Okay, yesterday was a very sad, but also awesome day. Does not sound like it would make much sense, but believe me it really does.
D'uh first I had to get up at 6am to get an early train to my parents. I mean, getting up at 6 on a Sunday morning, just really sucks, but it was worth the effort anyway. So, Dad and I met at the trainstation at 9 and we went to my parents flat, had breakfast together and then around 1pm we got on our way to the stadium. I was sooooo excited to see the game. First football game live in like two years and then an away game all the same. So we had about 140 miles to go and *giggles* I love it, when Dad drives.
I think at one time, we were going about 160 miles an hour. *giggles some more* IT WAS AWESOME!!!
So, the game was good, I got showered in beer, which always happens on the games somehow, we lot in the last minute, but our goal keeper really rocked my world yesterday. He saved a really good penalty kick and just was in an awesome form. The game was really, really good, even though we lost.
Anyway, I'm sure, that was TMI already, but to get to my point: We lost, Dad was awesome as always and I can't remember the last time we had some alone time and I really miss that. He is and always was really busy all the time. It hurts to only see him once in a while, but we make the most of it. Yesterday was awesome! Thanks Daddy! You are the best!!!
Edit: Oh, I forgot, I don't have any voice left today. I screamed sooooo freaking loud yesterday, even those big guys at the game were looking at me like WTF? Yep, I scream for my team like theres no tomorrow.
My boss just said "Hmmm, seems like Magda has to do the telephone service today!"

It was funny.