Last night I was tired and cranky and didn’t get home from work until after 7:00, but when I opened my mailbox I was greeted with a beautiful sight: the order form for tickets for this summer’s MLB All-Star game. I am so excited. The tickets have to be bought in the entire package, of course, which means I will be attending the Futures Game, the Celebrity Softball Game, the Home Run Derby, and the All-Star Game itself. July 13 can’t get here quick enough.
I’m going to the baseball All-Star game!
I’m going to the baseball All-Star game!
I’m going to the baseball All-Star game!
I am really tired today. I got in at 7:30 because I had a meeting to go to at 8:30, and I figured an extra hour couldn’t hurt. My dad is arriving tonight, so I will probably take tomorrow afternoon and Friday afternoon off to go car shopping/haggling. The rest of the week and weekend will be busy, with Dad in town, car shopping, baseball games, and a triathlon. Buzz and I are doing the Speedo Women’s Triathlon in Sugarland on Sunday morning as a “warm-up” for the Danskin in Austin in June. This weekend’s race is a bit shorter (only 300m swim, 10 mile bike, 3 mile run as opposed to 1/2 mile swim, 12 mile bike, 5k run) and, of course, the terrain is significantly flatter.
I should have people come visit me more often. My dad’s imminent arrival has done wonders for the state of my apartment. It’s cleaner and neater and less cluttered than it has been in months! I have a few more things to straighten up tonight before he gets here. He’s driving, and left at 6 a.m. this morning. I called him at 8:15 my time to check that he was on his way, and he was about 50 miles from Atlanta. At the moment, five hours later, he’s probably closing in on the Alabama/Mississippi border. About an hour across the bottom piece of Mississippi, about six hours through Louisiana, and another hour and a half in Texas till you reach me. That should put him here sometime between 10:00 and 11:00 tonight.
Ah, the Charlotte-to-Houston drive. It’s been almost two years since I did it last, but I still feel like I know every inch of that road. I hated that drive, but at the same time, I sort of liked it. Early in the morning, in the first hour, knowing that I had a whole day of driving ahead of me just brought me down. But by mid-day, with the cruise control on and a Coke in the cup holder and the radio playing and me singing along happily, the miles just slid past. I used to play games with myself, trying to guess the mileage to the overpass I could see up in the distance. I was pretty good at guessing accurately! I measured my progress in cities or landmarks: the Peachoid, Greenville, the “Atlanta Braves, 1995 World Champions” highway sign, Georgia Tech, Carter’s house, Birmingham, the big bridge outside of Mobile, Stennis Space Center, the I-12 shortcut, Baton Rouge, Lake Charles, the “El Paso, 768 miles” sign, Beaumont, and finally, the golden bridge on 146 over the Houston ship channel. I always felt like I was almost home when I reached the Texas border, or, going the other way, when I got to the Georgia border. I used to stop in Atlanta for the night, of course, to drop my stuff off at school before continuing on to Charlotte. My crazy dad does the whole thing in one huge gulp.
Crazy dad.
Semi-random site of the day: Nick got a bird a couple weeks ago, and has now set up a webcam that updates every 10 seconds or so, and you can watch Belle all day. Sometimes she’s not there, but a lot of the time she is sitting on the windowsill. It’s very amusing. Once it refreshed and she was looking right in the camera. Funny.
Another semi-random link: Here are the “official” photos of me riding in the MS150. Select “MS150 Houston to Austin 2004” as the race, and put in my last name and bib number 4161. So if you wanted a good look at me in my race-car-driver-esque jersey, take a look.
James says
FYI – when I try to look at the official photos via your link I am brought to page that says:
“We do not have enough information to show your photos. Please check the values entered and try again.”
Sarah says
Oh. Fixed it. You’ll have to put in my name and number, but then it’ll work. 🙂