Wednesday Afternoon 1230 PM

Shall I just leave it with the Huston Astros were hot and the Oakland pitchers couldn’t find the strike zone with one hand or both hands. I don’t even think a laser sight would have helped. The batters manage to strand runners on base whenever they weren’t busy striking out, flying out or popping up to right field. Final Score 7:0, no extra innings needed….

Shana came with me. I think she is the favorite of the parking fairy. Late morning is not usually a time you can find a slot. She just drives into the closet section after trying one of the more distant lots. Voila! Parking Space. Our seats turned out to be equally charmed – second row on the first base side, Section 107. The upside of this location for two young kids near us was that this was a location where one could be handed balls from the field side of the fence. Especially since the visitors use the 1st base side and dads were wearing Huston Astros garb.

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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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