Monday, April 14, 2008

georgia on my mind

She really was. The entire trip. And at 12:30 pm today I got to hold that little pumpkin in my arms.

I should have gotten a speeding ticket for the mph I was traveling from Atlanta's Hartsfield airport to Firehouse Subs to meet Meme and Reesie cup. Seeing her was amazing. I swear, in 3 days she has longer hair and she's taller. crazy. At this stage they grow and change everyday, truly. None the less, I was equally distraught over the fact that if I am settled here, it means Dallas is far away. It really is a catch 22. Either way I am miserable without the other mac. Good things really do come in three's. (except for strikes...we like those more in one's.)

I am utterly exhausted from rising at 4 am only to leave Dallas and head back home. It has been a very long day. Mostly emotionally draining. I wish I could be in two places at once. You realize that, as a mom, you really wear a lot of hats. One no more important than the other. You are equally needed and likewise equally need them. Did I lose ya? If I'm following myself on 4 hours rest, then you guys should be able to keep up.

Stay with me. So, I was beginning to think that for the rest of the 08 season I needed to watch Dallas play via the computer. When I arrived he had 3 homers, tons of walks and was hitting 400 something. In walks Mrs. No hits. Seriously, just couldn't get lucky if he tried at the plate. He was hitting balls right to people, etc. Finally, yesterday, he hit a homerun. I like to think it was for me. It made me smile. I think his average will be glad that I'm gone. I am no good luck charm. The robber of all hits.

Enough baseball talk. I loath deep baseball talk and I refuse to be a wife who dwells on it. So, we had a great date night yesterday. Rented a movie and stayed in. Relaxation was key. I did want to help the Isotopes stadium redeem itself with you all. I finally found a positive to the experience (other than seeing Dallas play of course), Orbit. He's the mascot. Hands down, the best mascot I have ever seen. And you people need to realize I have seen 'em. All the way to "Sir Purr" (panthers mascot). I never knew until I cheered how serious they take their job. Now, before you laugh, there is a chance, a very large chance they make more money than you. Seriously. The NFL and especially NBA mascots make bank. Now, I'm not saying Mr. Orbit is livin' the dream, but I bet this is a stepping stone for bigger things. He was good. Hilarious. Worth every penny of my free ticket.

That's it for now. I have lots of photos to edit, sleep to catch, and am waiting on Reesie to wake from her nap.

Pictures coming soon. I know you think I say that a lot, but they are coming!

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