Opening day...

Today was the opening day for our local baseball team (Norfolk Tides, affiliated with the Orioles) and, as always, it is "Public Safety Recognition Night". For the last 5 years I have attended the opening day cerimonies. Today was no different, though it looked as if the weather wasn't going to cooperate. But as I walked into the park, the sun came out and the field was ready. B-E-A-Utiful!!! I had just gotten my usual jumbo hotdog with the works and looking for my seat (5 rows above the home dugout on the home plate side!!!!)when the phone rings. Amy: " I need you to come home!" Me: "What?!?!?!" Amy:"Bosco just bit Nathan and he's bleeding".
Well, no shit. I immediately leave to go home and inspect this "bite" and prepare to laugh at the typical mother over-response. Upon my arrival, I see the bite and no kidding- it's a bite! Upper arm gash, bleeding, and in need of stitches! So the rest of my evening was spent in the ED and though no stitches were needed, the cleaning and Steri-strips were enough to piss him off. What a day. I wonder how the game went...

Spring

Spring has sprung! Today is garden day, placing the hands into mother earth and linking myself to the ancestry. Here's to a bountiful harvest (and if it fails- there's always the farmer's market!) And then a relaxing evening on the patio with the rocking chairs and fire pit. Am I ready for retirement, or what??

Old friends

Yesterday I met up with some friends from high school, both of which live close to me. We met at a town mid-point to all, and had some dinner. Stories were told, laughs were had and names were mentioned: many of which I hadn't heard or thought of in 25 years. "I always wondered what ever happened to...". Nostalgia defined.
Thanks guys for a great evening- and here's to the next. Let's see if we can't expand the circle...