKS ARE THE BEST EVER AND THEY'RE GOING TO WIN IT ALL...SUCK IT BRONCOS!!!!!!!

Most of you know this, but JY and I jumped in and bought tickets to the NFC Championship game between the Fourty-Whiners and the Seahawks. It was the piece de resistance of our beloved first year of living in Washington. (Can you believe we're coming up to a year already?) At first I was NOT on board to spend that kind of money, but JY puts up with a lot of $h!# from me between Pinterest and Disneyland, so I figured I could give him this. And boy, was it worth it...he was like a school boy. He even took BOTH of the littlest heathens out BY HIS SELF...TO THE MALL to go shopping for a jersey. Who is this man, I ask? My God, just typing that I realize that he must have experienced pure Nirvana the whole week leading to the game. 

Anyhoo, we had Harpie's party on Saturday, which he just put up with I'm sure, to get through to the game. Don't think I didn't notice the 12th Man beer that he bought for the party, because I did (and found it to be adorable, even if it didn't fit with the theme). So Sunday morning we woke up and had breakfast, and then Auntie B took some family photos for us, since we were all geared up! 

Beast Faces

Good God, I have a double chin. When did that happen?

 And then we were off to the races...at 9:30 for a 3:30 game. Sigh.

When we got there we were able to get the 3rd spot from the entrance to the garage. We were that early. But it was fun, the place was in full Playoff splendor and it was crazy, even at 11:15! We putzed around in a few stores but just stood in line to get into Touchdown City, where a lot of people get their hair sprayed and glittered. Surprisingly enough, I didn't partake in either because I didn't want to get my jacket dirty. Stupid, I'm totally doing it next time. I always regret not getting glittered.

Richard Sherman knows we don't ever talk about him because he is the best Corner in the league.

We hung out with some of JY's friends from work (Factoid: Did you know that the SeaHulk works at BP? Crazy, it's like knowing a celebrity. Well, a local celebrity at least. Okay, not at all...I digress.) until he put his beer down in front of me -#1 mistake of someone who doesn't know me- and I knocked it over onto his wife. I immediately wanted to hide and but I cleaned up the beer from the table and stuck it out for 5 minutes before making us leave. I wanted to get to the field anyway, there's hot gifted athletes I wanted to watch! I tried Tried TRIED to get autographs but apparently kids are the way to get an autograph, not 30+ year old Domestic Engineer who apparently has two chins now. Guess I'm bringing Coop or Thatch with us next time.

That's Richard Sherman. FYI, he's so fast I couldn't get him centered in my zoom. The 49ers can vouch for that too.

Some awesome stranger took our picture. Only 1.5 chins here ;) Well, for me at least.

So we wandered around for a bit and then had a DangeRUSS hot dog and my mouth exploded in ecstasy.  It has a hot dog, topped with Mac & Cheese (Russell Wilson's favorite food eva), Sriracha-Honey Sauce, Grilled Onions, Jalapenos and Corn Tortilla slivers on top. Sweet Baby Jesus, it was heaven. JY was a fan.

I really am the luckiest woman in the world.

We headed up to our seats, which were right next to two 49er fans from Reno...but they were nice and we had a great time with them. They were pretty surprised about the noise. When we went a few months back, I was like "Oh wow, this IS loud." On Sunday, I was like "HOLY CRAP, I WISH I HAD BOUGHT THOSE EAR PLUGS FROM THAT LITTLE MEXICAN ON THE CORNER AFTER ALL!!!" And yes, I was yelling in my head because it was THAT loud.  Bravo 12th Man, Bravo. At this point, you pretty much know what happened. The Seahawks won and we both thanked our lucky stars that we were able to be there.

The view of downtown from our seats. The Ferris Wheel was lit up with a football or a S all night  : D

View from our seats. This kind of has the camera effect where it looks farther away than it really was. There honestly isn't a bad seat in the whole stadium. 

Us, again. Pre-game. JY about crapped his pants 100 times and I may or may not have peed a little from jumping up and down so much. I have had 3 children, it's perfectly normal, so they say. ;)

We stayed after the trophy ceremony and saw a few players up close, here's one video that Thatch has watched over and over on my camera and a couple pics of players and Macklemore.

Pardon my screaming, I'm honestly embarrassed about that. Even more than possibly peeing myself. At least I didn't throw my bra.

Doug Baldwin, who had an AMAZING game that night!

Macklemore, who is pretty freaking skinny in real life. Notice, he doesn't have two chins. 

Honeslty, I'm so happy we went, not only for us but for our friend Eleonore, who tragically lost her son in an accident last April. He was a huge Seahawks fan and we were able to take Flat Shjon (like Flat Stanley) with us to the game. Here's a pic of him partaking in the festivities. He's a good luck charm, and good thing too because he's going to the Super Bowl this weekend!

Flat Shjon was a hit with anyone who met him.

So that was our Seahawk adventure last weekend...and just a little hint...there's another one brewing in the future ;)

Love,
S