I'm still here

I think this has been my longest hiatus.  I've been busy to say the least.  After my last post, I had a weekend with some special guests, celebrated Oktoberfest, and spent the next two weeks studying for/taking midterms.  I'm sick.  And tired.  Literally.

I have some posts in the works from the last month, but I'll kick off with this past weekend.  Thursday night kicked off the weekend for me.  I had just taken an exam that morning and had a presentation that afternoon. I was dragging but decided to go watch game 6 with some friends.  We ate and then I left early because we were down and kept making mistakes.  Not to mention I was exhausted.  I got in the bed, turned the game on, and called Tuck.  While we were talking...the Cards started their come-back.  I ended up watching the whole game (all 11 innings).  It was incredible.

Tuck came into town on Friday.  Could there have been a better day to come?  Absolutely not.  Friday night was the night of game 7.  We went to the bar with friends to watch that night.  Again, it was an awesome game.  We were covered in beer by the time we finally left.  We danced with strangers to "Celebrate" and my rendition of "Sweet Caroline".  I couldn't have picked a more perfect time to be in this city.

 Seconds before we won

Celebrating afterwards

Saturday was the big Halloween celebration in our neighborhood.  We got up early on Saturday to find a costume.  Nothing like waiting until the last minute.  It ended up working out...and since we waited until the last minute...everything was discounted.  Plus, right?  If you know me, you know this "last minute thing" super stressed me out...as always, it worked out.  We spent the afternoon watching football, cleaning up, and making some special cocktails.  We had the best time that night.  Tuck got to meet people that are very special to me...especially this semester.

 Moses and his red C.  Let it be known- I sewed that C on.

 Parting the Red C

Tuck decided to stay Sunday.  We originally planned on going to the Saints-Rams game, but decided to go to the Cards parade instead.  We got something really terribly greasy for lunch to help with our recovery day.  We kind of napped and showered until parade time.  We left an hour before for the metro.  It was crazy.  Every train was packed.  People were riding west to turn around and jump back on to ride east to the stadium.  We watched 5 trains go by with maybe 2 or so people getting on.  We were about to do the whole west-east thing, but we finally got on.  I thought for sure we would be pick-pocketed on the train...we were jam-packed.  The parade was so fun.  Tony LaRussa started the parade in a carriage that was pulled by the Clydesdale's, then all the players came by in trucks with their families in them. It was really neat to see.  I've never seen a city rally behind a team like this before.

 Coming up from the Metro platform to the street.  Just a few peeps.

 World Champs 2011

 Tony

 David Freese

Got pictures of Berkman, Lynn, Molina, and Pujols...I'm being lazy with this whole posting thing.  That night we ate dinner with friends...family style and came back and watched a movie together.

Monday morning (yesterday/ Halloween), I woke up and was so excited that Tuck was still here.  Sad that he was going to leave soon.  I got ready really fast so we could at least visit before I had clinic.  We decided he would follow me to work so he could bypass some of the major traffic.  We made the split to go to our separate cars.  I was sad and was thinking about how weird it was to not be talking to him on the phone...since that's what we do every morning.  As I stepped off the stairs leading to my car, I noticed that it looked like glass was all over the ground.  I got up on the car and saw my driver side window had been busted out.  My heart started racing.  I looked inside.  Glass was all over the floorboard and in the driver's seat.  My console and glove-box were wide open and CD's and insurance stuff spread all over my car.  I was sick.  I immediately called Tuck and told him what happened.  Called my supervisor and said that I probably wouldn't make it in.  Met up with Tuck and told the doorman what happened and that I needed the number for the police.  Called the police and since nothing but my IPod cord had been stolen...they probably wouldn't send anyone out...thanks for reporting.  My doorman had the good sense to look at other cars and sure enough...they had gotten 8 other cars in the garage.  Video showed they (five guys) were here from 3:03- 3:15 AM.  No doorman on duty...which really gets me fired up.  They stole over $3,000 from one vehicle...ripped out DVD players from the headrests....brand new van.  Spent the whole morning dealing with the insurance, getting the car cleaned up, and driving it to the dealership to get fixed.  

It was a miracle that Tuck was here.  I would have lost it if he hadn't.  He refused to let me drive the car since we couldn't get all the glass out, and pieces would be flying out of the door since everything in the door shattered as well.  He got me lunch.  Gave me a hug.  And was just there.  It was just what I needed.  I've said it could have been worse.  It could have.  I'm still mad.  I'm mad that I wasted an entire day getting everything done and sent to the appropriate places because some idiots needed a "rush".  I'm mad that someone was up in my car and touched all my stuff.  I'm curious if it was worth it to do THAT MUCH damage to take an IPod cord that had exposed wires and was unraveling.  I'm nervous to walk out to my car now.  I wonder if criminals can feel remorse for committing felonies.  I hope the person who should have been here watching the cameras that night feels guilty (harsh but true, my blog not yours).  I'm glad I found it at 7:36AM instead of later in the day. I laugh having to drive a rental crossover...that looks like a submarine.  I'm sick for the other people that are having to deal with this mess too.  

Overall, it was a great weekend.  Unforgettable for many reasons.  I'm so thankful Tuck was here.  It was definitely part of a plan that is much bigger than me.  Probably to show me that I can't do everything by myself.  That I need him.  It showed me patience- I had everything figured out before 10- but had to WAIT for the claims person to call me back...it's not all up to me.

Now? I'm going to nurse my sinus infection.  Perfect timing, huh?  I was probably due one...it's been a while.

Don't worry, I'm still here!