As my Nashville weekend kicked off I found myself at my favorite local watering hole, Dalts Grill.
Saturday had something new in store for me as I attended my first Arenacross event. I was happy to be up high enough in the seats to avoid the dirt accumulating on my face (I’m so sporty) as bikes flew through the air.
At intermission, I was somehow shocked that bulldozers came out to smooth out the mounds of soil.
Being that Arenacross was held in the same place where Nashville’s NHL team, the Predators play I for some reason thought I’d see a Zamboni machine being used for the same purpose…
While I was busy figuring out the differences in large machines and which ones are used for ice versus dirt, my Iowa twins were enjoying the 12 inches of snowfall received over the weekend.
Heavy snowfall is always an exciting way to get out and play the day away, unless you’re a smarty pants like Princess B, who kept warm watching her twin brother throw snowballs.
It was then time to assume seats and snuggle down for the Super Bowl game.
When New Cat tried to join in on the snuggling, Mr. Ted E. Bear showed him who was boss.
So Newie snoozed through the football game like a fat guy in a little coat.
Keeping up with my trashtacular ways, I turned an otherwise low calorie, healthy celery stick into a heart attack waiting to happen by dunking it in rotel and Velveeta.
After I stuffed my face for the entire first half of the game, Tedstar decided enough was enough and got me right where he wanted me…
Some things never change.