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Packer Pride

Hey guys! Happy Sunday-Football-Funday!

First off, I have got to say GO PACK GO! They are playing the ViQUEENS as we speak, down by 7 at the half. They’ve got a good match-up against them for sure, but the inner cheesehead in me believes that Rodgers, Matthews and the rest of the gang are going to pull through in the end. Green and Yellow! Green and Yellow! After a harrowing Wisconsin Badger loss yesterday, I don’t think my WI sports heart can take another silly defeat. Oofta!

What a cheesy picture of me.

I guess you could say that I was born a Packers fan. I come from a family of strong Packer fans (albeit my mom who, bless her heart, loves the Denver Broncos) so I guess it was inevitable. Some of my fondest memories growing up were watching the Pack play every Sunday afternoon (and sometimes that rare Monday night when I would beg to stay up to watch the whole thing, bypassing my normal ‘school night bedtime’) with my dad, yelling and cheering so loud he made the walls shake and the door bell ring (no joke!). When I was 13, my dad took me to my very first (and only) Packer game at Lambeau Field. To say that it was amazing would be a touchdown of all understatements. It was everything I had imagined it would be and more, a truly perfect day. For starters, it was a balmy 60 degree and sunny mid-December Sunday afternoon(yes, I said December and 60 degrees in the same sentence, an almost complete Wisconsin anomaly as far as weather goes). My dad and I woke up early that morning, grabbed breakfast courtesy of Dunkin Donuts (who doesn’t like a bear claw…or two? Which funnily enough went perfectly because it just so happened that the Pack were playing da Bears that day. Coincidence? I think not.), and made out way to the green and gold tundra.

Packer Pup!

Side note: I unfortunately *cough cough* had to skip out on my 3-hour groolingly and painstakingly boring Sunday school Christmas concert rehearsal that day because of the game which I was so terribly saddened by  as you can imagine *cough cough*).

When we arrived to the stadium, it was pure Packmania madness! Tailgaiters from far and wide-spread out across the massive parking lot, opening their tailgates and grills reveiling every sort of sausage, hot dog, steak, chicken, chili, stew, cheese, hamburger, sandwich you could imagine. Was I at the try outs for the Next Food Network star or a football game? It was hard to tell; they were almost one in the same except for the fact that grown men were running around with their bodies and faces painted in shades of yellow and green, throwing footballs to each other while chanting and grunting “GO PACK GO” at the top of their lungs. Yep, I was at a Packer game alright.

Hotdogsteakchickenburgersandwich anyone?

After we got our grill on, we finally went into the stadium. I can’t quite describe the feeling upon first seeing Lambeau for the first time. All the noise and sound from the roaring crowd seemed to become silent and still yet everything that I saw became magnified. I could see every grain of grass, the beads of sweat on the players on the field before me (which by the way was a lot smaller in-person than what I saw on TV). I could smell the popcorn and almost taste the beer (uhh…root beer that is) in the giant collectors cups being sold by the men and women walking up and down the aisles. Time seemed to stop for just a second. And what a glorious second it was.

What a view!

Then, all of a sudden the cheers and rants from the thousands of fans surrounded me, the music and images from the scoreboard came to life and the coin was flipped, signaling the start of the game. There is something about Packer’s fans that is indescribable and that doesn’t compare to any other fan. They have green and gold Packer blood flowing through them, they are tried and true, not just bandwagon supporters, and are one crazy bunch. It was so much fun to be in the middle of it all, among ‘my people’. We had prime seats to take in all of the action, sitting right behind the goal post. I got to witness, first hand, Butler do not one, but two ‘Lambeau leaps’, Favre throw two nearly perfect touchdown passes to Brooks and what was probably the best part of the whole experience…being able to see the late and oh so great Reggie White play his last home game of his career with the Packers. What. A. Game.

Although the team has changed since then, players have moved on and coaches and have replaced, the Packers will always be ‘The Pack’. There will always be a strong bond between this team and their fans; tailgating on Sundays, huge Packer parties all over the state (and country), an over-whelming amount of green and gold and of course…cheeseheads as far as the eye can see. What I think I like most about the Packers, much like the Brewers, is how it is so much more than a game. It is a way to spend time with friends and family, to have something to root and cheer for, a way to overcome differences, and to just have a worry-free and fun time, if only for four quarters. I will always remember going to that packer game; not just because of seeing the stadium for the first time, witnessing in-person the great players like Favre, Brooks, and White or even that they ended up kicking da Bears’ butts. No, I will always remember that game because of who I was with, who I shared that bag of peanuts with and cheered alongside of and whose lap I fell asleep against on the drive home. My dad. It was a day that just the two of us got to experience together and because of that, it is a day I wouldn’t trade for the world.

I hope you all get to experience something like that at least once in your lifetime…and no, I am not talking about getting to go see a Packer game at Lambeau Field–although that would be totally awesome–no, I am talking about being able to spend an amazing day with your dad, or mom, or sister, or grandpa that will forever remain a snapshot in your scrapbook of memories. Now that is a Superbowl if I ever did see one!

Have a great rest of your Sunday!

 

 

Fall Fever

Mmm…you can smell it, you can see it, you can feel it in the air.

