August 23, 2007

If they don't win, it's a shame . . .

Isn't life supposed to slow down post-camp? It has every other year. This year, our life just seems to be picking up momentum. Thankfully, Kyle and I were able to get away for the day today . . . just the two of us.

Jack stayed with Kyle's mom and we went to see the Tigers' play the Indians. Our mortgage company gave us free tickets (which I don't really consider to be free, considering how much of our money they swindled us out of). It was blazing hot and our seats were right in the sun. We were sweating buckets so we watched half of the game standing in the shade on the concourse. Shamefully, the Tigers lost in the 10th inning. Even with the heat, we had a lot of fun and it was a good game.

The game was not my only source of entertainment. In a stroke of pure public relations genius, the first 10,000 guests to Comerica Park today received hats that were supposed to assist fans in their quest to resemble this man:

Tigers outfielder, Magglio Ordonez

Here's what the fans actually looked like:

I feel sorry for Magglio, because the hats make him out to be much trashier than he actually looks.

Speaking of Magglio, he had a lot of fans. I suspect that his biggest fan was sitting behind us. She was probably around 4 or 5 and when Magglio was up to bat she would stand up behind us, put her head right between Kyle and I, and screech, "Magglioooooo!" Her parents told her she couldn't do that, but really did nothing to stop her. I found it mildly humorous.

Speaking of little kids, there were A LOT of babies at the game today! Young babies. Many younger than Jack. Granted, most babies less than 6 months old look younger than Jack, but there were a lot of babies that looked only a couple of weeks old. It was so hot. Their parents looked so miserable.

It was funny to see how many women thought they were going to the prom but accidentally ended up at the game. I can only guess that they thought they were going to a prom, rather than a baseball game, because of the way they were dressed. I'm talking dresses and heels . . . who would wear that stuff to a baseball game?! I don't think people need to dress like scrubs (as I was dressed), but if they wanted to dress up wouldn't a sundress or a nicer pair of pants suffice? I guess I'm not really much of a fashionista, so who am I to judge?

On our way home from the game, we made a couple of stops (including a short trip to IKEA) and came home to reunite with Jack. He was really tired when we got home and was relaxing on Aunt Kristen's expanding belly (I like to think of it as him playing with his cousin). I was so excited to see him. He had been so fussy for the last week or so, and has kind of returned to his normal, easy-going self.

It was a busy day, but a good day. I really do feel refreshed and I'm ready to jump back into things tomorrow!

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