hockey

last night my mom got a call from one of her counselors that her husband had three extra tickets to a Portland winter hawks game, and wanted to know if we were interested in going. sure, why not? after the almost two hour ride 0n the max into Portland (AMAZING how Oregon shuts down if there is even a light dusting of snow. FAIL) we arrived, and discovered that the refs, and half of the away team wasn't even there yet. thank you snow. the game was postponed for an hour and 45 minutes, which wasn't all that bad since we had suite tickets and had plenty of pop and chex mix to eat. that was cool.

the game started, and i first noticed a few things. things- hockey looks like a lot of fun. its very fast paced, very hard hitting, and very tribal. now when i say tribal, i don't mean a bunch of guys running around in loin clothes, with paint all over them. no, not at all, well, kind of. BUT what i mean is that the teams were so in sync with each other, so knowledgeable of where another player would be at any given time. this is amazing to watch, incredible. the skill it takes to be able to control a small rubber puck with a stick at pretty fast speeds with some guy skating right beside you whacking you and someone else tyring to get on a line so he can level you, is exciting to me. it seems like fun. very competitive, very joyous time.

another part of that tribal aspect is the brotherhood. not just knowing your teammates, but sticking up for them. this was most evident with the goalies. i learned very quickly that you don't hit a goalie. every time an opposing player would even come close to the goalie, the entire team was there in between the goaly and the opposition, glaring him down, daring him to do something about it. now, this is not to say that this 'you mess with me, you mess with the whole trailer park' attitude wasn't evident with the offensive and other defensive players, cause it was. that, is also appealing to me.

maybe that's why the military draws me in so much. you and your squad are a family, nothing less. if you're not, you're dead. but that's another post for another time.

so thank you brother and sister Jenson for thinking of the Nields with some extra tickets. it was fun.

christmas at the nield household

christmas is here, as I'm sure you are all aware. at my house that means lots of goodies, lots of time together as a family, and lots of weird, strange and obscure things happening.
my mom always does the goodies. they are always absolutely delicious. from cookies to pecan logs, there is always something to eat. and at a house with two teenage boys and two almost teenage boys, its not an easy task.
my dad heps where he is needed, otherwise you'll find him watching football, on his computer, playing with zach or ryan, or sleeping.
since we got a wii lastyear from my dads parents that is beginning to take over regular tv as our main source of entertainment. which means things like this happens. they are playing sonic and mario at the olympic games. the first video is of them doing 100 meter dash. the second is the 100 meter free swim. I'm on the couch behind them trying not to get a wii remote thrown at me, moms behind the camera. from left to right, zach, dad, ryan josh. beware, fast and spastic movements, not for those who may get seizures.
this is my family. love them to death.

hello world

when i had posts things on my moms blog she always had a fit over my lack of enthusiasm about correct grammar and punctuation, so i apologize to her, and anyone who else it will bug, for my laziness. but i still love my mom and know she cares about me. as a reslut, i decided to make my own blog.
so hello world, thanks for reading my first ever blog post on my first ever personal blog. more will follow.