Sunday 10-15-2006

I got to sit around the house this morning as everyone else went out to exercise. Don't get me wrong, I certainly do enjoy couch time, but I usually like to earn my couch time by doing something active first. I got to hear about how nice it was out on the trails, at least that was something. I gave myself my injection this morning which was a little intense. I decided to go to a spot where I could feel, and feel I did. It was not too bad but definitely painful (probably a 5 or 6) and just a little weird as it was the first time I had ever injected myself. Maybe this will be good practice in case I end up a diabetic after all this. The leg felt the same as yesterday as it is just a little tender to the touch and it is a bit painful to stand for a while.

The rest of the day I hung out and got ready for the next outing which was the Chivas vs. Real Salt Lake MLS game in the afternoon. I did not ask if I should go to this one, so we just got ready and went. My friend Tom Allen's buddy, Mehdi, plays for Real Salt Lake and got the whole family tickets to the game. The same friend's dad, John, is super into soccer and flew down for the game to watch Mehdi play (his wife is in England visiting family so I guess he is free to make day trips from the bay area to watch soccer games. He did a day trip to Salt Lake for the game the weekend before). We got great seats behind the goal (opposite goal from the insane Chivas fans - horns, umbrellas, streamers, and fireworks are fun and all, but I still like to watch the game a bit). It was really neat to see the attacks form as the play would approach the goal. A guy that I played with in high school, Brent Whitfield, was on the field for Chivas and actually got a goal in the first half. It was a pretty well played game and Real actually equalized in the 89th minute to make the final score 1-1. There was a little excitement on the field towards the end of the game as a "streaker" interrupted play. I was not all that impressed with this guy as he only had removed his shirt before running onto the field. He did give the security guards a bit of the run around though before being tackled and taken to the ground. The crowd gave him his due as he was escorted off the field. It was a really enjoyable afternoon. John is a much of a talker as his son and was quite a pleasure to hang out, though his attire did attest to his wife being out of town. I would consider myself man enough to wear a pink shirt, but it went a little far when the pink shirt matched the pink hat with socks that had a slight pink hew (probably because they had been washed with the reds- this was later confirmed by Tom).

After the game, we went to Alpine Village in hopes of catching a little Octoberfest. Eva has wanted to see the American take on the German celebration. We showed up at 7:10pm and it was over (it closes at 7 on Sundays). We were unimpressed as Octoberfest usually begins at 7pm in Europe. We ended up going to the restaurant there and had a nice dinner with my folks, Eva's folks, and John. Like his son, John is also a vegetarian and was subjected to the tirades of the meat eaters in the group. He took it in stride and we all enjoyed a really nice dinner. George was quite fond of the rye bread as it reminded him of home.

I gave myself another injection in the evening and seem to be doing OK with them. I felt pretty good all day and did not faint at the Chivas game which was a plus. Looks like it is going to be a busy week culminating in the wedding on Friday. It should be fun. Hopefully no disasters ensue, though I am sure small disasters would be quite entertaining.
-TN