Next week, at work, there is a competition. The week will be full of fun holiday games and one of the competitions, is to write a story, must be holiday themed, and use candy as words in the story. You then have to put it up on a poster, with the candy. Must use at least 10 different kinds and not more than 20. I've bolded all the candies I'm using, so you know which ones they are.
Here's what I'm going to be submitting:
Twas the Day of the National Championship Game
Twas the day of the National Championship Game, when all through Pasadena,
Everyone was headed to the stadium, even the famous Joe Montana.
The leprechaun and the band were all set to go,
And the golden helmets were ready to glow.
The Buckeyes, those
runts, were as smug as
warheads,
While the vision of a
Buckeyes loss danced in Irish heads.
Irish footballs were thrown on the field with care,
In hopes that a big “W” soon would be there.
When out on the field there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
Up in the air the football flew like a flash,
Tate tore down the field and ran a mad dash.
The goal line was in his sight, and the ball,
landed safely in his arms, ‘cause he’s the best in college football.
When, what to my horrifying eyes should appear,
But a
red hot Ohio State football player without fear.
With a
chunky jelly belly, so plump and slow,
I knew in a moment there would be a big blow.
But out of nowhere our offense they came,
Weis whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Run Allen! Run, Hughes! Run, Aldridge and Olsen!
Go get them, Rudolph, Floyd, Riddick and Clausen!
Go help Golden Tate! Go block those
Slo Pokes, you
Smarties!
Go help your teammate
now, and laters I’ll host your parties!
And then, in an instant, I suddenly heard “boo’s”!
It made me nervous, until I realized they were “Hughes”!
Tate must have given the ball to Robert, our halfback,
And Tressell, the Ohio State Head Coach, had an anxiety attack!
And then, in a
krackel, I saw thirty-three,
You know, the guy getting his bachelor’s degree.
He was running and dodging and turning around,
Down to the goal line he went with a bound.
He was wearing a white uniform, his helmet all gold,
But
Look! A man in red had him in a wrestling hold!
Hughes
dove towards the goal line, when he broke free,
That’s just one more touchdown in this
skoring
spree!
We saw the ref, hands raised in the air,
A TOUCHDOWN! (Of course, Ohio said, “unfair”!)
If only “touchdown Jesus” could have seen,
ND win this
good and plenty of us doing the pushup routine!
Wake up the echoes! Shake down the thunder!
Forty-five to
zero! Ohio’s going under!
We yell “shut-out”, ‘cause they didn’t score,
We have finally won this rivalry war!
We sprang from our seats, chanting, “WE-ARE-N-D!”
We’re numero
u-no! (Number one)! You see?
Then up in the sky, Santa showed up to proclaim,
“Merry Christmas, Fighting Irish!” and “Rah, Rah for Notre Dame!"
(As you know this is all a big dream,
If it were real you know I would scream.
Santa Claus look-a-like Charlie
chuckles anyway,
It’s rare to get fired AND have a big
payday!)
Natalie and I worked on getting the fabric cut this morning, then she had to leave to go home, so I worked on getting them pinned, sewed, and complete... and no, I've never made curtains before! Jason and I headed to Kohl's to get a curtain rod, but they only have them online and no in stores, so we headed to Jo-ann's and found one that was on sale! Yay! He started hanging them, while I finished the curtains and ironed them.
Rocco's found another hiding place!
And here's a close-up of the yellow-ish fabric with cream and dark brown accents. Perfect!
