Saturdays are the Best...

Sorry Jens, but I had to do some baseball pictures today, and blog a little about baseball. See the photo with Pat raking the field? I had to capture that one, and document it. You see, I didn't realize that Pat knew what a rake was for? I know he saw rakes before, we have some, but I never realized that he could actually use one, hence, the photo. Also, see Stretch? Yea, you're right. He's the big boy in the huddle, aka Stretch, or Ben as his Mom named him. Another Mom and I were standing there after the game, and she said, "Wouldn't that be a nice picture, and look at Stretch!" I said, "Hmmmm, I just happen to have my camera!" We won again, for a change, 4-3. Stretch is a college boy; I wish Stretch was around during our basketball season! Oh, BTW, Stretch is 6'8"...

Ok Jens, that's all I'll say about sports today. Ooooops, sorry, one more thing: We started Summer Basketball yesterday and won our first game. Ok, I'm done now.

I also threw in a picture of the wall that Joe's building in the soon-to-be Sunroom. I may actually be able to use that Sunroom yet this summer.... how cool would that be? We bought the fan today, and Joe put that up. The wood boards are leftovers from the entertainment unit he built in the basement. It's starting to look really, really nice. I've shopped a little for furniture for out there, but didn't really see anything that caught my eye. It's not going to be easy, that much I know. I primarily wanna use that room to relax and be able to read there. I figure I can go in there and warm my bones when the house is too cold for me in the summer. Yes, you read that correctly.... I can't stand my house sometimes it's so cold and I never win that battle (Eileen told Joe he must compromise, so we'll see if he takes her advise). But now I know that I'll have a place where I can go to, and bake in about 110 degrees or so, so that's somewhat comforting to me.

I made taco's for dinner tonight, and Pat said, "Mmmmm Mom, now that's what I'm talking about!" I bought two boxes this time, and when he saw the two boxes, he again commented on my genius.

Amber has her own car.

Amber has her own car now....

Did I happen to say that Amber has her own car now?

I'm going for a soak now, and fininshing my Spark's book. I finally found out who killed poor Missy and the chase is over for me.... I'll finish it tonight and start a Patterson that a baseball mom gave me today.

Big day tomorrow: Joe is brining a turkey breast as I type, so he'll smoke that, I'm making sweet potatoes (mashed for Pat) and fresh brocolli, gravy and rolls, mmmmmm good, and the last episode of The Sapranos is on....

Can you tell I hit the grocery store today? It happened to be after Joe's question that he posed to me at the baseball game: "When's the last time you went to the grocery store?"

Does it get any better than a smoked turkey breast on a Sunday? I'm oh so easy to please.

ps. I told Joe today that he's so much more tolerable after two glasses of grigio....