no t-shirt needed

seriously. I am not whining that badly. I don’t need a t-shirt that says “my husband went to Vienna and all I got was….”

Instead, I spent a day running errands before heading to the Coliseum for the game. For a change I decided not to even think about the Food Truck Mafia  and both ate a late lunch and packed munchies.  The game was great, our section made more than enough noise for the rest of the stadium (Canadian Fans are polite – what can I say?) and Healy hit two home runs – responsible for all five of the As runs.  The As pulled off a win, in spite of the closing pitcher managing to turn batters into base runners before finally getting the last out.

I forgot the baseball tonight – which explains why I ran into the Toronto couple on my way back to BART. Where were they tonight? Oh – they attempted to sit up on Deck 3 to get an overview, but nothing was accessible. The box office said the seats were, so they spent the first couple of innings getting back down and getting seated else where. Everyone was so embarrassed  that they comp’d them tickets for tomorrow game.

Oh! Where can I find you?

Section 105 – or if that doesn’t work – 111.

Ok – and I explained about wanting to pass on the baseball.

I was pretty tired by the time I arrived back at North Berkeley complete with my armload of banners.*

*RF 149 usually puts up banners. We also use them to block off seats for the flag wavers. Most of the rest of the crew won’t be able to arrive till right before the 1235 start tomorrow. I can come early.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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