The 27th annual Darf Days* came to a close today. (*the 3 day celebration of my birth as called by my wonderful spouse). We kicked off the weekend with a trip to see the
Twin City Cyclones at the Annex. The home team did battle against the Renegades, but the opposing goalie was killer and the rest of their players were just too fast. The final score was 5-1. There were two notable moments from the evening. First, almost as soon as I sat down, the mascot, Cy, came up behind my, putting his beak REALLY close to my head. But it wasn't so close that I noticed. Jon started laughing, and when I turned around, I was nose to nose with the huge blue bird.
Later, Jon stepped out to the lobby, and I stayed behind to watch the game. A group of kids from the youth hockey association came to our section selling pucks for the "Chuck a Puck" contest. I heard them talking to the family behind me when all of a sudden I hear "Ahh," as one of the kids comes tumbling into my lap. Grasping for anything to break his fall, the 10-year-old puts one hand on my back and his other hand on my chest to try not to roll all the way down our section. Luckily my ample bosom was enough to break his fall.
Saturday had much less sexual harassment with dinner at the
4th Street Filling Station. The highlight was spending time in a dimly lit restaurant with Jon AND the triple layer strawberry cake we brought home for a late dessert. Dinner was followed by a slightly competitive game of Scrabble, and the opening of Christmas presents.
Sunday, the actual day of my birth, was relaxing. We started the day with gifts and grocery shopping, and we closed it out with naps, football, and Japanese food. I also received many well wishes from family and friends, which I appreciate and enjoy.
All things considered, Darf Days 2007 was a great success.
