May 22, 2008 @ 6:12 pm | Filed under: Summer at the ballpark,he said she said
(The following conversation takes place on the drive to the game. Obviously, we’re both hungry…)
Mike: “You know what I’m going to have tonight?”
Me: “I don’t know about you, but I’m going to have a hot dog.”
Mike: “Me too. Isn’t it funny how we never eat hot dogs except when we’re at a baseball game?”
Me: “That’s because they really do taste good at games.”
Mike: “I’m going to have mustard on mine.”
Me: “Oooo, and relish.”
Mike: “Don’t forget the cheese.”
Me: “Definitely going to have cheese.”
Mike: “And onions…”
Me: “Blech. Don’t think so, mister. No onions.”
Mike: “You know…they say that if you have a little onion too, you’ll never even notice the onion on my breath…”
Me: “I hear that’s what ‘they’ say.”
Mike: “So you’ll eat onion?”
Me: “We’ll see…” (Translated: not in THIS lifetime!)
(Twenty minutes later, as we’re walking into the ballpark.)
Mike (pointing in the opposite direction of the hot dog place) : “Let’s go have barbeque at Sonny Bryan’s.”
Me (shrugging): “Sure. Okay.”
America's favorite pasttime, baseball, Roughriders
April 26, 2008 @ 6:47 pm | Filed under: Friends,Summer at the ballpark
“Shall we get a babysitter?”
Denise and I were on the phone, finalizing our plans for the next night’s game. Mike and I had invited the three of them to be our guests.
“Uh…not.” I laughed. “If the girl (our nickname for ‘our girl’) doesn’t come, then the deal is OFF.”
She laughed too. “That’s what we figured.”
Now, obviously we would have still welcomed them even if they had felt the need for a night out without the baby but – Uncle Mike and Aunt Staci certainly loved seeing her reaction to her very first baseball game!
She also strolled away from the game with a brand new pink Roughrider’s cap and a matching tot-size pink bat! From start to finish, she was totally into people watching and acted as though she’d been to zillions of games!
(As you can tell, we need to convert her mommy to the Rangers/Roughriders part of the league!)
