Go Chiefs.. yeah, right

We received a call on Friday night from good ole Chuck and Joy asking if we wanted to join them on the 50 yard line at Sunday's Chiefs vs. Tampa Bay game. There were numerous reasons for us saying yes and going to the game... one of them was not that they were going to win.

Here are a handful of the reasons we decided to go:

*The tickets and parking are free. Can you believe "they" charge you $22 to enter to the parking lot?? And if you want to drink inside, you better bring a stack of cash as the beers at $8.75 a piece.

* We would get to hang out with Joy and Chuck and meet Kevin's new girl

* The weather for Sunday was forcasted to be breezy and 75 degrees. Can you believe that? Nov. 2nd we would get to wear t-shirts.

* We would have the opportunity to wear the chiefs shirts that we purchased last year. By the way, the Chiefs lost then.

This morning we got up bright and early so that we could meet everyone at 9am by the stadium. As predicted, the weather was incredible and we spent 2 hours chatting, eating and enjoying the perfect weather. We entered the stadium about 30 minutes before game time and watched all the pre-game activities. The Chiefs did a great job of honoring the men and women who had served, were currently serving and were going to serve in the next year or so.

Tailgate Traci

The highlight of the military tribute was when 20+ youngsters did their initial swearing in for service. They marched onto the field, stood at the position of attention and made their commitment in front of everyone during the half time show. It brought back the memories of my initial swearing in back in 1987. Good times. :-)

Honoring all service members

The Chiefs kicked butt during the first half of the game and then lost all control and were beat in overtime by a 35 yard field goal. Up until the last minute of the game, everyone thought the Chiefs were going to win this one for us. Another bummer game!!

Kick off

As I mentioned earlier, I didn't have high hopes that they would win the game and was mentally prepared to take the loss. I could not say the same for some of the other die hard fans that were sitting around us. Regardless of the outcome, we had a great time!!

Hope you all are fantastic weather wherever you may be.

Bill and Traci

Go Storm

I neglected to mention that last month Traci and I made a special trip to South Dakota to watch the championship game of the Souix Fall Storm. We tailgated in the parking lot before the game and went in all pumped up to watch them demolish the Louisiana Swashbucklers. The game ended up being a nail biter down to the very end with the Storm pulling it out at the last minute. Rich (see below for who Rich is) drove us home, as planned, as he was the only sober person within a mile of the stadium. Three of us rode in the back in the pick up truck (yee haa)... Not sure if that is legal or not in the great state of South Dakota but we took the back roads, so I guess you can pretty much do what you want as long as you don't get caught.

The loudest cheering section

The Storm is an indoor football team that has won back to back championships for the past 4 years and set the longest winning streak in professional sports history with 40 wins in a row.

The Storm is a special team for a number of reason. The number being that Traci's sisters brother in law, Rich Wirkus, is the assistant coach to the offensive and defensive line. He has been doing this for the past 6 seaons and unfortunately, this was his last. Hopefully he can keep the pipeline open for the cool Storm shirts. :-) Rich was also my flip flop partner in crime for the 4th of July melee.

The Wirkus family (Jamie, Rich, Mike and Dave)

Hope you all had a winning season as well!

P.S. The University of Arizona plays their first game on the 30th of August against Idaho. I know I can count on all of your votes!! BEAR DOWN.


Bill and Traci

Harvest time

I wanted to put a picture up of what we pulled out of our garden last week. I have been sharing the tomatoes and cucumbers with everyone at work. Traci has made 11 jars of salsa and is working on a batch of spaghetti sauce.

Hope all is well with you and yours!

Bill and Traci

... and the rockets red glare...

I have spent the 4th of July in many different places. Northern and Southern California, Arizona, Missouri, Kansas, Royals Stadium, foreign countries and now I can say I spent it in a very small Midwest town.

This past 4th of July, Traci and I spent it in South Dakota. We drove up on Thursday night to hang out with some friends in Centerville, population 910. Jeremy and Melissa invited us to come up a day early and attend the Centerville street dance. I had never experienced a street dance up to that point in my life and if you have not, I recommend you find one.

Where is all happens

We drove down the main street of Centerville to Don and Vonda's house. Don and Vonda are my BFF Jeremy's parents. Like most of the people we hang out with in the Midwest, they had a cooler full of beer waiting for us. We sat around and drank for about an hour before I began to wonder if we were going to head to the street dance. Jeremy said that most people stay at home until about 11pm and then walk down, after having grown up beverages.

Jeremy, Melissa, Traci and Me

So after a few beers, we started walking towards downtown Centerville. The event is open to everyone (even Melissa and Jeremy's 5 year old daughter Reagen) and is an area of downtown with a temporary fence built around it. There was a band playing some 50s,60s and 70s music and the volunteer fire department was transformed into a bar, complete with very affordable beer. I have never seen so many Miller Lite beers consumed in my life. We spent the next few hours, drinking, talking to everyone (Jeremy knew just about everyone) and dancing when the songs were good. By the end of the night, the ground was sea of empty Miller Lite cans.

