Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Summer and baseball. They go together.

Sissies and I headed out to the local farm team today to take in a game, along with all the kids, husbands and Dad.

Sunny, breezy, not too hot, not too cold. Just right, Goldilocks.

A great way to spend a summer day. 

This is not a plug for any particular soda company. I just like the blue of the umbrella against the stadium and the sky. Their competitor's logo would have been just as pretty, I'm sure.

I don't even drink soda. I try to drink only water. And sometimes iced tea on a hot summer day.

And Sue's Sangria. I drink that when it's put in front of me. Or I make it and put it there myself.

Oh yeah, that's good sangria.

D and E started singing "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" with Other Sissy while we were eating lunch. 

I was sitting quietly, eating my hotdog, when I got an elbow from E to join in. 

So I did.

It was fun. Sure, people were watching us. But they were smiling.

MR was mortified. But secretly? I think she enjoyed our singing. Look at her eyes. Don't they look like they're enjoying our song?

Yum. 

Nothing like a hotdog at a ballpark.

The Man and I have tickets to see the Red Sox this week. 

Fenway Park.

Wow. Haven't been there since I was a kid. 

I. can't. wait.