Sunday Brunch

I have this feeling that this is the last of the quiet weekends before the rush of the summer begins.  Don’t get me wrong, I love summer.  I love the fact the sun stays out late, sometimes much later than I am able to make it.  I love the running around on the weekends in a rush to get everything done.  I love spending time with my husband and going on all our little adventures (the first of which happens to be next weekend).

This year, on top of everything, we bought season tickets to our local baseball team.

You want to know one of my favorite things about small town baseball, the mascot.  Our mascot is literally a carton of French fries named “Tater”.  Most people outside of our town don’t know that a Gem is a type of potato, hence the fries.  It kinda loses something when you have to explain it.  Anyway, the season starts in 11 days and we are so looking forward to nights at the ball field.

Some people have asked why the draw to baseball.  it’s a boring sport, with little physical contact.  The beauty of a baseball game is just that. It’s relaxing.  You sit outside on a warm summer evening, with a breeze blowing, eating hot dog, drinking a beer, carrying on a conversation with your seat-mate, and every once in a while someone makes a great play or hits a home run and the crowd goes wild.  After a long day at work you don’t have to concentrate or think about anything.  What’s not to love about that?!

In order to get ready for the busy summer, Scott and I spent the past few days doing household projects.  Scott is desperately trying to fix the underground sprinkler system.  Nothing good to report on that, but stay tuned.  At least the yard got mowed yesterday, even if it can’t get watered.

We cleaned out the garage and the closets to get prepared for our upcoming family garage sale.  This was a project, but a much needed one.  After three full days of cleaning, organizing, updating, and maintaining, there is somehow still a list of things to do.  I am actually grateful for the list.  It means that we are blessed to have our own house and the ability to make it nice. 

Next weekend is Memorial Day weekend.  For most people it is a three-day weekend.  I am taking Friday off from work so that we will have a four-day weekend.  We made plans in January for this weekend.  It is something that we have been looking forward to for a long time.  Next week, we may have to meet on Monday, depending on how busy Sunday is (and if we are in a spot to get cell reception).

I promise next week to have more pictures.  This week, neither of us had a free hand most of the time.  Plus, the projects we were working on weren’t that fun to photograph.  But starting this week, that’s all about to change.