


The preparation has finished. The teams are ready. The ESPN crew is in town. The hype has hyped. The fans are ready. There isn't a hotel room available for fifty miles in any direction. Every campsite is full. By noon, I suspect there will be only one lone six pack of Natural Lite sitting on a supermarket shelf somewhere on the outskirts of town.
9 am: Whoa. It is really cold. DT unhooked our water hose last night, but this morning the water spigot was frozen solid. A layer of thick fog surrounds the Coburg Hills. No, I will not be running up that hill today.


A crew was supposed to arrive at 8 o'clock to wash our bus. Guess they didn't think we wanted icicles hanging from the Magna Peregrinus, as they have yet to show up...
10:15 am: The crew arrived at ten o'clock and began washing our dirty bus. She must be beautiful and perfect for her first Civil War! As you can see from the photo below, the grass has thawed, but the fog is still thick.

10:45 am: The sun finally broke through the fog!
11:00 am: The crew has finished washing the Magna Peregrinus and she is beautiful. DT washed the interior windows. I read all the Tiger gossip on Perez. Tiger is being thrown on a spit and slowly (and painfully) rotisseried - now girls all over the country are claiming to be his lover. I want to make a statement right here on my blog and get it out in the public - I HAVE NOT HAD AN AFFAIR WITH TIGER WOODS.

Noon Weather Report: The sun is shining and trying to get rid of all the fog and clouds. The temperature is a balmy 37°. Wear layers. Lots and lots of layers. Speaking of layers... I am heading out now to fetch buckets and buckets of fried chicken. Catch you in a bit.




We are now back to our RV and putting things away for the drive to Autzen Stadium!
7 pm: Our tailgate was awesome! Okay, we still have two buckets of KFC... but we had so many guests today for the Civil War. I am sure I was not able to even greet half of our guests. Such fun, though!






So remember the handsome cop I met on November 4 at a fueling place in southern Oregon on our way to the Stanford game? While we were fueling-up, I invited him to our Civil War tailgate and dang if he didn't stop by today! His name is Brett, by the way, and he is incredibly charming and incredibly handsome. What a great guy - Duck Alum, two Army tours in Iraq, State Trooper. Thank you, Brett!





Everyone has gone into the stadium. I kindly gave my ticket to a young student and martyred myself into staying in the warm motorhome, with the furnace blasting - watching the game on our 42-inch HD television. It is 33 degrees outside.
End of first quarter - Ducks lead 14-10.
Half-time Report: Several limo drivers are watching the game on our outside television. Happily too. I sent out a platter of KFC and they are munching away. They think I am a nice lady, but I am thinking I have a group of men outside and don't have to worry about errant Beaver fans capering my Duck Bus.
The Beavers are making good use of our mistakes on the field, but I am not even worried and know My Ducks will prevail... even if it will ruin Lisa's New Year plans in Los Angeles.
Half-time score: Beavers 32-21.
Late game update: Sorry. Had quite a few frozen visitors during half-time and several runners stayed to watch the game on our television through the beginning of the fourth quarter. A great game. So excited it is a good game as it is live on national television and I always want the Pac-10 to play well with national exposure.
We are down to only a few pieces of chicken and are running low on scotch.
We Won: So happy. Pasadena, here we come!
Dark Thirty: The post-game celebration continued quite late into the cold evening. Champagne corks were popped. Everyone is excited the Ducks are headed to the Rose Bowl. After the game we had quite a celebration in our warm motorhome. Here we are together after the fabulous victory:

Suddenly the Duck (home) football season is over. On January 1st the University of Oregon will face Ohio State in the Rose Bowl in Pasadena.
Be there.
I smell roses.
Until my next update, I remain, your wait'l you see my "O" correspondent.