I decided to log back on to write one last blog before I disappear for days. I'm glad I get to disappear. Usually I tell my boss to call me if she has any questions about my stuff. Today I almost said, "no matter what happens, DON'T CALL ME!!"
Tonight was our Open House at my dance studio. Not as many people showed up as we thought, but it was still good. The little girls are so cute. They make me want kids, and I'm not a person who likes kids very much (and now I work with them, bizzare, huh?). I always say, if you hold out to me a puppy and a baby, I'll choose the puppy, hands down. And I've always said whenever I do have kids, I want my first to be a boy.
But now I'm spending time with all these super cute little girls! And I'm thinking, I DO want a girl! I still want a boy first, but now I want girls too. Twins would be great, but twins don't run anywhere in my family so I know I have no chance unless I want to take fertility drugs. That's just not as cool though, you know? That's like making it happen.
Right now I am participating in my nightly ritual of watching Twins baseball and checking Joe Mauer's fansite (all girls, haha). I've made lots of new friends on his fansite. We go back and forth like crazy, I wish we had IM because not everyone on the site appreciates the 6 of us going back and forth about our personal lives and such. In fact, they get downright mean. The fansite had new information tonight. The elusive, much discussed, thought to be invisible Joe Mauer Girlfriend has been spotted. A woman and her husband were in Cleveland for a business trip (she is not a baseball fan but her husband is) and they were at the same hotel as the Twins. Joe came down to the hotel bar with this girl while they were there, and this woman got to talk to the girl while her husband grilled Joe. Apparently the girl is from Minnesota, very pretty and very nice. I am relieved, I was quite worried he was going to end up with a horrible bitch. You know the kind I mean. The stereotypical sports girlfriend. Anyway, it was very nice of this woman to track us #7 fanatics down and feed our obsession. Thank you :)
And on that note, the game is going horrible. Joe has had a great night, but as we know, while his absence destroys the team, he cannot carry the entire team by himself. As much as we wish he could (and some of us are delusional enought to think that he could!). They do realize that the last two teams we played our in our division, right? They realize that getting beaten by the Indians is a sad, sad affair. The Indians suck. Everyone knows that. They were fingered to be the team to beat in the division this year, and then they just fell apart. Next year they're not even rumored to be contenders. And they took the series from us??? Really?? We could have used those two games to get better ground in the division, but instead the Indians, who are 11.5 games back and have no chance in hell got them? All right, Thursdays game wasn't that bad. 2-1 with no run support for Nick Blackburn (the less hot Joe Mauer). Nick Blackburn is also carrying the entire pitching staff right now with Slowey out for the season. Hot Joe and Less Hot Joe cannot make this whole team! But with what's happened to the rest of our pitchers, I've said it before and I'll say it again, someone go put Nick Blackburn in a bubble! But Wednesday night we got in the back-door, no lube, screaming for your mommy raped by the Indians. Completely ridiculous.
And now Detriot. We really need this series. Burt Blylevn just said, it's not a life or death series, but we really do need it. And it's not looking good. Well okay, as I write, Cabrera is up to bat with the tying runs on base. But he's already 1-2, 2 outs, 9th inning and the whole stadium is on it's feet. Now 2-2. Come ON!!! Rally caps on!!!
%#*%-IT!!! He struck out!!! @%^$%^@ @!%#@&/!!!! I am screaming 4 letter words but I'll censor myself on here. I'm noticing that most of the Detroit fans don't seem terribly excited. I guess they shouldn't they're sitting on top of the division, what do they care? What's one more win to them? Personally I think they should be more excited though. What else do they have but baseball? Their city is one giant crap hole. It's falling apart and half of it is abandoned. If I didn't know this from the news, it's been cemented into me by following Eminem who does nothing but whine about what a white-trash ghetto it is.