Fall is upon us my friends.

It's Fall y'all 🙂

Although the official start to my most favorite of seasons isn’t until next Friday, it feels like summer has said it’s goodbyes and just like Elvis, has left the building. Now don’t get me wrong, I love the three months out of the year where I can live in shorts, flip-flops and t-shirts, hanging poolside, going to endless baseball games and eating copious amounts of hot dogs and watermelon. There is just something about the introduction of the autumn season however that makes me smile and feel all warm and cozy inside, despite the fact that there is now a slight chill and crispness in the air.

Here are some of the reasons why I ‘Fall’ in love with the autumn season more and more every year…

1. Show me the Pumpkins!

Pumpkin Pie, Pumpkin candles, Pumpkin Spice Muffins, Pumpkin patches, Pumpkin bread, Pumpkin Lattes, Pumpkin carving. Call me Bubba Gump, or better yet, Bubba ‘Pump”, but I love me some pumpkins! Probably one of my all-time favorite gourds of all time, pumpkins are the pinnacle representation of the fall season. There is no better way to spend a sunny and cool autumn day than by hitting up a local pumpkin patch, going for a hay ride or taking a stroll (aka getting lost) through a corn maze and selecting your very own pumpkin to take home with you to enjoy.

2. Clothes call

One of my favorite parts of fall has got to be the closet swap out. After months of skin-bearing shorts, t-shirts, tanks and bikinis, it’s time to cover up with my favorite hoody, cozy sweater and comfy pair of jeans/sweats. The cooler temps outside are just right, not too cold yet to need heavy coats and jackets but just cool enough to pull out the sweatshirts and Levi’s.

3. Are you ready for some football?!

Bonified Cheesehead 🙂

Sadly, with fall comes the end of cheering on my Brewers to victory…at least until next March. Hakuna matata my friends because in place of the ‘Crew’ comes the ‘Pack’ and the Badgers. I love football season, not as much as baseball it’s true, but it’s still a touchdown of fun and excitement. I mean, what’s not to love about game-day parties, tail gating, yummy food, good friends, yummy food, intense-out-of-your-seat-with-anticipation games, yummy food, crazy fans, yummy food, Joel Madden commentary, tight pants, and did I mention yummy food? I have a feeling it’s going to be a great year WI football!

4. ‘Soup’er Suppers

Just like mamma used to make 🙂

Extra marshmallows please!

Warm and ooey and gooey and sooooo good!

As the temperatures drop, nothing warms me up better than filling my belly with warm, tasty and scrumdiddlyumptious comfort food. The warmer months are great for grilled burgers and brats, cool salads and sandwiches, ice cream (well, ice cream is good no matter what season we’re talking, let’s get that straight right away), fresh fruit and refreshing lemonade; they are bites that you tend to crave when it’s hot and sticky out that will satisfy your tummy and help keep you cool. As it gets chillier however, you, or at least I know I do, start to crave those warm and toasty kinds of foods again; grilled cheese, homemade soups and chili, ooey and gooey muffins and cookies, hot chocolate and apple pies and crisp, to name just a few. I look forward to this time of year when I can dust off my oven and stove and start cooking again. Well, attempt to cook at least. I am most definitely no Julia Child or Paula Dean but I am learning, one dish at a time.

5. A+ Aroma

I think M.C Hammer said it best…”You can’t smell this….candle time.” Fall is when I start to go bonkers for candles. I love filling my apartment with the smells and aromas of the autumn season. Plus, they’re just so purrty 🙂

6. Trick or Treat

Going old school on this one. That's me in the black get-up. Can you guess what I was?

Candy? Check. Costumes? Check. A night totally dedicated to feeling like a kid again? Check.

7. Cha-cha-cha-changes

Beautiful!

Simply stunning!

My absolute favorite thing about fall I would have to say would be the changing and falling of the leaves. I have been all over the country during this time of year and have been privy to many a changed leaf, but I still believe that Wisconsin has some of the most beautiful and picturesque falls around. It’s almost as if God took a paint brush and painted the gorgeous landscape himself, mixing together the most brilliant of oranges, reds, browns and golds.  It truly is breathtaking. Just when the leaves hit their peak color, they cascade off of the trees, sending them twirling and floating to the ground below. That is when the fun really begins. Most people think leaves are a pain in the bum, having to rake them or blow them off of their yards and walk ways. I tend to take a different approach. When I was a young girl (and to this day), I was the first one to volunteer to rake the yard. I loved gathering the leaves, working up a sweat to build and create the biggest and baddest leaf pile ever. Once it was complete, I took a running start and catapulted into leaf heaven. Sitting in my pile of mulch, surrounded by leaves of every color, shape and size, I would breath in the crisp smell, feel the cool and damp foliage against my arms and legs, and listen to the crunch and rustling of the pile as I moved around ever so slighty. It’s pretty darn awesome.

You see why a girl can’t help but ‘fall’ in love all over again?

Speaking of fall treats, the first muffins I made of the fall season have just finished baking up in the oven. Hate to up and run, but I am going to make like a tree, and leaf…I’ve got some serious eating to do 🙂

Top of the muffin to you 🙂

Have a great Sunday night guys!

Question of the day: What is your favorite part of fall?

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