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This, This and Oh Yeah, Some of That


I won the Captain some tickets to a Twin's game. On my birthday. Did I mention that I am so unAmerican and that I can't stand baseball? It's just so......I don't know. Boring maybe? I'm used to the get up and go of football. The hits in hockey. A really great board check can turn a crappy night around fo' sho'. I had fun. It had nothing to do with the game but rather watching the kids. They were pretty decent seats (row 20) and the kids were able to focus on the players. When we were at the hockey game, we were, literally, 5 rows from the very top. While it's hard to have a "bad view" at a Wild home game, it still was not fun to sit that high up. Anywhoo, there was cotton candy lovin' going on. Hot dogs, Mike's, pretzels, little bats, running of bases. Oh and they won. It was a good day. Until......after the game. They let the kids run the bases after each game apparantly. What they don't allow/like/tolerate is a 4 year old on the pitcher's mound. This guy just laid into Monkey Boy, yelling at him to get the hell off of the mound. Mama bear came out and I yelled at him to not talk to my child like that. If you are going to WILLINGLY let a couple hundred kids run around the bases then there is the expectation that at least one of them is going to hit the mound. That and there was a guy there with the rake for the mound. He coulda fixed whatever dirt dramarama there was. Assholes.



Got pulled over by the Po-Po last week for running a red. It was yellow until my car was 2/3 through the other side of the intersection and I wasn't speeding. He didn't give me a ticket though because he didn't have any tickets on him. True story. I almost called bullshit but instead said thank you and drove the block home.




5 years this month. Where the hell did the time go by? The Captain and I have been together for 6 1/2 years. You know what really shocks me? We have not had one single major argument or fight. I mean yeelling and screaming at each other. I think the only time he's raised his voice in my direction was when I told him H&R Block was charging us $386 for the taxes a couple years ago. That was an ugly conversation. I am certainly not complaining either, believe me.






Comments

Les Becker said…
Congratulations! And wow - you got some great kids outta that deal.

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