Fuckety, looks like our game got rained out. Again. Second week in a row. Worse, it's just games scheduled on the North Field. South Field is open. Emmett's getting frustrated. He's chomping at the bit. He's had it with practice, he wants to PLAY. And it's gorgeous and sunny out, but the North Field is too wet. Feh.

OH, GOD, you have me a scare with the DST thing,y'all! I haven't had enough coffee yet!

But I have a nice warm cup in hand, and then...well, I need to clean. My apartment is a mess. Really a mess. I want to crawl back into bed with a book....but it's a mess, too.

And a clean apartment this afternoon means a long, hot shower and the evening in a CLEAN BED and a feeling of productivity, right?

K.

After coffee, kitchen cleaning. AND loud rock.

AND loud rock.

I recommend "Still in Hollywood" by Concrete Blonde.

David - we were rained out yesterday also. There are 4 fields where CJ plays, two owned by Little League and two owned by Parks and Rec. Yesterday all 4 fields were closed, but often games get played on the Little League fields while Parks and Rec will close theirs at the first rain drop.

A while back I had pointed Aimee to the Rose is Rose comic strip. I had tried to find one of the strips that showed the mom turning into her motorcycle mam alter ego. Today's strip fits the bill.

I notice they have the cover [link] of Rose is Rose: Running on Alter Ego up at Amazon.

Harvey got at the couple of scraps of roast beef I hadn't gotten a chance to put away/cook about 1/2 hour ago. It wasn't much, just a couple of chunks of raw beef, less than an inch in size.

My annoyance of him doing so has abated with his horking them up on the dining room floor.

Poor Harvey. Not ready for real meat. Good thing we don't have mice.

Maybe if he would have chewed it...

Dear California People,

We don't care if your baseball games get rained out in March. We can't even find the world's smallest violin. Our hearts do not sweat for you, never mind bleed. So there.

Love,
The Rest of Us, Except for the Southerners

Sister: "Sometimes god works in mysterious ways, mom."

Mom: "That's not god, Jenny. That's having unprotected sex."

LOL. And I sort of just had this conversation with my niece, who called to tell me she's pregnant. I said, after congratulations, "I didn't know you had got that fertility problem solved (she and her husband have been trying for 2 years)."

She said, "I didn't either. I thought I had the flu."

Cindy, if it makes you feel any better, I appear to have brought New England's cold, gray March with me this year.

Well except for today. Today I'm sitting on my patio in a t-shirt and capris and enjoying the smell of orange blossom from the tree next door.

t /gloat

(I'm allowed! 30 winters in New England earns me some cred, right?)