Go Fenway!!

I'm a complete wash-out as a Sox fan this year. I bought into a 10-(wo)man plan many years ago, so I always have at least a few tickets every year, but August 13th was the first game I've been to all season. I haven't even been watching them on TV much during July & August.

Nice game to see, though. T. was at home watching H., so I took my college roommate Mickie, and it was a freakin GORGEOUS night at the ballpark. Warm and windy, and the Sox beat the Rangers 8-4 (it would have been 8-0 if not for Mike "why, Tito, why??????" Timlin).

Our already good seats (4th row bleachers behind Sox bullpen, lots of opportunities to espy pitchers & hot Captains) have been made even better by a) the removal of 2 rows of seats in front of us b) new flooring and c) removal of offending fence that used to be directly in our line of vision. Go Fenway!!

Edward Gorey

This is undoubtedly my favorite Gorey illustration of all time. It's the name that put it over the top.

Parenting, Inc.

Alert reader Todd (ok, he's my husband) points me to the latest in the NY Times Sunday Book Review...

Sadly, "Three is the new Hummer." is not a misquote.

One of those days

Today has been...one of those days.

Rainy, disjointed, not full of enough activities. The strangest thing about parenthood that no one ever tells you is how utterly and completely time-strangled you are - we've got to be out by this time, we've got to be home by this time, we've got to make sure naps happen at this time. Ridiculous. But you do it to keep the whole works moving along happily.

So, what did I do to bust out of my feelings of being tied down with domestic taffy? Started blogging. wheeeeee...