So now I'm watching Qwest Twins Live, and they are updating me about the other 6 innings of the game I missed while at work. Six runs in the first inning. WTF? Really bad calls, umps. Now I know why Gardy got ejected in the second and why Joe is sporting a bandage. That is so stupid. Joe clearly tagged that guy out 2 feet from home plate. I cannot believe he was called safe. Also, I want to know why our pitching staff sucks so much. I mean, I know why, but still. It's annoying. I'm glad we aquired a pitcher after the trade deadline, though I'm not sure one is enough to save us now. It seems that we just cannot get it together--either the pitching is great and the offense sucks or the offense is spot on and the pitching just falls flat.
Eww, spot on. I hate that phrase now. See previous post entitled, "Friends and Fakes."
I should be writing right now. I won't get to write for three days while I'm up north. That's the hardest part of going up north, I never have time to write up there. I know, that seems weird since I'm supposed to be on vacation in the middle of nowhere, but when I'm there with my parents and husband it's just too much going on in a small space and I can't get away to write. Maybe I will take my notebook down to my old cabin by myself and write. But the problem with that is, I'm in the middle of a story about Florida. I have another huge novel going that's about Three Lakes. It's really hard to write about Florida when I'm in Three Lakes because I'm thinking about my characters in Three Lakes, not my characters in Florida. Man I do not want to come back from this trip with writers block. I was doing really good on my Florida story and I really like it. It's the kind of story that takes on a life of its own as you're writing it until even you don't know where it's going.
Okay, commercial break is over. Now they're going to talk about Joe. They have my full attention. Okay, 80% of my attention. Oh my God they optioned RA Dickey to AAA??? WTF again!!!! Why??? Liriano sucks!! Send him back to AAA, no A! No, high school!
I just listened to Gardy speak his mind about that stupid ump, it was hilareous. He is so pissed, it was so funny because he was still cracking jokes about how stupid this was. He is saying that he will get fined for all this, but I'm glad he spoke his mind. That ump is an ass. Gardy said when he threw him out, he said "how do you like that?" And he had no call to throw Gardy out. They're saying everyone in the league has problems with this ump. Gardy said he thinks he's God. Everyone else thinks so too. Where are the people who regulate the umps? Are the umps God in baseball? Why don't they get in trouble when they suck? I think my favorite part was when Gardy says, "that's a nice hat Bobby. After this conversation I won't be able to afford a hat like that." Apparently he's going to get fined not only for getting tossed out (I knew that) but for trash talking the ump. I just finished a book about baseball, "Clearing the Bases" by Mike Schmidt, all Hall of Famer. It was very eye opening and taught me a heck of a lot about baseball and it's history, but he never got into umps. Just about how the strike zone is a lot smaller with most umps than it actually is in the rule book.
It has occured to me several times that I really need to be packing right now. I'm supposed to be leaving at 6am in the morning.
--and now it's 11:03. I had a very long hiatus while Ross and I got into one of our famous wrestling matches. It got really violent this time. I think I pulled something in my ribs, and there is no skin on my knee. I think Ross (my husband) will have a lot of bruises. He tied me down and sat on my face, then I hog tied him with cords, poured water on him and tickled him. It went on and on... Don't be alarmed. We do this all the time. It's all in fun, really, but I am not sure that our neihbors think so. We are worried one of these times they're going to call the cops on us. I grew pretty much as a boy (my best friends were boys) so I like to act like a boy. So we wrestle like boys. Our entire marriage is a Facebook quote, trust me. We say that all the time.
But on a positive note, the Jonquin Phoenix interview with David Letterman is reruning tonight!!! It is sooooo funny!
See this is why I shouldn't blog at home. I just let on a running commentary of what's happening. I could literally never shut up (that could be the wine talking).
BUT I will. It is time for me to stop ranting now and start packing. I cannot believe that I'm going to get up by 5:30am and drive four hours to Three Lakes. 5:30 is only....(math skills come to me!!).....uh.....six hours away? And I'm not even near ready for bed because I still have to pack. And Ross is reading over my shoulder. Go away Ross, you stink. Your butt stinks and I know this becuase it was in my face and stop rubbing your junk in my ear please that is really annoying I MEAN IT STOP IT OR I'LL SCREAM!!!!!!
All right. Done now. For realsies.
Until Monday....
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