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Grandma bought Daddy two tickets for the Niners game this weekend, for his birthday. We bought one more ticket, so that Anna could go too, since she has been asking if we could go to "a real football game" someday. Unfortunately, Grandma and Alisa couldn't go at the last minute, but the three of us went.

It was HOT there! This is mid-November! Did California not get the memo? It was over 80 degrees in San Francisco, and we were sitting in Candlestick, with no wind, and no shade, BAKING in the sun. Anna finally resored to melting ice cubes on her face to stay cool. She and I both had out sweatshirts draped over our heads and one shoulder to try to keep the sun off.

But, the upside it, going in at 2-7, our hopes weren't high. And, miracle of miracles, we WON! Actually, we kicked ass. Now, that has as much to do with the Rams just sucking harder than we do, than it does any REAL skill on our part - but hey, we'll take it. So, it was a fun game. We ate cotton candy and licorice and drank LOTS of lemonade (beer for Daddy), before Anna crashed and passed out. She curled up in a little ball face down on her seat and went to sleep. Too cute...

Go Niners!!! Playoffs here we come!!! (Well, not THIS year, but I'm sure - just by law of averages - someday we'll get there again, so I'm going to start cheering early, just in case.)