We gathered up our nacho making stuff and headed over to the house. I don't ever remember the Seahawks ever playing on Christmas eve...at least as far as I could remember. We got there just as the game started because we had to pick Erika up at her hotel on Martin Way. We watched the game and about halfway through Erika and dad headed to Grammie and Grandpa's house to go visit because they are really not into football.
We had a lot of key players with injuries and it showed. We gave up some pretty big plays and allowed the Cardinals to do whatever they wanted on offense. It wasn't until the second half we found some light and started chipping away at their lead. Unfortunately like most of those games, we weren't able to take the lead away, we did erase a 13 point lead to tie it up with end of the game desperation plays. I really didn't want to tie with them again. They ended up marching down the field with seconds to spare destroying us with a game winning field goal. Ugh! We lost 34-31. We had so much on the line and I knew that tie from November was going to hurt our post season alignment. I was mad. I knew we were better than this!
I ended up making the nachos during the 3rd quarter because I didn't know if dad and Erika would be back to share them with us. I didn't hear when they would be home exactly so I just went ahead and made them anyway. After the game, we gathered our things and told mom we had some more cleaning and arranging to do at home and that we would be back around 8...when Doug and Jen were supposedly suppose to be here. We always have Christmas Eve so late.
We headed back over and again, waited for Doug and Jen to arrive. When they did, they brought all their stuff in and we settled into the Christmas room.
We handed out gifts and watched people open theirs. I got a few cool things. We took some group pictures and hung out for a while before it was time to take Erika back to the hotel and for Ben and I to finish everything so we could get showers and go to bed. I was kinda dreading the next day just because I know it was going to be stressful.
Merry Christmas Eve!
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