The Astros are on Top!
Hi Love,
Last night, Greg, Dad and I drove to Minute Maid Park to enjoy an Astros' game and, of course, Wednesday night dollar hot dogs (that was Pop's insistence). Since it is late May, I assumed when I purchased the tickets that it would be on the warm side for the game. But, to my amazement, the weather was perfect for baseball. The sky over the park was clear and a most delicate shade of baby blue. The weather was a bit warm, but the soft breeze that waifed over the stands calmed the anxiety we might have.
The Astros are in First Place. Not just in the American League West, not only in the American League, but in All BASEBALL!!! I don't know how long we will keep the title, but for now it is ours.
This is my second game in a month. Greg has enjoyed attending and Pop loves to be out with his family, so we indulge him. Plus, he LOVES dollar hot dog night. I bought him 3 and Greg 3 and ate 1 myself. The dogs didn't help us win, though, so I think Dad and Greg and I think our luck should be just watching them on Root Sports.
There is always a chance that you might find yourself on the receiving end of a terrorist threat with attending, but life mustn't stop or you will live a miserable life having accomplished nothing.
As it is, Dad comes over every night for dinner and a ball game on TV. What ever team is playing becomes the focus of our attentions. I have become more adept at knowing the players and the plays, but I'll never become as good as you. You were and are the best.
I have pictures! But, I'll have to wait until I can upload them tot he laptop in order to add them to this blog. But, I will. Soon.
I miss you every single day I am alive. I continue to call your name and tell you that I love you so very much. Greg has been a good husband, but he is not as good a fit as you. I miss your attitude about life. I miss your laugh and your studying in bed each night. I love watching you sleep. I know those are all things guys say about their women, but I feel those about you. Now that you are no longer with me, I feel it deeper.
Gotta go. Greg came home so we are going to break up the limbs and branches from the bushes Greg and Joel removed from the backyard. Tomorrow is garbage day. But, you are never far from my thoughts and prayers.
Love you forever,
Sweetie Pie
Last night, Greg, Dad and I drove to Minute Maid Park to enjoy an Astros' game and, of course, Wednesday night dollar hot dogs (that was Pop's insistence). Since it is late May, I assumed when I purchased the tickets that it would be on the warm side for the game. But, to my amazement, the weather was perfect for baseball. The sky over the park was clear and a most delicate shade of baby blue. The weather was a bit warm, but the soft breeze that waifed over the stands calmed the anxiety we might have.
The Astros are in First Place. Not just in the American League West, not only in the American League, but in All BASEBALL!!! I don't know how long we will keep the title, but for now it is ours.
This is my second game in a month. Greg has enjoyed attending and Pop loves to be out with his family, so we indulge him. Plus, he LOVES dollar hot dog night. I bought him 3 and Greg 3 and ate 1 myself. The dogs didn't help us win, though, so I think Dad and Greg and I think our luck should be just watching them on Root Sports.
There is always a chance that you might find yourself on the receiving end of a terrorist threat with attending, but life mustn't stop or you will live a miserable life having accomplished nothing.
As it is, Dad comes over every night for dinner and a ball game on TV. What ever team is playing becomes the focus of our attentions. I have become more adept at knowing the players and the plays, but I'll never become as good as you. You were and are the best.
I have pictures! But, I'll have to wait until I can upload them tot he laptop in order to add them to this blog. But, I will. Soon.
I miss you every single day I am alive. I continue to call your name and tell you that I love you so very much. Greg has been a good husband, but he is not as good a fit as you. I miss your attitude about life. I miss your laugh and your studying in bed each night. I love watching you sleep. I know those are all things guys say about their women, but I feel those about you. Now that you are no longer with me, I feel it deeper.
Gotta go. Greg came home so we are going to break up the limbs and branches from the bushes Greg and Joel removed from the backyard. Tomorrow is garbage day. But, you are never far from my thoughts and prayers.
Love you forever,
Sweetie Pie
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