Every day when I check the mail, I am hoping for money. Do you do this? I mean, no money is really coming...but every day I open that mailbox and have hope that some random check will be there with my name on it. Seriously. But alas, there are usually just coupons for pizza and carpet cleaning.
I want to take you guys back to last week. First, thanks for all the responses regarding food making the world go round. Some of you were actually so worried about me you sent me private emails...like I frightened you and you were worried that I was standing on a bridge holding oreos in one hand and peanut butter m & m's in the other...thank you for all the concern. It makes me feel loved. I am really in a pretty good place mentally...other than the normal hum drum things that can get us all moody from time to time. Perhaps someday...maybe when I am 89 or so...I will not care about food, the scale, my thighs...but until then...at least it keeps me busy On Thursday night, some pretty spectacular things started to happen. Pensacola got a baseball team this year, the Blue Wahoos. They are triple A, or double A, or Aplus...something...they feed to the Cincinnati Reds. Heather and I enjoy going. They stadium is beautiful, right on the water, and you are close enough to the players you can actually see them...and their butts. And I appreciated a nice big baseball player booty...okay? So we went to a game Thursday night, and from out of nowhere...up comes a thunderstorm. Like...a serious thunderstorm. Most people left, but we werent leaving until they called it. While we were huddled by the concession stands, the "cheer squad" started throwing out hot dogs. They do this at every game, and every game my little heart starts to pitter patter at the thought of a hot weenie. They are DEEEE-LISH-US. Well, seeing how we were all huddled in a damp pod, I actually caught one. It was magical. :)I ate that sucker in about 3 minutes flat. Bun and all. I may like the lady lillie's now, but mama never passes up a free wiener.
Well, the game did get called for rain, and all of the little pep squad people, and a couple of the players ran out on the tarp...it was still storming, but it was like a giant slipper slide. Heather really wanted to go out there...and so I said to her "You only live once babe"...that was all it took (and about 42 ounces of beer she had ingested). We dropped our things, hopped the fence and took off running. The problem was, by this point, all of the workers were gone. So it was just me and Heather out there on this baseball field, sliding on our stomachs. We got about 3 slides in before the announcer came on the loud speaker and said "Fans, please get off the field".
So we ran off the field, up the stadium, and out of the stadium. It was awesome. Here is a picture of the field covered.
It was the 8th inning. I was loaded up on Pepsi. There was a break in the game. There was a some music playing...
and then it happened....
I was on the JumboTron.
What happened next was a blur...but I immediately broke into my dance routine. There was booty popping, there was dropping it like it was hot...at one point, I was practically humping the backside of the gentleman's head in front of me. It was epic. Heather was crying from laughter. It all happened so fast...but Heather swears I was dancing for at least a full minute. The crowd was cheering.
Seriously. It was the best 60-80 seconds of my life. For one mere moment...I was flipping AMAZING. After that, all my new friends surrounding us were giving me high fives and loving me up. They might have wanted my autograph...but they were probably too embarrassed to ask. You know...star struck.
Our friend Maddi and Peter just had a little boy. Our friend Lisa (Heather's boss) just had a little girl. My best friend in Seattle just had a little boy. My coworker and her sister, both my friends, are pregnant! My coworker is engaged! Catherine is engaged! I wanna be engaged! My finger would look lovely with a nice diamond on it. Sigh. I am going to start looking for jobs in states where it's legal for us to be married. Heather said we can move anywhere as long as I am getting paid double my current salary. Are any of you hiring?
Until then, here I am holding Nylah Jane.
Babies are cute. I wanna eat their faces.
I gained weight this weekend. SHOCKING. Not really since I ate blueberry pie, chocolate chip cookies, and a delicious steak with bread and pesto and other yummy items. But come yesterday, I am back at it.
Let's see...what else what else....
I think that's it for now. I have another post brewing in my head.
Until then my friends-
your sister in banding, humor, or just plain prettiness...