One Man's thoughts, rants, and mumblings on family, life, and baseball.
Monday, September 3, 2007
I'll Miss my Stooges. Just a little.
And the Princess.
They all spent the night with my parent's last night. Tip of the cap to my Mom and Pop: their Mom and I can't thank you enough. And as I prepare for my two day excursion to Baltimore with Mattie this weekend, I'm a little bit torn.
While I'll miss them like crazy, the thought of a child free weekend with my brother and some of the SG contingent is becoming more and more appealing: no diaper changes, no picking up toys, and absolutely, positively, no temper tantrums. Well, unless Boogs BBQ is closed for some strange reason: then all bets are off.
I don't golf. I don't hit the bars. And I don't play Texas Hold Em' on Friday night every week. I'm really looking forward to a weekend of live Red Sox games without any pauses in the action due to a child climbing onto the counter top.
As for the game tonight, I'm still trying to figure out how a 10-1 lead turned into a nail biter: after Daisuke cruised the first 5 innings, the Blue Jays all of a sudden decided to make a game out of it. Fortunately for all the Red Sox fans, the bats didn't decide to go into early hibernation.
Final score? 13-10 Red Sox. I got to see Mike Lowell get his 100th RBI for the year, Daisuke get his 14th win, and the Red Sox go 7 games up over the Yankees.