The walk downtown

No small town would be complete without the General Lee

Traci and her BFF

Anyone want to dance

Looks like Melissa and Traci want to dance

As last call was sounded, the band wrapped up their last song, we made our way back onto the city's main street. We still had one more event to participate in to make the night complete. We headed to the only remaining place open, a cafe, and paid $8 for an all you can eat breakfast. The breakfast consisted of eggs, biscuits and gravy, orange juice, bacon and sausage. Once we finished our hearty meal, we made our way back to the house and crashed out as we had to get up early to go to a 4th of July parade in the city of Lennox.

Rock on

Morning came way too fast and my head was still foggy from the night before. We had breakfast (again) and headed to a city that was just a little bigger than Centerville where we met up with Traci's sister and her two daughters. I was really looking forward to the parade. I attended the 100th year celebration in Baltic, Traci's home town, a couple of years ago and was completely impressed with all of the huge tractors and fire trucks. I was hoping to see some of the same at this parade. Unfortunately, the only thing we saw were some older (antique) tractors, fire trucks from all of the surrounding community's volunteer fire departments and all of the people running for office in South Dakota. This parade was really made for kids as almost everyone who went by tossed candy.

At the Lennox Parade
The famous horned quad - the highlight of the 4th of July ParadeThe family

Once the parade was over, we headed North to Baltic to spend some quality time on the farm. The farm is in the middle of no where and has the Sioux River running right through the middle of their land. The weather was perfect and we were the only people around for miles. Nikki, Traci's sister, invited about 20 people to come over to eat, drink and shoot off fireworks. We had a full day playing Cornhole, drinking and hanging out. As night fell, the kids were getting restless and wanted to get down to business... FIREWORKS. The kids got their wish and lit off all the cool kiddie fireworks. Smoke bombs, tanks, firecrackers and several other bangy-boomy fireworks. Once the smaller fireworks were done, a couple of the adults went into the middle of one of the fields and shot off about 50 minutes of mortars and misc fireworks that blew up in the air. It was great, seeing everything up close and having our own little pyrotechnics display.

I enjoyed the display from the comfort of a chair with a drink in hand. Once everything was done, Dave, Nikki's husband, rode around on his quad to look for fires and ensure that we were clear to continue partying. While he was riding around, one of Nikki's friends let me know that she still had a big box of fireworks that needed to be set off. Needless to say, the fireworks crew didn't want any part of it. So, Rich, Dave's brother, and I volunteered to run the show. Did I mention that I had been drinking most of the night and had flip flops on or that the field that we were firing off of had just been plowed and was all uneven and soft? Now that you have that in mind, picture this: Two grown men in flip flops running out to the mortar tubes with punks (used to light the fireworks) and racing to see who could get theirs lit first. Once the fireworks were lit, we raced to the safety of the grass about 50 feet away. Repeat this about 20 times and you have a clear picture of the fun we experienced! I was a sweaty dirty mess by the time it was all said and done.

Once the fireworks were done, we lit a bonfire and sat around until the sun came up. I am not sure my liver can handle another 4th of July like that, but I am willing to give it a try.

You gotta love South Dakota!

Hope you had a great 4th!!

Bill and Traci

PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!

Yeah, that's right, I said Party!! The weekend of June 27th Traci experienced a birthday milestone. She turned 30 and we celebrated until the wee hours of the morning. As most of you already know, it is next to impossible to keep a secret from Traci so I didn't even try to keep the fact that I was throwing her a party from her. The party was supposed to be a dual-30's party but her partner in aging was unable to make it down from Rapid City, South Dakota. We poured a beer in B.J.'s honor.

B.J and Traci "Brain Brothers"

I managed to keep one small secret from her. Her Dad and Debbie were coming down with her sister and she had NO CLUE. I almost blew the secret when I told Traci that Nikki was about an hour away from the house. Once I said that detective Traci went to work: Where did she call from, how did she call, she doesn't have a cell phone, Dave wouldn't let her use his phone, was there someone with her her, what was the number she called from... She went on and on. I finally mumbled something about she might have borrowed a phone and walked out of the room. I am not a very good liar and she would have seen it in my face. :-)

Nikki and Traci

I invited a whole slew of people from all walks of life... School mates, family, friends, people she likes to hang out, ect. Jamie, her K.C. B.F.F, came over early on Saturday to help me decorate the house and ensure that there were some girly touches. I kept busy setting up the Bocce Ball court in the backyard, picking up the keg, food and birthday cake. It all came together nicely as the birthday guests started arriving around 2pm.

Hanging out on the deck

Jamie and I running the Bocce Ball court (I think)

As the night progressed, people milled about, drank beer, ate food and played games. Traci received one of the most unique gifts that night from Tommy and Craig. It was a chicken that hopped around and did the chicken dance. The only way to stop if from hopping around was to grab it by its neck and once you did this it did the most incredible thing. It gagged and choked until you let it go. I knew it was time to shut down the party after we were sitting around choking the chicken at 2am on the back porch. If you are wondering, yes, the chicken was just as funny the next day.

Evidence that she aged

Evidence that she still needs to grow up

She huffed and puffed

YEAH!! Cough Medicine

The chicken before we knew about the neck thinggy. 5 p.m

2 a.m. shutting down the dancing chicken


In honor of the brain brother who could not make it (B.J.)

For those of you who were able to make it out for the birthday celebration, we are thankful for you coming out. For those of you who could not, there will be many more.

Thanks and may your birthday celebrations be as memorable... without all the chicken choking.

To view all photos from the party, you can go here: Traci's Birthday

Bill and Traci