I am actually enjoying watching baseball on TV.
I've never, ever, ever, ever, in my life enjoyed watching baseball on TV!
So really I cannot believe I wrote that.
And I really cannot believe I'm thinking it!
But here is why I am enjoying it:
The Cardinals are playing in the World Series!
It's really hard to live in St. Louis and not be a Cardinals fan.
It's seriously like a fever.
A very, contagious and expensive fever.
But a fun fever.
Have you ever felt odd and out of place at a grocery store for not wearing a Cardinals (or other team) shirt or hat on game day?
Well, I have. I've felt it alot actually.
Which means that someday I will get a Cardinals shirt.
And I will wear it to the grocery store on game day.
And I will not feel out of place.
This post was not meant to be about baseball.
The other strange phenomenon that is occurring in my life is this:
I actually really enjoy watching sports on TV.
If we had cable I might watch Cupcake Wars and Say Yes to the Dress and Property Builders all the time. But we do not have cable.
Which means I resort to watching college football, college basketball, and Professional Baseball (huh?!).
This happened because I did something a few years ago that I do. not. regret.:
I married a sports nut.
He's a good sports nut.
Kinda like a nice, salty peanut.
Or a perfectly roasted almond.
Or a deliciously sugar roasted pecan.
He really knows his sports. And he enjoys them. And so do I.
But I did not start out that way.
It just kind of happened.
There might be a parallel here with how Satan tries to lead us astray.
that looks like ashtray...
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is this.
Actually, I don't really know what I'm trying to say.
But I enjoy sports.
Even on TV.
And I'm proud of it.
You could even quiz me on some terminology and some college teams and I would provide some answers.
They may not be completely correct, but who cares, really?
I do know what Oklahoma football is ranked right now...
Number 1!!!!
In my mind, anyway.
I had a conversation with my mom the other day. It went like this:
me: "Mom, am I the only mom that feels like I have to mop my floor and give my child a bath after every meal?"
mom: "No, you're not. If you remember, your dad and I used to lay newspaper down around your highchair so the clean up was easier. And we fed you in a diaper."
me: "oh. yeah. That explains alot."
Don't you just love these faces?
I sure do.
