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Snoresball
Baseball is so boring. I don’t know why I keep thinking that if I go to another game I’ll be there for that one exciting moment when something actually happens.
Nothing ever happens when I’m there. I stare and stare and stare. Then I fall asleep. I think the fans are by far more interesting than the game. The biggest moment all night last night was when two outfielders ran into each other and one of the players had to be walked out of the game. Snore. I have the worst baseball luck. I wish we had Dodger tickets instead.
A whole lotta this going on.
Occasionally the group next to us got up and shouted and did the wave. That was mildly interesting.
Thankfully, Bug and her cousin invented a game of seated freeze-dance . They had a great old time boogieing in their seats and then freezing whenever the music stopped.
We came for the game. We stayed for the music.
Snore.
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New Coffee Shop in Town
Klink! Klink! Klink!? That’s me knocking on your computer screen. Is this thing on? I apologize. I think I forgot how to write blog posts which is really silly because I used to be really good at it. Anyway, I’m checking in because I need to roll some content around here so that I can show off my new banner.
See? Hit refresh. New banner! Going with a pool theme this month since that’s where I seem to be most of the time.
It’s actually been a real break through for me to take my laptop to the pool. Bug is happy swimming. I’m happy working. Happy Happy and the bills get paid! Woo hoo!
Bug can spend hours (literally hours on end) at the pool and requires very little from me. Just an occasional, “Look at me, Mommy!” I smile and watch while she does a summersault under water or figures out how to swim from the three feet to the eight feet all by herself. Seriously, she has taught herself how to swim this summer. No lessons. Just time. Hours and hours and hours of time at the pool. Who knew?!! Of course she’ll probably have lessons at some point to train the doggy paddling out of her but at least she won’t drown.
In other news, there is a new coffee shop in my neighborhood. This is amazing news because I now live within walking distance of every single thing I need. Grocery store? check. Bank? check. Post Office? check. Dumb Subway sandwich shop that I hate and Bug loves? check. Interesting Asian restaurants? check. Nail salon and Hair salon? check. Local farm with amazing produce? check! Nature preserve with trails for running? Check! It’s a great neighborhood. But it was sorely missing a coffee shop. There were some I could walk to but they were far. Far enough that I had to put on work out clothes and consider it a workout—which is good but not so good when you just want an iced coffee pick me up.
Of course dropping by my new coffee shop everyday is not so great for my budget (cha-ching!) but it’s amazing for my instagram feed. I’m thinking if I ask for a latte every day in a glass mug, one of these days I’ll capture some really amazing foam art. It might take a while though because the baristas are still kinda new at foam art but I’m thinking with some positive feedback we’ll get there.
I follow aguynamedpatrick on instagram and I dream of being like him, taking pictures of cortados everyday. What is a cortado anyway? We’ll just have to find out, me and my new coffee shop. It’ll be good for both of us.
