Just had to send out congratulations to my favorite Muppetfaced Venezuelan (that would be Bobby Abreu) on being signed for two more years by the Angels.  There's a part of me that would have loved to see him in Boston if Jason Bay were not to return, but I also know that many Red Sox fans wouldn't be happy with that simply because he spent 2-1/2 years in pinstripes, so maybe it's for the best.

Based on all I've ever heard about Bobby, he's apparently a real student of the game, an excellent teacher, and oh yes, he's quite intelligent to boot.  A couple more years of being a role model for his teammates in Anaheim and he'll be 37 (turning 38 during Spring Training the following season), at which time I can absolutely see him moving into a coaching role.

Some Bobby trivia: Very early on, he played single-A ball right here in Asheville, I believe in 1992.  I went to plenty of Asheville Tourists games back then, and I'm pretty sure I remember him, mainly because I found his last name unusual.  I read a story some years ago about his season in Asheville.  It mentioned that the McCormick Field announcer thought his last name was "uh-BROO" and enjoyed saying it when he came up to bat, because it was fun to hear the "OO" echo against the ridges that surround the ballpark.  The story went on to say that at that point Bobby spoke virtually no English, so the season was nearly over before he was able to tell the announcer how his name was actually pronounced.   :D

I'm not and have never been the hatin' kind when it comes to being a baseball fan.  I already e-mailed my NYY fan cousins to congratulate them, and I'm hereby extending that congratulations to all the Yankees fans on my f-list.  I really was hoping for a Phillies miracle last night but alas, Matsui got in the way.  I must say, his homely self was very impressive.  I missed the last couple of innings because I was too tired to stay awake, but I did wake up during the postgame for just long enough to realize it was all over.  And now baseball is put to bed for the winter, and I am sad, but of course there'll be plenty of hot stove action and other related news to keep all of us going until Truck Day.  And doG knows I have enough other stuff to keep me busy anyway.
 

This courtesy of my cousin Danielle, who sent it to me, of her mom all bundled up during Game 2 last night (and she stayed for all 13 innings despite living a ways out on Long Island -- there's no telling what time she actually got home).

 

I'm squeaky clean here after a shower following 2-1/2 hours of kamikaze decluttering that cleared so much space that I think Raye will be very surprised when she comes here for a session on Wednesday.  A couple of boxes of junk are now totally gone to the garbage and the back seat of my car is full of stuff to take to Goodwill tomorrow, including a chair, a mirror, a magazine rack, a box of clothes, and a box of knickknacks.  I tossed the World War II vintage Army cot that my dad had passed on to me for festival use (and which I had never used).  I was sort of sad to do that, but it's too contaminated with mold and dust to give to a surplus store.

Late in the afternoon I found yet another box of books, most of which will probably get gone because they're no longer of interest to me (from a quick glance through them), but that's for another time, because right now I have to eat, do dishes, and deal with e-mails and such.  I'll be back later to answer comments from my earlier entry.

Just watched the latest press conference related to the "balloon boy" incident, and I've got to say, I think the authorities are overreacting a bit.  And no, that's not the cop-hater in me talking.  I was able to look at the individuals as they spoke without feeling revulsion or anger.  I just listened and tried to be objective, and after hearing everything they said, it baffles me that they want to press felony charges on these folks.  I do feel that they need to make restitution for leading the authorities and media on a wild goose chase, certainly, but "contributing to the delinquency of a minor" and a boatload of other potential charges?  You've got to be kidding me.  What do my readers think about this whole thing?  I'm just curious. 

i'm going to do something really uncharacteristic here -- i'm not going to bother with caps and i'm just going to let the words flow, because i haven't posted all week and i just want to get this written while it's fresh on my mind, after which i will change into my pjs and sit on the bed and eat cannned vegan lentil soup (or maybe i'll make black bean and corn tacos, i dunno) and watch the cardinals game.  atm they're up 1-0 (thanks for the hr, holliday!), and they really need to win after losing last night.  i watched the game in bed and snuggled down into the pillows a little after 11 because i was so tired.  woke up a couple of hours later to find julio at the plate (spooky timing, yes?), so i watched him as well as albert, then turned off the tv and went back to sleep.
 

time to take my capital-free self into the other room.  i'm really dragging here.  enjoy the games, y'all.

Howdy howdy howdy...just stopping by to let folks know that I'm still alive.

Late this afternoon I start working with the professional declutterer for real.  I had a delayed reaction to the cleaning I did over the weekend, probably from tracking dust and mold all over the house, and folks have given me a few extra ideas about keeping that from happening again.  I think my lungs have recovered sufficiently that I'm good to go.  She's supposed to arrive at 5:30, and we'll probably work for at least a couple of hours.  After that, it'll be into the shower for a good scrubbing, and then finally I can have dinner, but I probably won't get much done beyond that.  If I'm really lucky I'll get to reply to my growing pile of LJ comments and PMs.

