As many of you know, the World Series, game 6, between the Cardinals and Rangers was played last night. Any of you that watched the whole thing will also know, it was one of the best (and worst) games ever played. The first half of the game I watched while muttering streams of expletives under my breath & growing profoundly louder. Example, "son of a bi.....you stupid mother... what the name of sweet baby jesus was that?! IF YOU CALL THE BALL, AT LEAST ATTEMPT TO CATCH IT, INSTEAD OF PLAYING BUMPER PEOPLE WITH YOUR TEAM MATES!!!!" Something along those lines...
The second half was much better, well it was at least a ball game! The guys I assume were told how much they get paid to do what they do, and if they would like to continue seeing those (rediculous) figures, they may want to play like grown men and not like little leaguers at their very first practice.
Don't get me wrong, I am a HUGE fan of the Cardinals, but last night almost made me question what was left of my sanity. So back to the second half of the game. It was, in one word....amazing!!!! I thought I would have to locate my husbands emergency inhaler a few times....down to our final strike TWICE and came back to win in 10-9 in the bottom of the 11th. Just amazing! I am hoping that winning it in the 11th was a sign of things to come tonight....Our 11th world series title in 2011.....I don't think it's a coincidence!
GO CARDS!!!!
on to topic # 2 Pachyderms
This morning I woke Dink up and had to coax him out of bed, as usual. There were promises made that I fully intend to keep. He wanted to watch the Cardinals, not that I blame him. That was easy enough, I fully intend on being in my jammies, on my couch, with a fist full of chips and dip at 7:05 (start time for game 7) tonight. Told him, no problem! I also told him that tomorrow we will go see Miss Mary at the barn where Dink's Maw Maw volunteers (www.rideonstl.org) I reccomend checking it out; beautiful land & sweet horses! He was all for that telling me how he will feed the horses carrots (I don't reccomend doing that without permission from the people that run the place) and told him we could.
Now....the fun part. There is a little, tiny, blip of a town south of St. Louis called Kimmswick. I would say it's a one horse town, but as I previously mentioned, there are multiple horses. Every year Kimmswick has two major festivals; The Strawberry festival in the spring, and the Apple Butter festival in the fall. The entire town is transformed into a GIANT craft fair with booths from everything from gourmet dog treats, to hand made purses, soaps, candles to men with chainsaws making custom artwork for your home! There are also some food vendors that I literally wait all year for! One is the pork chop on a stick. It is totally worth the $5. huge drippy wonderful mess. I also saved the best for last, and I'm sure you will agree; Chocolate covered cheesecake on a stick. (Sticks = portable food). uiahOjpahajioj' vmopgj ae[aeior <~~~me wiping drool off my keyboard. Sorry :)
ANYWAY...they also have inflatable slides and a petting zoo, but what Dink really wanted to see was the train. There is a smallish train that drives around the whole lower half of the village (it's too small to be described as a town) and every year Dink has been a little too small to ride it. Well this year I promised him he could ride it...now return to his bedroom where I'm making all the promises...I reminded him that he could go on the train tomorrow (I swear, he loved trains about 8 seconds ago) he looks me dead in the face and says 'NO'....(at this point I'm wondering where the aliens put my real child) I stammer " 'No', what sweetheart?" thinking my plan to get him out of bed and dressed is unfolding rapidly. He said " I don't want to ride the train....How about......." then stares at me...."How about what baby?" he replies, totally confidant that mommy can make this happen..."How about an ELEPHANT!!!"
Ok, I don't know if you know much about St. Louis...or Missouri....or the United States....but there aren't very many elephants available for wonderous two year old's to go trapsing around on. Well, not legally anyway. And from what I know, the zoo frowns upon such things. I am keeping quiet about the elephant, praying he will forget about it by the time I pick him up today...and hopes he will be happy with the train tomorrow! If not I'll just give him a porkchop (sans stick for safety reasons) to gnaw on so he doesn't whine :)
and if you are still here....#3 postal workers....
Short and sweet....at least I'll try to make it so.
My job requires me to get mail from the post office daily. I love doing it, it gets me out into the fresh air for exactly 2 1/2 minutes each day, but it's nice either way, the ladies at the post office have seen me from pre-pregnancy through now...and they ask about Dink on an almost daily basis. There are very nice people there (except one guy who is a total douche waffle, he gets his own special post one day....) anywho...nice people, but some of the people/machines/elves/hampsters of steriods...behind the scenes worry me. I have recieved the same letter 2 days in a row, after giving it to a different post office than the one that gets our mail, and have received it back....now, don't think I'm new at this, I know to scratch off the barcodes/and zip codes etc, that the machine deemed worty to this annoying chunk of mail. There also wasn't any excess of glue, or ripped seams for it to get caught on. The address on there is 1.) no where near where we are, and 2.) looks nothing like anything we usually get. oh and has NOTHING on it that looks like it could even be mistaken for this place. So finally, I just wrote on the front "Try this address!!!" followed by a small arrow to the intended recipiants address. Hopefully I don't see it Monday. But you will, naturally, be told if I do.
Now go rest your eyes weary followers & pray for a Cardinal's victory tonight!
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