Last night we celebrated Katie’s birthday. She’ll be officially a quarter century on Monday. She’s now a year older than I was when she (at 22) told me that I should just wait to get new pots and pans for when I get married. FYI, don’t tell a single, 24 year old woman to wait to buy anything domestic until she’s married. Better yet, now that I’m 27, really, really don’t say that to me. 🙂 Life goes on as God plans it, regardless of whether I’m single or not. She has acknowledged since then that she understands why that wasn’t a great thing to say to me, and yes, I own an entirely new set of pots and pans.
Okay…off the soapbox.
The night started off with bowling and then it moved back to her place. Her parents were at the bowling alley, but they went home instead of going to the ‘afterparty’…because they wanted to watch the game. I really enjoy talking about sports with Katie, just because she hates them so much-and it makes feel like I know what I’m talking about. I wonder how she felt, knowing that her parents dissed her party to watch baseball. We did make her put the game on at her house though. It was really hard to play Mafia and watch the game at the same time, especially when I wasn’t the Mafia, so thankfully we stopped for the last couple minutes of the game…or should I say, ‘unfortunately’.
Last night’s game was not cool at all. The Tigers were down by one and then up by one so quickly. Surely they had a chance! And then they just kept making so many mistakes, all over the place! Even I could see that! I prayed for a miracle in the 9th inning when they had 2 guys on the bases (I think it was 2) and then they walked someone…but then, the ultimate tragedy hit and they lost.
When all was said and done I ended with a laugh, when a good friend of mine, who shall remain nameless, literally jumped up and down and squealed, "It’s snowing!!!! I love snow!" Then someone said, "No, I’m pretty sure that’s confetti from the celebration." I’d like to go with snow…because we are definitely not celebrating the game.