Remember that time I MET MIKE HOLMGREN? That was awesome.
(I’m still not really over it, Pam and Britt.)
During our chat at Mission Meadows, Coach Holmgren casually mentioned that we’d all have to come up to a Browns game sometime and sit in his President’s Box.
YES, PLEASE. (pretty pretty pretty pretty please?!?!!??)
And today? It happened? Gabe and I and our friends Britt and Bryan met up in Cleveland (while my friend Amanda took marvelous care of our girlies) and spent four glorious hours pretty much awestruck that we had parked close to the stadium (for free) and were sitting in really expensive, really warm, really dry seats (for free) and eating all the food we could possibly want (for free) and laughing and having the time of our lives and actually watching THE BROWNS WIN (this does not happen very often).
We got there too close to game time and didn’t get to hang out with Mike, but we got to chat with sweet Kathy for a bit and spent the afternoon with some other camp folks who flew in from beautiful, balmy Santa Cruz, CA for the game. They LOVED our freezing, rainy weather! (it rained the whole entire game–here comes a hurricane!)
We are so used to sitting in President’s boxes at football games (insert sarcasm) that it took us until the two-minute warning to figure out that we could actually turn the overhead heaters on and not be shivering and rubbing our hands together while we were outside. It was such a cozy two minutes!
Thanks so much, Mike and Kathy! Thanks, Bryan and Britt! Thanks, Mission Meadows! Thanks, Cleveland! Thanks, Academy!
Up tomorrow? The one-year anniversary of Gabe’s heart attack. Wowza.