I don't anticipate getting to watch much baseball, needless to say.  I was lucky enough to have the Cardinals on last night while plowing through a bunch of housework -- Julio had a triple that brought in two runs, then Albert brought him home.  I just LOVE when my boys work in tandem.   :::hearts:::   Hopefully more of the same will occur tonight, as well as a good showing from my Boston boys.  I'll have time to enjoy them all again soon enough.

That's it for now -- I have a bunch of work that I should be doing, so I'd best get to it.

Has it really been a week since I've posted?  I think that's my longest hiatus since I've been on LJ.  It's been one of those weeks, though.   Just so much going on that I hardly know where to start.
 

My stomach is rumbling so I will (mercifully) stop writing and go fix dinner, after which it's time to tackle a good-sized backlog of e-mails.  Thank goodness for the holiday weekend so I don't have to try to do them all at once!

I'm posting this to remind myself how well I'm doing with decluttering after slacking off for at least a couple of weekends.
 

Time to reward myself with baseball!  The Cardinals game starts in just a few minutes, and with both Julio and Albert in the lineup tonight I'll certainly be checking that out on MLB.tv.  The Red Sox are on MLBN a little later, so I'll be watching that as well.  Guess I'll burn some calories dashing back and forth between kitchen and bedroom.

I hope all of my buddies had an excellent Saturday.  Much love!

Attempting to break my string of failhattery where posting is concerned, I’m checking in from work during one of my office’s traditionally quiet Wednesday afternoons (quiet because most of our docs are in classes, and therefore the workload is diminished).

Well, I’ve rambled on long enough. Back to work here.

ETA: Doing some paperwork here, and we have a newborn baby in the practice named...Jacoby!  Now I'm wondering if his parents are Red Sox fans.   :D
 

It amazes me to look out the window at the drizzle and realize that it was so brilliantly sunny yesterday (and in the 70s, too!) that I was awakened by the light around 7:30 and had to blindfold myself in order to fall back to sleep.  Tired as I was, I actually slept until 11:00 after that, and proceeded to wear a FAILHAT for the rest of the day as far as getting anything done, largely because I wasn't feeling all that great (migraine and cramps).  Middle-aged hormones for the fail!

This, of course, means that I have to buckle down today.  I'll be heading to the laundromat shortly, having realized (much to my chagrin) that if I hope to maintain some semblance of productivity in the coming months, it means that I can't necessarily watch every single Sox game.  So it goes.  At least I'm listening to the beginning of today's game.  Note that I would have already finished said laundry were it not for the irresistible urge to a) sleep in a bit this morning and b) lie around thinking pretty thoughts (oh, my darling Baseball Boyfriends, how you charm me and divert my attention, you rascals!).

Nice little win streak we've got going right now.  I'm loving this turnaround and hope it continues.  Lester looks great so far today.  And golly, it cracks me up when these fans read the lineup on TV and call all the players "Mr."  Also...too funny, the hurting that Cleveland put on the Yankees yesterday.  I need to make time to watch that second inning, man.  It must have been epic!
 

Okay...on to the laundromat.  I hope to make some progress on e-mails and comment replies later on (I absolutely hate it when I can't keep up with that).  So...you folks who I've been neglecting can (hopefully) expect to hear from me soon. 

Ciao!
 

Hey all, I realize that I totally fail at keeping up with my journal!  It's been a pretty wild week of ups and downs.
 

Hey all!  I'm feeling a bit scattered at the moment because there are so many things demanding my attention, but it's mostly in a good way.  I caught last night's Opening Day ATL/PHI game from about the 6th inning on, with the delay due to a call from a friend who I needed to catch up with, and then I whacked my left kneecap but good while getting up from the table.  There was actually a dent in it, and for a moment I thought it was broken, but I *immediately* downed a couple of ibuprofen, then spent the rest of the game lying on the bed with an ice pack on it.  Although I've got a bit of a bruise today, to my surprise it's not all that sore and I can move it just fine.  What a relief.

I know lots of folks around Red Sox Nation were disappointed about today's rainout, but really? Putting it off until late tomorrow afternoon means that I'll be able to watch the tail end of the game, and I'm pretty excited about that!  I finally ordered my MLB.tv Premium sub yesterday so am ready to go.

Speaking of inclement weather, y'all New Englanders can take comfort in the fact that you're not having OUR weather...we're supposed to have 2-4" of snow by the end of tomorrow.  April snow isn't unheard of here, or even May snow, for that matter, but it was into the mid-70s yesterday and I was so very much enjoying the cherry trees around town and the violets and dandelions in the yard, and they may not look nearly as pretty if we have the hard freeze that the weather folks are predicting.

Other than that, I'm sitting here awaiting the start of the NCAA Championship Game, and what more can I say other than GO HEELS!!!

U.S.A.!!!  U.S.A.!!!!  U.S.A.!!!

I'm so glad I checked Gameday and decided to stay up just a FEW minutes more to see what happened in the bottom of the 9th.

:::happy dance:::

Bring.On.Venezuela.

Don't get me wrong, I love Cinderella stories, but why the fuck did it have to come at the expense of the Dominican?

That said, it was a hell of a game.