I...
I may have to leave for work in 6 hours.
I may have just been turned down when I asked someone to marry me.
I may have incredible money issues that are driving me crazy.
I may not have a college degree.
I may have missed the lunar eclipse.
But the Red Sox won the world series.
No one who reads this knew me as a kid, but I did follow baseball, albeit as any klutzy 9-14 year old shy girl, until John Olerud ended the '93 world series. My dad even had tickets to game 4, which we didn't go to, because my mom was sick. That, combined with the fact that my father decided that my brother would be better to go to sports games with, rather than nurturing his budding sports fan. I don't mind it now -- but this one is for every boy I brought home who broke the ice with my father by talking about the Fenway watercolor over the mantle. Especially the latest one. I fell in love with a Red Sox fan, and now, no blown World Series can put me off baseball :). You know why?
Because they didn't blow it.
Thank you, Eric, for reintroducing me to baseball. And what a time to be reintroduced :).
WOOOOOOOOOOO!
That's all I've got.
feels like i should finally wrap my head around something that's real...
A couple interesting observations on my life.....
--I can't walk! my previously sprained ankle has reasserted itself with a vengeance, killing any potential for a trip to my mom's for a yard sale (which is where im supposed to be right now) or really any other major driving. I've been limping around the apartment, and did manage to leave the apartment once yesterday with my ankle brace on...if I lived where I could afford physical therapy, I would use it...but im not at that point in my life yet.
--The exboyfriends have been parading through my dreams. two nights ago was a rather romantic dream involving one of them (if you care which one, let me know...i have no desire for him to google his name and find me having dreams about him)...the mood was broken when my apartment was broken into, and then i ended up taking back my wallet and my keys from an oddly dressed burglar, and then went to a chinese restaurant. Last night, a DIFFERENT exboyf (the one who got married) and i were going to Disney World -- in a nice touch, my dream never got us successfully TO the park (which would be the best part of the dream) -- and my mom kept popping up to lecture me, and eric kept popping up to let me know i shouldnt do this ebcause i can't afford it. So interpret away.
--I assume Jenny disliked the Twins game last night too...she just had the fortune of being THERE. But the bostons did sweep the angels :)
--alright, getting some ice for my ankle...im losing it :)
update...
Eric: "But it made sense in my head"
Kate: "What, that you didn't know what my last name was?"
Eric: "No, that You spelled your name MYERS and he spelled his name MYERS but I thought they were different at the end."
Kate: "That makes even less sense"
Eric: "You see, there are three different kinds of 's'es. There's S, which makes a sssss sound, then there's s, which makes a ssst sound, then there's s, which makes a weird sound because it is all backward. See? It all makes sense."
Kate: "How many beers did you have?"
Eric: "One too many"
Kate: "I think I'll let you go to sleep."
I guess I'll let it slide, because the red sox come back to boston with a 2-0 lead over the Angels :)
I'll be there for you....
::Ring Ring::
Eric: Hello?
Kate: [talking about Boston pitcher Mike Myers] "I'm not related to him, I think."
Eric: "Well, duh, he has an S at the end of his last name"
Kate: "..."
Eric: "What?"
Kate: "What's my last name?"
Eric: "...."
Kate: "So does mine, you idiot."
Eric: "..."
Kate: "Are you crazy?"
Eric: "Ok, I'm a moron."
Kate: "How long have we been dating?"
Eric: "Ok, I'm a moron"
Kate: "4 and 1/2 years?"
Eric: "I was saying he had multiple S es at the end of his name...Mike Myersssss"
Kate: "You're a moron."
