Frustrating

There really is very little as frustrating as writing an awesome blog post and then realizing that it wasn't posted, and wasn't saved anywhere, and now the energy and enthusiasm used for the post are gone. I will attempt to recapture the magic now, but just know that even I know I am failing miserably....
I spent the last weekend of my HLTA doing a couple of things that have been on the bucket list for a long time. The first, and probably least spectacular, I went snowboarding at Mt Baker. The snowboarding part wasn't what was on the bucket list, but doing it in November was. A friend and I have an unspoken challenge to see who can go snowboarding in all the months of the year first. My trip to Mt Baker reduced my count to 4 (April, May, August and September). The fact that it was pouring rain and pretty crappy doesn't really matter, so much as the getting out there and doing it. I was also really excited to go, because it may be my only chance this year, depeding on when I get back from Kuwait.
More importantly from last weekend, I finally made it to both the Vanier and Grey Cups! Most people who know me probably don't know that I am a closet CFL and university football fanatic, especially since I am a fan of the worst sort....I know next to nothing about the game and it's rules, but still continue to yell and rant and rave at the play and players whenever I get the chance. I've been an Eskimo fan since I watched my first live game in Edmonton with my friend Jennifer Redwood in grade 6. We had received free tickets from school and went to see the game with her dad. If I remember correctly we spent the entire time staring at the players butts (hey, I was in grade 6!), but I was hooked. Eventually the love moved passed a love of looking at butts, although not completely. Going to an American high school with a football team, and then living on West Campus as Queen's with the games just outside my door for two years probably helped to fuel my secret sport love. Anyway, I convinced a friend to go to the Grey Cup with me, and then he amanged to scam some free tickets for the Vanier so I was in the money last weekend.
The Grey Cup was, unfortunately, the lesser of the two games, probably because I was worried about making my ferry back to the island immediately after the game, and therefore kept staring at my watch. Also, my back-up team (Edmonton didn't make it, so Winnipeg as next up) didn't win. Even though I did the hard part of cheering for them in a stadium all rooting for BC. It was fabulous to see all the fans from non-Grey Cup CFL teams decced out in their teams stuff. There were fans for the Allouettes, Roughriders, Stampeders, Eskimos and Ti-Cats everywhere, even though their teams hadn't made it. I am not quite that dedicated. The game was ok, it was dominated early on BC, and neither team had any really spectacular plays. Pretty awesome experience though, and I'm going to try to get tickets for my Dad and I next year, since he's always wanted to go too.
Friday's Vanier Cup was awesome. I had been hoping all season to see Queen's there (even though they never ranked higher than 8 nationally all season). I had even convinced my mom to buy me a new Queen's sweatshirt while I my dad was having surgery at KGH. I mean, the hospital's right on campus, so it wasn't out of her way or anything. But, alas, Queen's had to lose to Mac in the Ontario semi-finals. So I went to the game Friday, still wearing my Queen's shirt, and cheered for Mac against Laval. I love underdog stories, and the Vanier Cup was definitely one. Laval was trying for a record 7th win. Mac was there for the first time in 40 years, and trying to win it for the first time ever. My friend was cheering for Laval. The group of 10 yr old boys beside us were cheering for Mac with me, and kept taunting my friend whenever they got the chance. Our seats (which weren't really ours, but were empty so we scammed them) were awesome, first row, 25 yard line. And we did have the hilarious, also seat-stealing group of boys to keep us entertained if ever the game was paused. Their dance moves were unbelievable, earning them (and me, hey, I was right beside them) at least three shots on the jumbotron. I just hope they continue to play league football and don't end up as strippers, which their dance moves suggest may happen. In the end, after some amazing plays, Mac won in double overtime. Best game ever.
And now I am back in Kuwait. I know that Maddy and Cleo had some questions about Kuwait, or at least wanted me to talk about it some more, but I don't really know what to say. Everything I imagine saying seems sort of anti-clamatic. Anyway, shoot me some questions and I'll do my best. And if anything exciting happens I will be sure to post it, now that I have broken the 7 months silence.
That is all.